Don't Call Me Fat
SEASON 2

Germanic.

The son stared at the hospital's glass window, peeking at the nurses and doctors who were passing by out there.

She wants to call Lidya but can't. He wants Lidya to forget his feelings.

My son is at Asklepios Clinic in Barmbek, Germany.

Located in Hamburg, Germany, Asklepios Clinic Barmbek is the largest private hospital in Europe.

The hospital has more than 100 medical facilities and technologies that are not yet owned by any other hospital in the world.

He's being treated there. Not because he was going to college, his intention used to be like that but because he was sick, he had to be treated there until he recovered just to go to college.

All the facilities there papa who finance.

The son keeps his pain secret to Lidya, he does not want Lidya to think, he wants Lidya to be happy without him. Because he himself did not know how much longer it would take to live in this world.

Son has blood cancer, just like his father used to. He wants to be treated immediately. He had already discussed this with papa and mama, but he asked for a secret from Lidya.

Son also already fluent in English because long before leaving for Germany he had English and German courses.

A nurse came into the boys room to check.

"Hey son, was beschwerst du dich heute?" Exclaim the woman.

(Hay son, what are your complaints today?)

Confused son. He is not fluent in German yet.

"I'm not fluent in German, can you just speak English?" first son protest plain.

(i don't speak German, can you speak English?).

"Haha, ok, I can" she replied with a laugh.

The nurse also checked the condition of the son.

"You have to get a donor immediately if you want to get well" exclaimed the nurse.

(You should get a donor right away if you want to get well).

Their chatter continued, the nurse noted something on her report paper.

The son stared at his listless.

......🌺🌺🌺......

I ran looking for the Maharani and his Aunt.

"Hay, you go anywhere, we've been waiting for you from earlier" Maharani process when he saw me appear.

"That was going to the toilet" I answered lying. Because there's no way I'm saying I was in the lamar dimas just now. I don't want any misunderstanding or gossip. I don't like to tell my personal life, for me love things or that feeling is privacy.

"Oh, yes, come on, Aunt Sifa has been waiting, the farewell event is also over" cried Maharani.

"Yes, really, really take it" I replied.

Just a step we walked, a friend from the club's friends hugged me.

They asked for a photo together for memories.

I stared unwell at the Maharani.

"I'm sorry, Rab, just a second" I exclaimed.

Maharani nodded and tried to understand my position.

Not only that, then the arrival of younger brothers and junior in the volleyball club also stormed to be able to take pictures with me.

Feels like an impromptu artist.

Thank goodness I took a picture with my principal and homeroom teacher. They're gonna put my picture on Mading. And only those who are still in school will see it.

May be a motivation for the class. I didn't expect to be a general champion either. I can finally defeat Bimo. My level is far below. Maybe it's because of hard work, not talent. Hard work will beat talent.

After finishing the photo. I stared for a moment looking all over this school.

Goodbye school full of memories.

I wiped my tears and ran towards the place, Maharani and Aunt Sifa were waiting for me.

"Sorry, Auntie, it's been waiting a long time" I exclaimed badly.

"Yes gpp, understand me, you are an artist hahaha" replied Aunt Sifa.

"Ah can ajja, impromptu artist" I replied. We laughed too.

"Loh, kiraen we ride angkot ajja" exclaimed aunty Sifa plain.

"There's a car, why ride an angkot?" answer me.

Maharani also told me about me who had a car and could drive it himself to school or anywhere.

I'm leaving for the parking lot.

"Well, really cool your friend ran, can bring a car. Girls, young too, must be the son of a rich man" said Aunt Sifa, her maroon blonde hair moving in the wind.

Maharani just smiled lightly Hearing her Aunt.

My car stopped right in front of them and told them to come in.

"Come" take me.

They also got into the car.

"Where are we Tan?" ask me.

"Where are you going?" ask her back.

"The rainbow shop ajja deh" said Maharani.

I turned towards the rainbow shop.

"Lidya, you really can be beautiful, smart, good at carrying a car, perfect" said Aunt Sifa.

Maharani had to pinch her Aunt's arm afraid I was offended.

"Ah, no man is perfect Tan, this is just a deposit from God" I replied.

"That's fine again, geez, very lucky who get you later" he exclaimed.

I smile.

"Haha Aunt can ajja" I exclaimed.

The rainbow shop is not far from our school. We often snack there when we go home from school or just hang out with friends.

"We have arrived" I said.

We all got out of the car.

Step into the entrance. I saw that there was a stranger there. Why is he my grumble.

"Why did it stop? what's up?" ask the confused Maharani.

Maharani stared inside the shop to see what I saw.

"Mr.galak ?" exclaim Maharani.

I nodded in annoyance.

"Why stop here, come on" asked Aunt Sifa while pulling our hands together to enter.

We were forced to follow Aunt Sifa.

Rainbow shops are famous for their shaved ice, ice cream and great coffee. Then it's always crowded.

Just one look I was already very upset with that person.

Aunt Sifa told us to take a seat and she ordered.

"What do you want?" ask her.

"I'm ice shaved, same burger king yah" replied Maharani.

Aunt Sifa looked at me.

"Eh, I'm a strawberry ice cream just like a regular burger." I exclaimed.

"Well" he answered and went to order.

The arrogant man stared at us . I turned around so he wouldn't recognize us.

Not long after that Aunt Sifa came carrying a tray containing our order.

He himself did not order anything.

"Loh Aunt didn't order? we're the only ones that are jajan?" my protest.

"Gpp really, Aunt was full was already eating at home before going to school you guys" replied Aunt Sifa lying.