Don't Call Me Fat
Learning to be IRT

"Why smile at yourself? he seemed very happy" exclaimed yugo who had just come from the middle room.

"There you are" I replied as I placed the plate on the dining table.

"That's why, make curious ajja" yugo exclaimed.

"Kepo deh, already ahk yuk dinner first" take me.

I kicked ria while preparing food. This is the first time I've cooked it myself. Yesterday yugo helped.

"Lusa we move well, ready to be ready" yugo exclaimed.

"Who's my boss, how's the food?" ask me.

Yugo began to taste my cooking.

"Hm. It's delicious" he exclaimed.

I smiled happily. I don't know if he's honest or not.

I tried it too, hm it's salty.

"I'm sorry well, the salt shed. So salty, really good at saying" my protest.

"Gpp dear, salty, so eat his side dish dikit ajja already tasted" solution from yugo.

"How dong, can high blood pressure" I exclaimed.

"Then, do not overdo it later take the side dish, will not be pressure really" said Yugo.

"Hmm good" I exclaimed.

After dinner, I cleaned the dinner table. Hmm this turned out to be a delusion. Pretty exhausting. This is the first time I touched the kitchen to cook and wash dishes for 19 years all of them served by aunty, my job is to eat. All are served.

It's all thanks to papa. And I always fought him. God, how ungrateful I am.

"Darling? how daydreaming?" yugo.

I stared at the plate in my hand and put it on the theft plate.

Yugo then shifts my body.

"It's so bumil this much work, you sit ajja well, let me settle the rest of it, sorry to make you have to do all this" said Yugo not tasty. Because he knows for himself what I was treated at my house.

She had no intention of making me a maid, I offered to happily study as a housewife.

After that we started packing stuff. Actually already a week ago some of our stuff moved to a new house. Just a little more.

As usual I stuck another stamp on Yugo's body. Ah this pregnant innate makes my prestige completely lost. Where Yugo went I followed.

"Dear I pee, would you like to come too?" yugo asked worried because I was always tailing behind him.

"Yes come" I replied.

Yugo laughed at my answer.

"Jeez, you're really a lidya, right? my wife?" ask her.

"What the hell, no, kuntilanak banyan tree waiter" I replied.

"Hust, this Friday night baby, don't talk just about anything" she protested.

"Ah barin, you're done nyebelin heck" I replied.

"Cursed, let's go to the toilet" replied yugo finally, resigned.

"Enda be ah" I replied.

Yugo shook his head to see my behavior becoming more and more spoiled.

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"Sir, the owner of the tea plantation and the villa was named Patricia. We've been trying to get in touch with him but he doesn't seem interested in selling the land. How should we?" ask Mr. Hendra, secretary mr. rudi.

"Retail the schedule, take me to meet him in person" exclaimed rudi.

"Okay sir" replied Hendra.

After being arranged in such a way as to the end of his pack rudi can meet directly with patricia a bule girl. He even still has trouble speaking Indonesian, he came with his Indonesian partner, either a husband or just a girlfriend.

"Yugo! what are you doing here?" peekik rudi angry.

"Who are you?" I'm not yugo" james argued.

Mr. Rudi stared fixedly at the figure in front of him.

"My name is James, maybe you think I look like someone you know" James said.

James also showed his identification. James showed me his passport.

Mr. rudi was astonished.

"You're not playing me, are you?" said mr. rudi.

"Of course" James replied. The sound is very similar to yugo.

Rudi sir then video call yugo via WhatsApp.

He also believes that in front of him this is not his son-in-law.

"What do you need with my fiancee? she doesn't speak Indonesian yet, doesn't my fiancee already refuse to sell the villa and the tea garden?" exclaiming james.

"I will pay the highest price, who knows your fiance is interested in selling it" said rudi.

"It's exciting, so curious who you really are? I'm the owner of the tea garden and the villa right now. I deliberately' use my fiance's name" cried James.

"I rudi wijaya, ceo PT Wijaya. The largest furniture company in the country" answered rudi wijaya introduced himself.

James clapped his hands.

"It's only natural that you are a little arrogant by daring to pay dearly for my land" James exclaimed.

"When I can't linger here for long, so, immediately decide your land price, I guarantee you have nothing to lose selling it" replied Rudi.

"What motivation would you buy land far from the city? a Rudi Wijaya can buy a lot of land in a big city, right?" exclaiming james.

"This is for my son, he whines to buy this land, if not for my son of course I am not interested in the land at all" he said.

James laughing.

"It is very lucky to be your son, sir Rudi Wijaya" replied James.

"Well, but on one condition" James replied.

"What else, still less my offer?" protest mr. rudi.

"Oh no, it's more than enough, the condition is that I want to meet directly with the son of this honorable rudi sir, I wonder why he is interested in the place" replied James.

"Why do you know why he is interested, it's his business, our business is just a land sale deal" declined mr. Rudi.

"If you don't want to be okay, I don't need to sell the land, please decide for yourself, let me meet your son know I'll never sell my land, deal?" exclaiming james.

Rudi looked annoyed and walked away.

Rudi looked at it for a moment.

"I'll talk to my son, so just wait" exclaimed rudi, accompanied by a secretary and some body guards.

"Ok" replied James with a satisfied smile.

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"Himla?!" pekik Sumiati's.

"What's wrong?" ask me.

"Samuel's father was arrested by the police" Sumi exclaimed.

"meaning? how can?" answer me.

"Duh the length of the story, entar asked devan ajja well if you meet, he was busy suing the perpetrator of his sister's killer" he exclaimed.

"So you mean her sister's killer's met? don't tell Samuel sir what he did?" my whisper.

Sumiati.

I shut my mouth in disbelief.