Don't Call Me Fat
Happiest

"How are you?" ask me.

"Alhamdulillah good. You how?" ask her.

"Alhamdulillah is good too" I replied.

Dinda has changed a lot. Now he wears the syar'i hijab. I barely recognized him.

"Who are you?" ask me.

"On your own" he answered.

"Kok himself?" ask me again.

The look on Dinda's face turned grim and sad.

"We're telling stories outside of ajja yes" she asked.

"Ok, after this monthly shopping we go to the cafe across there well" point me.

"OK" he answered.

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After monthly shopping yugo accompanied me to the cafe opposite to chat with dinda.

"Dinda, what happened to you? where's your son?" ask me.

"Suami and my son died in a car accident last year, only I survived, am I the unlucky carrier" said the sad dinda.

"Hust, can't say that, no man brings shit. It is all God's destiny. It's a trial for you, a test for you too, patience" I exclaimed.

"I can't live there, too many memories remind me of my late husband and son so I came back here. My good and kind husband, he can accept my situation that is pregnant with children from others, he also changed me to live better, he is my hero, he is my hero, now it's no longer there, now I work in a classic food stall already 3 months ago, sorry not to meet you directly, my father has also been out of prison for a long time, I've also been out of prison, so we can live the same again" he explained.

"That's hard. When did your father get out of jail?" ask me.

"Eng, I forgot. Sorry, yeah" she replied.

"You mbah, how's it going?" ask me.

"Bah also died 2 years ago, I was really sad and down at that time, thank God my husband always strengthen me, but now the hero in my life is gone" said Dinda.

I'm so sad to hear that.

Despite all the misfortunes that have befallen me and Yugo there are still many people who are suffering more of their lives out there.

I immediately thanked him as much for all the favors and all the things I was never grateful for in this life.

"My father was too embarrassed to live with the mbah in the village. Because Mbah is his in-law. Dad was also hit when he knew his mother was dead, just outside the prison he sniffed" explained dinda again.

I was silent for a moment. Is it possible that dinda donated bone marrow to the son back then? ah no way, he just doesn't know the state of the son.

The most reasonable clara, friends and neighbors of his son in the village.

Ah there's nothing wrong with me finding out, rather than being curious, it's been years gone.

"Dinda, do you know your son has been very ill, with blood cancer?" ask me

"What?! so how's it going now?" ask dinda surprised.

Looking from his reaction like his is not dinda.

"It's healed, it's healthy he, it's been a long time, there are good people who donate bone marrow for the son. But we still don't know who that person is" I explained.

"Hmm, sorry well, I can't take long, about her my dad waiting at home, I haven't cooked yet. Maybe he's hungry, next time we talk again ok" Dinda stood up and said goodbye.

"Your cell phone number is changing, right? tell dong" I exclaimed before he was far away.

"Oh, good" Dinda gave me her phone number again and walked away.

Doesn't he consider us his friends anymore.

"Who is she, baby?" ask yugo curious.

"Ah, my old friend, high school friend. Son's friend too" I replied.

"Ohh, I've never seen her" said yugo.

"Well because he dropped out of school and went home to live with his mom" I explained.

"Oh I deserve never to see her, I'm used to seeing you guys, her friend dimas. Even when you went to the villa, the person did not exist" said Yugo.

"Dear, it's because he quit school early. When I was in 2nd grade if I wasn't wrong. I forgot hehe" I replied.

"Oh, yes, go home yuk" yugo asked.

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1 Year passed I have graduated with satisfactory results. Lidya wijaya S.H

My ideal of becoming a prosecutor is extinct already because of my married status. Being a prosecutor must not marry until raised to pns. Yes it's okay. I could be a lawyer.

But right now I still enjoy being a housewife to my husband and my two twin girls.

From a distance Mr. Rudi can only see his children and grandchildren playing in the park happily.

He was too proud to say hello to them.

For too long he had not met his son. He shut himself shut up when he was very longing.

He does it just want to see, what if yugo can make his child happy without help from his, what if his child can live without his self. And all is proven that his son can and happily live with his soulmate.

Mr. Rudi regretted that his son had died of difficulties, when his son actually really needed support from him.

Mr. Rudi opened his sunglasses and cried to see his son happy with his family despite his simple life not having a treasure. Things that no one ever felt. Happiness in simplicity.

When lidya turned to look at Mr. Rudi, rudi actually shifted his eyes.

Deflect them.

"Sir, we have to go to the office, there is an important meeting" said secretary Pak Rudi.

"Alright" he replied as he left the park and entered his luxury car accompanied by a secretary and 2 bodyguards.

I am playing with my two daughters who are over 1 year old. With yugo, my husband.

We smile happily.

My sons are Hana abidal and Hani abidal.

Follow his father's clan.

Sumiati has become a prosecutor now, I really envy because after graduation I only became a housewife.

Sumiati came to me in the park wearing her formal attire, shirt and formal pants, with pantofel shoes making Sumiati look elegant.

He ran to hug me.

"Great kangen" he said.

"How's it working, smoothly?" ask me.

"Well that's the case, after thinking there's wisdom I didn't marry young, because otherwise I might not be able to be a prosecutor like this" he exclaimed.

I smile.

"Yes, there is wisdom and fortune" I replied.