Don't Call Me Fat
Chapter 32.

It's afternoon.

After satisfied chatting with his mama adit I also paid to go home.

"Let me drive home" said Adit, throwing a helmet at me.

"Eh, I'm asking you to pick me up" I refused.

"Don't donk, come on" without waiting for my answer Adit told his mama to take me home

Gawat, what should I do? if anyone can take me home until home, so far no one knows the original address of my house.

I have an idea, I'm going home to Minah's bi who's not far from my house. Bi Minah's family has known me for a long time since childhood. I used to play there too.

"Kok daydreaming, let's go up" cried Adit.

I also went up with a mind that is still where.

"Where's your house?" ask Adit.

"Eh, Road 2 pine, block 7" I replied.

Along the way I enjoyed the view, the rain had subsided.

"Eh lily, look, there's a rainbow" cried Adit.

I looked up at the sky and there was a rainbow. It's exquisite. The motor drove, 20 minutes later we had reached a village, we parked right in front of the house bi Minah.

I got down and acted in that house. Bi Minah is obviously not there because she is in my house.

I didn't offer Adit to come in because this isn't my real home.

Seeing me waving my hands from the door he drove his motorbike towards the big road.

"Huft" I breathed a sigh of relief.

"Hayoo, tumben here, must miss the same mamang well, beautiful widiw very now, Pangling deh" said mamang surprised me from behind. Though he had seen me after the oplas, why did he seem to have just seen me beautiful. Mamang is her younger brother bi Minah. She is 38 years old but not married.

"Idihh, make ajja kang mamang startled, screeched me while hitting his arm.

I took a cell phone to get Dadang.

"Hello sir, pick me up at Minah's house. I was here after school" I said on the phone.

"Oh yes, well non", replied Mr. Dadang.

Once at home I glanced at the wall clock at 5 p.m.

I took the stairs to my room, took a shower and rested.

After the magrib, I lay down and opened my phone.

Just a moment I was lying down, the sound of my bedroom door being knocked. Tok to tok.

"Who" I shouted. Ah who the hell is bothering.

"It's papa" he exclaimed from the outside.

I took heavy steps to open the door to my room.

"Papa wants to talk, come down" said papa.

"Now?" ask me again.

"Sir, next year" said papa.

I pouted as I followed her down.

I sat on the living room couch with papa.

Waiting for him to talk.

"What the hell is it?" I started to get nervous and curious.

"Let's have dinner outside. Papa wants to introduce you to his candidate papa, the prospective mama for you" explained papa.

"What?!" my screeches. I am not ready to have a mother.

"I don't need a mama" I said, I never had a mama figure since birth, I always wanted her. But not anymore.

"Please be an adult. Papa also needs a wife. 17 years since you were born, papa is not married yet. Already when his papa married, without your consent papa can get married, should now you are happy because I have started to recognize you as a child. Even I don't cover you anymore from my candidate, I'm honest with my future wife, that I already have a daughter." papa choked.

Well I admit the end of this, papa's starting to change. I exhaled a heavy breath

"Ready ready, beautiful dress up, papa wait, now" he cried.

With a heavy step I headed for the room and changed clothes.

Finished ready to be ready I went down, the private driver papa was waiting at the door of the car to open our door.

After papa and I got into the car he closed the door again.

The car drove, the atmosphere was quiet, it was so rare, I was rarely in a car with her.

I stared out the car window. The journey is not far. We arrived at a fine restaurant in the city center.

Papa and I stepped in.

Sit at the table you ordered. I glanced boredly at the waiter who was passing by.

"How long will we wait" my protest. I am really tired today.

"Patience, they will come" replied papa.

"They? mean her?" ask me confused.

"Yes, your future mother also has children, your age, hopefully you can get along well" he exclaimed papa.

"What?!!!" my weird.

A middle-aged woman of papa's age her end came.

I glared when I saw who the boy that the woman was carrying was. He looked at me as surprised.

I'm a heavy syock. Among the many men on the face of this earth why should he. Oh god no.