Don't Call Me Fat

Don't Call Me Fat
Chapter 49.


"Children don't know in profit" cried papa.


I don't mind him.


I kept walking towards the top floor of my room.


The son just looked at my back that was climbing the stairs further away with a strong curiosity.


"Thank you son who wants to look for him'' said papa to the son.


"The same as om", replied the son while saying goodbye out of the house.


"Eh, how are the keys to the car returned? the car is for you" said Papa.


Rudi Wijaya then handed the car keys to the son.


"Eh don't be a first om, later if I'm officially your stepson" he declined.


"Ah it's okay. Take it easy" Mr. Rudi still forced the son to take the key.


By being forced to accept the gift of Mr. Rudi.


The next day, the house was decorated in such a way. To celebrate papa and Aunt Mona's wedding.


Their wedding took place in a five-star hotel. Considering this is papa's first marriage.


I'll see the dress for tomorrow.


I don't know why my tears are flowing on their own.


And I don't understand why.


Bi Minah came to see me in my room.


"Non, come down, non have not eaten from the morning, non also skipped school, patient non, just accept fate, the name of his soul mate we do not know, do not know, you also have the right to be happy and marry the person he loves, come on non, do not be like this" said bi Minah advising me.


I didn't answer, I wiped my tears.


Tomorrow is saturday. Sunday is their day of the show.


I didn't tell my friend about papa getting married.


I'm not flinching. Aunt ran out of words to persuade me to eat.


I looked up at the sky from my window. Step onto the balcony.


Enjoying the twilight atmosphere for a little to dispel my tired feeling.


The next day. I still skipped school. Not out of the room. My body started to limp from not eating all day. Papa came to my room with food.


"What's wrong with you, I heard from your aunt you don't eat all day" said papa.


I just remained helpless.


"Eat, be at peace with yourself, forgive me if this marriage annoys you". I saw a worried look on his face. For the first time I was worried about her.


I can't say a word because I'm too weak.


Papa slightly forced me to get up and leaned my body on the side of the bed.


With a weak body a little sitting.


He brought me chicken porridge and warm tea.


He started to feed me. At first I brushed off that hand. Until he fell on the floor.


Papa went to get another couple of new spoons. He forced me to eat.


He fed the porridge again.


I don't want the end to eat either. Slowly but surely I swallowed the porridge.


Papa started to smile as I started to swallow my food. My contact is reduced.


It's the first time in my lifetime that I've been bribed by her, I somehow tear myself down again by myself.


"Come down" said papa softly as he took a tissue to wipe my tears.


My body is too weak to fight right now. A bowl of porridge has run out. Then he gave me mineral water. After that, I gave him some warm tea.


"Once again forgive papa, never be a good father for you, you suffer too much because of me, papa is not good at issuing sweet words to advise children, he said, so it's always rude to you. Papa is also an ordinary man. Forgive papa's mistakes. Actually, papa loves you" said papa.


I was silent, only my tears kept flowing. This is also the first time papa has ever said that he loved me for the rest of my life.


I just resigned, my shoulders up and down holding back tears. Papa rubbed my back.


"It's okay. Cry if it can relieve you" said papa. Papa was also silently crying behind my back. He immediately wiped his tears.


"Wake up, soon Oma and opa come from Jakarta" said papa while saying leave my room. I think papa's crying out there, too. I felt the sound of papa shaking withstanding the cry earlier.


I'm a little energized now. I got up and took a shower.


Wear polite clothes to welcome Oma and opa.


Late 2 o'clock Oma and opa came too.


I papa and a few maidservants stood in front of the house to greet them.


Papa smiled at me.


After getting off the car Oma immediately hugged papa. And staring cynically at me.


I also looked down at my eyes.


"It doesn't feel like a big boy, but how can it be this slim, his face is also different, you don't waste money to change it, right Rudi?" peekkik Oma's.


I am so glad to hear it.


"Well, please don't be rude to her, I'll tell you", bela papa.


"Why? have you started admitting this child? almost the presence of this child destroys your future" he choked again. Oma still stared cynically at me.


"Here you go, mama must be tired right, yuk rest inside" papa bargained. Maids began to bring their belongings to the guest room.


Opa looked at me for a moment then came inside without saying anything.


From the beginning the family did not accept my presence.


They never considered me a grandchild, since childhood no one loved me other than bi Minah.


Oma and opa went inside their room to rest.


I wear a simple knee-length dress.


I went to the kitchen to see bi Minah. I'm really not comfortable with Oma and opa in this house.


"What's the non?" ask bi Minah confused I arrived to the kitchen.


"Gpp, haus ajja bi" I replied briefly.


I went to the fridge to get some ice water and drank it.


"Opa also donk" arrived opa was behind me.


"meaning? opa wants to drink ice water?" ask me.


"No, just plain mineral water, which is not cold" exclaimed opa.


I'll grab a glass and some mineral water for opa.


Opa smiled and drank it.


"Makasi ya" said opa as she passed into the room.


I took the initiative to get Oma to drink too.


I brought a glass of mineral water to Oma's room.


Seeing me come Oma immediately turned her face away.


I put the water on the table.


"Who knows Oma is thirsty" I said.


"No need", cried Oma.


I turned around and left the water on the table.


"He didn't poison the drink, did he?" his word is opa.


"Haha no way, drink 'Tadi also I drink mineral water from her and I'm fine" said opa.


Seeing me leave the room. Oma seemed to jump onto the table taking the water. He's so thirsty. Opa laughed at Oma's prestige.