Don't Call Me Fat
Chapter 50.

In the evening, the family gathers in the dining room.

Papa told me to come down to eat together.

I went down, Oma who saw me immediately turned her face away.

"Why is he here, he can eat somewhere else" Oma told papa.

I who had just sat down decided to leave but Papa held me back.

"Make my appetite go away" Oma said.

I'm leaving too. Go back to my room.

Seeing me go, Oma started eating.

I picked up my jacket in the room and brought my car keys. When they were busy eating, I left the house with a car.

I'm gasping down a big road.

Stop by a Padang restaurant.

My phone rings many times. But I ignored him.

I eat Padang rice.

My son contacted me, via chat.

Son: Where is it?

I didn't reply to her.

Tomorrow is papa's wedding day.

After I finished eating I drove my car towards the lake, as usual where I vent all my fatigue.

The screaming was not clear until my voice was almost gone.

A car approached my car.

My son got out of his car and approached me.

"I told you, I can always find you" said the son.

I just kept quiet ignoring her.

"What's up this time? you can tell me" said the son.

"Can't our parents not get married?" ask me.

The son smiled wryly.

"Can't, they are destined to be together, stop blaming fate" explained the son.

I was sitting on the grass that night. Lie down and look at the stars.

My son followed my style.

"The sky will remain beautiful even if your heart is not, the world will still shine even though your life is dark and dim" he exclaimed.

"Whatever is worse, the family is still your place to go" said the son.

Papa kept calling me.

13 Unanswered calls.

"Yes, hello" The end I raised was also that call.

"Where then? go home son, forgive Oma, Oma is like that, go home now" said papa.

"I'm at Aunt Mona's house, take it easy" I replied lying.

"Oh, yes, soon to go home" said papa again.

"Ok" I replied briefly.

The son was surprised to hear me mention his mother's name.

"Come" take me. The son looks confused.

"Where?" ask her.

"To your house now" I replied.

"Cock arrived?", he asked.

"Don't bacot much, hunt I change my mind" I asserted.

The son immediately got into his car and I caught up with him.

It looks like a simple rented house from the outside.

We also entered. Aunt Mona is busy tidying up the rest of her stuff. All packed neatly as if ready to move.

Aunt Mona was surprised to see me coming.

"Eh, sorry well the house is a mess" he said.

I saw the atmosphere of the house, the rent was dark and narrow. I should be thankful for living a luxurious life all this time.

Sweat drenching Aunt mona's forehead.

He got up to make me tea.

A few minutes later he brought me a cup of warm tea.

I let you go to the toilet and just wanted to see the house.

Seeing his condition I creeped, dirty once? are they that hard?

I'm hunting to get out back.

"Kok still have time to walk the road anyway, at dawn we will all go to the hotel right?" ask Aunt Mona.

"Gpp, it's not yet dawn" I replied.

Aunt Mona shook her head at my answer.

I also said goodbye because it was 10 p.m.

Son drove to the car.

I drove home.

Papa was anxiously waiting for me in the living room.

"Thank God you've come" said Papa.

At dawn we all went to the hotel to prepare for the event. Dandani and others.

I'll go to the room immediately. It's so sleepy. I fell asleep too.

Bi Minah woke me up. At 5am. We all rushed to the hotel. For the make up.

Papa bocked several rooms at the hotel outside of the budget wedding organizer. So we all stayed at the hotel.

At 6:30 in the morning I put on my dress. Same with the color of the wedding dress.

At 8 my make up is done.

I went down to the show. It has been seen that the son there is wearing the same clothes as me.

1 Hour of marriage will be in person.

Papa's extended family has gathered.

Papa looks handsome wearing a suit.

Papa is handsome.

Many media covered. I no longer hide behind the scenes.

Papa has acknowledged me in public.

My son approached me.

"You're so pretty" she praised.

"You're mocking me?" my screeches.

"Haha, no, it's pretty" she said.

Ah she must be mocking because my beauty is not natural like other women.

9 Hours went well. Papa is married. I shed tears. My son saw me. Give me his handkerchief.

"Thank you" said the son.

After that we took family photos.

Finishing the show will soon be coming into my hotel room.

I was crying again. I don't know why I'm so whiny this late.

My hotel room was knocking.

I saw who was out there too.

"Papa?" I wiped my tears.

"You've eaten?, don't forget to eat yes, don't make papa anxious again" said papa.

He had time to meet me.

I just nodded.

After papa left I went back to my soft bed. I looked at my phone.

Turns out a lot of missed calls from my schoolmates. Obviously I skipped since Friday, 2 days I didn't go to school.

I lost my appetite for learning.

Just lay down for a moment. Someone else knocked on the door. Disappointed, I put my foot in the door.

"What's wrong?" ask me.

"Can enter? I brought a lot of food" he exclaimed.

"I'm on a diet" I replied.

"Come on, there's no diet at a party like this, or want to eat out" she bargained.

I opened the door and let him in.

My son brought a lot of food into my room.

"Where is all this from?" ask me.

"From the party. The party is over. And the food is still a lot in the buffet, it's redundant if not eaten. Then I brought it here to eat together" he replied.

I shake my head.

He's not shy about taking that much food?

The son began to eat voraciously, like he was very hungry, at first glance I felt sorry to see him. It was possible that he could rarely eat well like this so he acted like that.

I refused to eat again. But to appreciate it I started eating with her.

Son eat with his hands? no use of spoons.

Yeah, he didn't bring a spoon here.

I don't want to eat with my hands. The taste is delicious.

This time I felt the sensation of eating like this. Ah, if every day like this I can get fat again. My sigh.