Don't Call Me Fat

Don't Call Me Fat
Chapter 60.


Just entering the field, many cheered us on. Either praise or mock.


"Tall and beautiful very beautiful well the team from SMA Pelita" exclaimed a student from my old school.


I looked towards them.


The match will start soon.


SMA 7 is already gathered in the field.


I warmed up a little.


Bimo just realized my presence on the field wearing my school volleyball uniform. He was very surprised. Because he knows I'm not good at any sport.


My son is watching me closely. He sits him between the reserves. Even though he was kicked out of the coach he still insisted on sitting there watching closely.


"Who are you, why are you sitting here?" ask Luna to the son, the backup in our team.


"I want to watch my sister compete up close" she replied.


"Who's your sister?" ask Luna.


My son pointed at me. I looked and waved my hand at him.


"Ohh Lily?" luna said nodding.


I did an early passing.


The match went well. We were ahead at the beginning, maybe because our opponents were ordinary.


In the 30th minute we were 25 - 18.


After a short break the second half began. I wipe my sweat and drink mineral water. It's just my feeling or a lot of eyes staring at me.


I went back to the field to continue the second half match.


I looked around. Remembering events2 in the past makes me a little dizzy.


"Are you okay?" ask wulan to worry.


"Eh, yes gpp kok, a little dizzy ajja" I replied.


The match was again exciting. Many cheers Sorai supporters from SMA 7. Being from our school that is present watching can be counted her fingers so little.


"Since when did SMA pelita develop its sport?" ask Reno to the friend next to her.


"Don't know, it's strange that they could win the first round. Change personnel maybe? or the captain? or his coach?" exclaim the king next to Reno, They used to be the famous basketball team in this light High School. So they know a little bit about the strength of the sports team in other schools.


"We'll see the progress" Reno replied.


Round two is complete. We are ahead again 25 - 20.


One more round will determine our victory.


We're back to rest.


I looked at Bimo who was staring at me in disbelief and without blinking a single bit. He left his bench next to Siska.


Bimo headed towards the son who was sitting on the bench. He pulled the son's hand away from the field.


"What are you doing!!!" pekik putra's.


"I want to ask. Where is Lidya, is that really her?" point Bimo at me.


"Didn't you recognize her?" reply son.


"Lidya can't possibly do that, he doesn't know how to play volleyball or any sport" Bimo said.


"Like her it's none of your business. Didn't you let go of your hand as his best friend?" answer son.


Bimo gripped the collar of the son's shirt.


The son then pushed her.


"Don't pretend to care about Lidya, you don't know what she's going through. I know you're disappointed but should you make her cry like yesterday? enough Bim. Be happy with your choice!!!" men snaps.


"If you bother Lidya what else makes her cry again, you will face me!!!" shouting son.


After a short break we returned to the field to continue the next round. There must be 5 rounds. If we win again it means we are 3 sets ahead and declared win without continuing the game until 5 innings.


Hopefully win again. My energy is drained.


"Come on, spirit!!!" shouted Maisaroh from the stands.


I turned for a moment towards her then smiled and returned to the field.


The match took place, Wulan again sent his sharp smash to the opponent.


We went 17-09.


Another bit.


Sweat all over my body.


He was tired but the game was not over.


"Let's finish" he whispered.


I'm nodding. The energy I had left was all to finish the match.


Bimo stared at me without blinking from the stands. He was very impressed to see the current Lidya.


Siska stared dejectedly at the bimo who moved the seat from her side.


Sweat ran down my forehead down to my neck. He made a lot of eyes that started to admire me.


"That's a pigtail, white skin is very beautiful well" praised one of the audience from SMA 7.


"What the hell loe, he's our opponent!!!" reply to the friend next to him.


"I just admire her beauty. I can't" his protest.


"No, I can't!!!" answer his friend.


The match is over.


We won a landslide with the last round of 25-13.


No one clapped boisterously celebrating the start of our victory in the stands. Except for Dimas Maisaroh Adit and the club's volleyball members who were in reserve.


The coach was happy to see us.


"You're great. Father moved. It is still a long way to go to achieve victory. Hopefully in the final later" said our volleyball coach sports teacher.


I sat down limply while continuing to gulp down my mineral water.


"Thank you for the maximum. I rely on you a lot" Wulan said.


"It should be so" I replied.


We got up and went into the dressing room.


My clothes are soaked in sweat.


I wear a special sports jacket from our school.


"I walk for a while well" I said to a friend of the club'.


"Follow" said Wulan and Rara simultaneously.


I just nodded.


Dimas Maisaroh and Adit immediately invaded us.


"I don't think you're that great" said maisaroh amazed.


"Where are you going?" ask Adit.


"You go around ajja, look at this school" I replied.


"Follow dong" cried Dimas.


At the end of the day, we surrounded the school.


Lots of bad memories here. I looked at my old class.


All the bad treatment from the people in my school.


"Kok daydreaming?" ask wulan.


"Li, Lily?" Dimas patted my shoulder resuscitated me.


"Eh what's up?" ask me.


"You're daydreaming what's come to a stop here?" ask wulan.


"Well, nothing" I said.


"Oh, the toilet where the keblet" cried Rara.


Reflex I answered.


"In that corner turn left straight, in the corner" I replied.


They all looked at me confused.


"Kok you know?" ask Rara.


"I happened to be out of the toilet" I said, lying.


"When? your feelings are the same we continue" Wulan investigated.


Don't let them know I went to school here.


"Lidya..." Bimo arrived and called me in the middle of his bustling friend.


Why did he appear at a time like this.


For the first time I didn't like Bimo coming near me.