Don't Call Me Fat
Chapter 66.

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Resume.

Arriving at the hospital.

We accompanied Dinda to her mother.

Her mother was lying weakly in that hospital. Her mother had advanced brain cancer.

Dinda cried and hugged her mother.

"Defend ya ma'am" she said while sobbing

I immediately went to the hospital and talked about the disease and the solution for Dinda's mother.

"The patient had to move to a large hospital for surgery" the doctor explained.

The doctor told Dinda.

Dinda immediately agreed. Whatever the best advice he received.

"I don't have that much money for my mother's surgery in a big hospital later" Dinda said.

"Calm down, there's me" I replied.

"You know the nominal?" asked Dinda.

"We discussed with the doctor the estimated cost" I replied casually.

Dinda bobbing head.

"You must be the son of the sultan" he said.

"Hope wait, after all, my son has no sister, and not from a rich man ? when is brother brother different caste?" dinda was confused.

The son then explained to Dinda about our half-brother.

After taking care of everything, my son and I went back to Dinda.

Dinda crying haru.

"Thank you very much well, even though you do not know me, I even had time to slander the son but you want to help me" said Dinda.

"Here, don't be sad, gpp kok" I replied.

I turned to look at the son while smiling lightly.

"Let's go home" I exclaimed.

Son nodded.

My son and I headed to the parking lot.

I got in the car.

"Thank you" said the son while we were in the car.

"Because what?" ask me.

"Because I've been willing to help you" he replied.

"Oh fellow human beings, we must help" I replied.

"The cost is very large, you can take the Hajj" joked the son.

"Haha, you want to take the hajj?" ask me.

The son nodded quickly.

"The wind of Dinda. He needs more. Later ajja if we have graduated from school we take the hajj yah" joked me too.

"Seriously?!" pekik putra's.

"Selow ajja. Jokey. You ajja deh ride his hajj, I still lack a lot, boro boro ride hajj, ajja prayer never, najai do not know" explained me.

The son was silent for a moment. He wanted to guide me, but he was afraid I would be offended.

A moment of silence between us.

"You hungry?" son asked to break the silence.

"Hmm, good" I replied.

"We stop for food first yuk" he asked.

"May" answered me.

"What do you want to eat?" ask her.

"Anyway" answered me.

"There are no foods whose titles are just neng" he replied.

"Hmmm. I'm with you" I replied.

"OK lah" he exclaimed while increasing the speed.

The day has begun to evening.

"Astagfirullah!!", cried the son.

"What's up???" ask me to panic.

"I forgot the ashar prayer" he replied.

It's 4:30. The son immediately went to the nearest mosque. I waited for her in the car.

Lots of chatter on my phone.

From a stranger.

Fake account.

I accidentally saw her.

Since when have I been a stranger to my followers? your account feeling private.

I was surprised to see the lyrics around me.

Who is this guy?

I didn't reply to her.

@Devil: Meet me tomorrow at hotel x, or I'll unload it all.

I'm getting panicked.

A few minutes later the son opened the car door, making me surprised instead of playing. My phone fell.

My son looked at me confused.

"Why???" ask her.

"Ti, there's nothing, I'm just surprised you've come in" I replied.

The son restarted the car engine and drove off somewhere.

The son parked in an ordinary restaurant.

I immediately followed the son.

"Sorry well I don't usually eat in fancy and expensive places" exclaimed the son as if I would protest his same taste.

"Gpp once, but don't be too frequent, not healthy" I replied.

I ordered chicken rice and iced tea.

The son is the same.

"There must be something going on, you can't lie to me" exclaimed the son.

"Something what?" ask me.

"What's up?" ask putra.

I can't lie to him.

"Some of you tried to terrorize me through social media, she used a fake account" I replied.

"Terror? take a look?" ask putra.

I handed over my phone.

"Block it" exclaimed the son as he pressed the block button on the account.

"Don't!!!" my screeches.

"Why?!" ask the confused son.

"I'm afraid that person is really spreading my disgrace" I replied.

"Let's calm, I don't promise everything will be okay but I'll make sure I protect you" replied the son.

"Why are you good to me? didn't you hate me so much? is it because I'm beautiful now, not like I used to be" I asked curiously.

"Stop poisoning your own mind with guesses and prejudices to people" she replied.

"Then why?" ask her.

"When I'm rude to you, I always tell you to reflect it all because I care about you, I don't really hate you" replied the son.

Just now I wanted to deny the waiter brought us our ordered food.

We finished eating and went home soon.

I was shocked to see Aunt Mona crying in pain.

The son was surprised.

"Ma, what's wrong?" ask the worried son.

"What's wrong, my mother fell" replied Aunt Mona.

The son immediately took the medicine box inside.

"That must be a lie, it must be papa" I exclaimed.

Aunt Mona looked at me seriously.

I smiled thinly.

"May be strong, hold on" I exclaimed as I strode towards the top floor of my room. The son ran carrying a medicine box and immediately treated his mama.

I just looked from above.

That's very sorry Aunt Mona. He's too good to be hurt.

I immediately took a shower and lay down in my room, I turned on the room AC, ah fresh and fragrant. Sultan's chamber.

After the magrib son knocked on my bedroom door.

"What's wrong? just come in", I shouted from inside.

It turns out bi Minah.

"Non, sir earlier, he hit the madam" exclaimed bi Minah worried.

"What's the cause?", I asked confusedly.

"Less knowing non, they quarreled and then the master slapped him, after that do not know what the mistress said arrived just hit the madam until she fell, not her guilt the master went instead" answer bi Minah.

My bedroom door was knocked again.

I gave the code to bi. Minah to keep this a secret from the son.

Humans will not change that easily. Papa changed drastically, which surprised me. I thought if love her wouldn't hurt her.