
"Kok you're here?" dinda was confused.
"I'm sorry, Dinda, I called her" I replied.
My son sat next to me.
"Son, I'm sorry if this has been a lot wrong with you, I also thank you very much for all your help, I say goodbye" said Dinda.
His voice was shaking withstanding the cries.
"Me too, sorry if something went wrong, but where? where are you going?" ask putra.
Dinda explained her plan.
The son understood.
"May you, Mbah and your baby be fine, do not ever think to abort her yes" advised the son.
"No, it's safe" she replied.
"So how's your school?"ask putra.
"I dropped out of school, sooner or later school will know my situation, and which school will accept a pregnant woman?" exclaim Dinda.
"Lidya, son, I must leave immediately. There's a lot of things I have to prepare" her saying.
"What can we help you with?" ask me.
"God, I can be alone, thank you very much well, later if you want to leave I will tell you" replied Dinda.
"Well, if so let us take you to the airport" exclaimed the son.
Dinda just lifted her thumb sign in agreement.
He also walked further away.
I saw a sad expression on the face of the son.
"Do you like Dinda?" ask me.
The son immediately dismissed the accusations.
"No, I'm good to him because he's my friend" the son argued.
"Not that, I see you mind letting go" my tease.
"No" denied the son wrong behavior.
Dinda is beautiful, sweet and feminine. Her body is sexy, plump part chest and butt. Which man is not tempted to see his body.
But unfortunately he instead uses it for things that are not good that actually damage his future.
That was also the reason why he was often harassed by students at school because his tight clothes showed every shape of his body. He was quiet in class.
My son and I are still at the cafe.
"Now what?" ask me confused.
"I want to order ice cofe" exclaimed the son rising from where he was sitting.
I saw Bimo and Siska walk into the cafe.
Of the many cafes in this city why they have to come here anyway.
Bimo saw me. I pretend I didn't see.
The son came with a sumringah carrying his ice coffe and a bowl of vanilla ice cream.
"It's ice cream for you, you like to eat ice cream" exclaimed the son.
I put on a sad face.
"Why?" ask her.
" I'm on a diet, can my fat back if I eat this ice cream, imagine how big the calories are?" reject me.
"That's it once, not every time" the son kept telling me to enjoy it.
"Brotherhood or courtship?" siska from the next table, Siska already knows my identity, she also knows my half-brother's son.
"Iri said Boss?!" reply to me while smiling cynically.
Siska looked annoyed as Bimo scolded her.
Siska looked at me disgustedly.
We finished our coffee from there.
"Eh Bimo, how are you, have not seen each other for a long time" I exclaimed as I sat beside Bimo.
Sisma was surprised to see me.
"Heh Siska, you remember me. Lidya the fat one you bullied at school, it's me now, no matter what anyone says about my surgery. It hurts so much. In surgery, on the other side of the verse, but not as sick as you and Bimo, do not forget that" I exclaimed.
"Operation ajja is proud" he retorted.
"Bimo this is my best friend, who you always bullied first, you really don't know shame well, licked your own spit that you threw away, you Matian Matian insulted us but look now, look, you're dating someone you despise" I exclaimed.
Siska quiet.
"And you're Bimo, after you're handsome, no more geeky, your friendship taste has also changed instead of me, you don't want to be friends with liars and plastic monsters like me. What we went through didn't mean anything at all, not only did I change, but you, you kept blaming me for lying to you, you didn't even accept my apology. We both forget the past" I said.
"It's Lidya, don't blame Siska, I'm wrong, after all we're just acting out, not dating, why you have to be this angry at Siska" Bimo exclaimed.
Bimo even defended Siska now.
"Only my best friend? hahaha, stupid I think we are right before, the good bimo that used to no longer exist in this world" I exclaimed disappointed.
Siska didn't even apologize to me for all her treatment of me.
Still vividly recorded in my memory every treatment they had on me.
My son patted my shoulder.
"Lidya, let's go home" she said.
"Oh yes Lidya, the memory of our friendship used to forget it, let's live each other's lives" Bimo exclaimed to me.
I really do have pain hearing it.
Without saying I went straight away.
My son hugged my shoulder while walking.
"Patience well, do not take revenge, every act of a bad person is the same as we forgive, it is nobler than revenge" advised the son.
"There are still many other friends, and there is me who is always by your side, you are not alone" exclaimed the son calming me.
All the way in the car I just kept quiet.
Busy with my daydreams in the past.
The more I want to forget, the clearer it becomes in my memory.
My phone rings, Dimas calls me.
I raised it too.
"Lidya Wijaya, have you eaten?" her question arrived.
"Oh, anyway, only he has eaten using the full name so" my protest.
I am not ashamed of my real name, Lidya Wijaya.
"I've come home from the hospital. You don't want to visit me? here I need a friend to eat" he exclaimed
"Newly this time there are people who are sick to ask in jengukkin, eat ajja with friends, spoiled anyway, why are you all asking for bribes with maids?" reply me.
"Haha, I wait, well, I won't eat if you don't come" he threatened.
I was breathing heavily.
"What's wrong?" ask putra.
"Take me to my friend's house well, I want to visit her, later you go straight home to run away between me" I exclaimed.
"Well, if you want to go home later, call me, and I'll pick you up" said the son.
"Ready, if I don't call it means I go home alone well, there is also a standby driver at home right" I replied.
"Wow, is that going to be a date or something?" goda putra's.
I pinched the son's arm.
"Okay, sick, not until his beloved brother is not in ajakin jenguk loh" tegoda son again.