Don't Call Me Fat
mai's House part 2

I looked at Maisaroh who was chatting with Dimas.

Then move on to the childhood photos of Maimunah.

My feelings right now are really bad.

I'm going to the toilet. Finished urinating I met Aunt Sofia was being cool at the massage by her maid next to the house.

I ventured to ask Aunt Sofia.

My feet are getting closer. I slide the transparent glass door of the house and immediately suguhi beautiful scenery beside her house Mai.

"Sorry Auntie interfered, I want something?" my ask

"Eh. Lily child, of course you can dong darling, want to ask what?" Aunt Sofia corrected her sitting position and the aunt was told to leave for a while.

"Do Maimunah and Maisaroh have the same birthmark?" ask me

"Hem has just another location" replied Aunt Sofia.

"The birthmark of Maisaroh is where Auntie is?" ask me again.

"On the right arm, if Maimunah is on the left. What's up, honey?" aunt Sofia replied with a friendly smile.

"There's nothing Auntie is just ajja" I replied as I parted ways back to play with Mai and Dimas.

All the way to them my head was always thinking.

"Ah what do I think. I can doubt the original Maisaroh. Obviously Aunt Sofia herself did not doubt her. The birthmark I saw was indeed Maisaroh had on the right. The one in the left photo. Clearly different" my inner.

"Hey. Again think what the hell, very serious" dimas again bother me.

"Yes, to the toilet really long, surely Boker Lo right" said Maisaroh chimed.

Dimas laughed out loud.

"What the hell, I used to babble at people's houses" I protested.

"Haha, relax dong, consider ajja house Maisaroh "excited Dimas.

"Indeed her house times" I replied.

"Haha consider ajja own house" said Mai.

"Stretch very much Lo. Wh why? pms?" ask Dimas.

I just shook my head slowly.

"I'll go to Maimunah's room again?" my permission to Mai.

"Hmm, you know, there's just nothing interesting there, like you saw" Mai replied.

"Gpp, lots of books, I like" I exclaimed.

"Alright, but do not scatter well, later in mad mamah" Mai exclaimed.

Maybe it was because Dimas Mai preferred to chat with Dimas that he let me alone into Maimunah's room.

Instantly my steps stopped. What the hell am I doing? and what am I looking for? want original or not this is none of my business, right?

But my steps are getting closer to Mai's room.

Once again looking for clues, I don't like to be curious like this.

Once there I sat for a moment in that bed. My eyeballs started to turn. Surround that room. I opened the drawer next to the bed.

There's nothing. Blank.

I looked back at Maimunah's book.

Grade 1 biology ledger.

Slowly I opened the book, suddenly a photo fell from inside.

I took a picture that fell on that floor.

This is an old photo, Maimunah before the operation and Maharani?

Two of his two were creepy, it was only natural that they could be friends. I got goosebumps looking at her. It was as if their eyes in the photo were alive and looking at me.

I closed the book again. But something is awkward. I reopened it and I saw Maimunah's birthmark. I was curious to see Mai's photo after the surgery.

I took their photo album. Looking for photos of Mai after the Operation.

It must be this', my mind when I see a photo of a beautiful girl with beautiful eyes. His skin is exactly white Maisaroh at this time. I see on both wrists there's no birthmark. What Maimunah eliminates during surgery well, it could be. So the core of the maimunah has no birthmark anymore. Ok answered already. The one living now is Maisaroh.

Oh, I'm tired of thinking. I also went outside to breathe fresh air.

Maisaroh looked at me confused.

"Your face is very tangled like Napa is in a national exam ajja", chirped Mai.

"Eh. Yes, again thinking about the worldly complexity haha" I replied.

In the afternoon, Dimas and I went home. I asked to be picked up by the driver. I'm not good to have my son pick me up because Mai's house is far away. Poor son later if the soy sauce must be nosebleed again.

While Dimas brought his own motorbike. I also don't feel good about bothering Dimas.

......🌺🌺🌺......

When I got home, I cleaned myself up.

By night, after the Isya prayer.

Son to my room. This time I was surprised because my son used to knock on the door first. Now he came in and I was still wearing a towel.

"Astagfirullah, sorry well" said the son as he ran out and immediately closed the door.

What is it that the son is coming?

I'll get dressed and go to the boys' room.

"What's wrong?" ask me.

"Papa says we're ready. He wants us to eat outside and walk the street" explained the son.

"What, the road? what wind? tumben" reply me

"However, rarely do we walk the family" said the son.

"Hem is too. Ok, I'm ready first" I exclaimed.

When we were ready we gathered in the living room.

"Well, everyone is ready, come on" take papa.

I looked at his face. What's the matter this time? what he plans.

Papa just smiled at me.

This time my dad drives the car.

My son and I sat in the back.

"Where are we going" I asked, breaking the silence in the car.

"Restaurant, we're having dinner outside" papa exclaimed.

Along the way I talked to my son.

"Look at it" exclaimed the son as he pointed at the sky from behind the car's glass window.

"Opaan" I asked.

"God's glory the sky is beautiful tonight" cried the son.

I looked up at the sky from behind the car window. It is beautiful, the moon is accompanied by stars. It's so bright tonight.

But I looked back at the son. It is precisely he who is the most beautiful gift that God loves me.

Son smiling sweetly.

I scooped his face with my hands.

"What a smile smile" I protested.

"Why can't you smile?" ask her.

"Em, it's okay but if the frequency can be diabetes tau" said I.

The son frowned.

"Cock diabetes?" ask him confused.

"Because your smile is sugar, so sweet" my tease.

I saw a red spray on his face. Blush instantly. I laughed too. The school thugs turned out to be innocent as well. Thought me.