Failing to Get Married Because of Fat
16. Moving house

Mr. Abas went into Tsamara's room. After getting permission from his son. He told me what he had just received from Anwar's family. He even showed me his picture. Tsamara looked at the photo that her papa was holding.

"This is a picture this morning, Pa. So just because they saw me ride a bike, they really thought we were poor? Geez, very shallow in his mind." said Tsamara seemed to smile thinly. Mr. Abas nodded and replied with a faint smile.

"I'm sorry Tsamara yes, pa. Because of me, papa's relationship with om Anwar is bad."

"It's okay. Papa was even grateful for the incident, so that it could save papa from humans like Anwar." Tsamara seemed to nod her head, replying to her papa's words.

"Papa has a plan. That's if you and your sisters agree."

"Plan? What, pa?" Tsamara frowned looking at her papa.

"We follow their thinking, pretending to be poor."

"Well! Pretend poor?" Tsamara rounded her eyes and opened her mouth. Quite shocked by his father's thoughts.

"Yes. We're gonna do that. Sometimes in life, we have to do something new, so that life does not feel monotonous.

We're looking for a rented house that can accommodate the four of us. We do our homework together without a maid.

We do this acting until the time when you can turn thin, and get your revenge done."

"Tsamara agreed, pa." with a sparkling face he hugged his papa.

**

As the night progressed, Mr. Abas expressed his intentions to his children. Farah and Soffin were similarly shocked. The two of them closed their eyes and opened their mouths.

"Pretend poor?" muttered both. While Mr. Abas and Tsamara nodded enthusiastically with a smile.

"By, pa. I also want to test my friends. If I was poor, would I still want to be my friend" Farah said, agreeing with her father's intentions.

"What's it like, pa. Poor it?" chirp Soffin innocently.

"We haven't lived in this house for a while, baby. We'll live in a small rented house. All our needs, which prepare also our own. How, do you want to?"

"May, pa. Let's try it first."

**

Mr. Abas has obtained a medium-sized rented house, because it must accommodate his three children and himself.

In the house has been provided a bed, sofa, tv and other glassware. So they do not have to bother carrying such items from home.

Now they are getting ready to pack their necessary things. Then arrange neatly in a suitcase. After that, they rested the body, for the last time in that house. Because tomorrow her acting of poverty will begin.

**

They, the household assistants deliberately stayed at Mr. Abas' house. To take care of the house as usual. And if at any time Anwar's family comes there, they can help launch the family acting Abas sir.

The domestic assistants, feel unwilling and kasian to their employers. Who is willing to do all this for the sake of an act of revenge.

After saying goodbye, Mr. Abas drove his car to a rented house not far from where he lived.

It only took them fifteen minutes, they had arrived at a house measuring 12x10m.

"What do you think of the house?"

The first impression when looking at the house, is beautiful, cool, and calm.

Because in the yard of the house, there are rambutan trees, mangoes and longan. Also some ornamental flowers with various types.

"The house is good too, pa. Tsamara likes."

"Yes, Farah likes it, too."

"Soffin likes it too, pa. There are his fruits. Just climb up."

"Yes, let's go in." Papa got out of the car, which was immediately followed by his three children.

They carried their respective suitcases while circulating their gazes.

When the door opened, they stepped into the house. With a look that has been going on since.

"The house is good too, pa. Farah will also definitely be at home here" said Farah.

"Yes, I pray like that too."

After being satisfied to look around the entire room, they entered their respective rooms. From then on, they cleaned the room, then arranged the items in the cupboard.

Tsamara, who finished first, exits the room and checks the room, Soffin. To see, his sister was finished or not in the work.

And, Tsamara also helped her sister who turned out not to be finished. He directed his sister how to arrange good clothes in the closet. Also arrange other stuff.

After finishing tidying up the room, and arranging the goods. They gather in front of the tv, to eliminate the tiredness that plagues their bodies.

"We cook yuk, for lunch later." take papa.

"Come." exclaimed the three children compactly.