
"Ra, you've been snacking all the time, aren't you afraid that your body will stretch?" ask Gita. He was astonished since Fara had continued to chew choco chips without pause.
"No, you want to?" Fara thrust the packet of biscuits at Gita. Gita shakes.
"No, you are. I hard-earned diet if most eat biscuits later my weight goes up again," grumbled Gita. He remembered the times when his weight reached seventy kilos.
"Why is it fat?" ask the plain Fara.
"You don't know, Ra. I almost dropped out of school because I used to be bullied. My weight is more than normal. I looked really ugly back then" said Gita.
Fara stopped her biscuit chewing. "It's just awful they're the same as you. Just because it's fat and then you're shunned?" Fara felt sorry for Gita. Gita nodded.
"There are rich people in this world. What if you're fat who lost them? It's what you lost," ledek Fara. Gita glares.
"Fara." Gita is bullying her best friend.
"God, Git. Forgive me!" he said while laughing in amusement.
"Ah, let's go in! Soon the lecture will start," Gita asked. Fara walked in the steps of Gita.
Elsewhere, Cello was recalling his wife's recent habits.
"Sir, are you okay?" asked Anwar who had been watching his boss.
"I was just wondering about my wife. Why has he eaten so much lately. He usually left food behind" replied Cello.
Anwar shrugged his shoulders. "It's not better, if he has trouble eating then check with the doctor" Anwar suggested.
"Doctor?" Cello thought again. "Don't he..." Suddenly, Cello got up from his seat and called his mother.
"Cummer, Ma. Can come to my office. I want to ask you something important, Mama" asked her mother.
"It just so happens that your mom is in a restaurant near your hotel. Mama will be there now" replied Mama Cindy.
"Good then. I wait, Ma." Then Cello hung up.
Not until fifteen minutes, her mother came to the cello room. "What's up, Bang?" ask Mama Cindy.
"Ma, could it be that the signs of a pregnant person are one that eats a lot?" ask Cello.
"What's? Could my daughter-in-law be pregnant?" ask Mama Cindy back.
"I don't know for sure, Ma. But it seems like it is. For a few days he ate a large meal. I was surprised to see it. He never eats more than a plate" said Cello.
"Are there any other signs of nausea like vomiting in the morning?" ask Mama Cindy to make sure.
Cello shook his head. "No, Ma. Besides eating a lot there's no more."
"Is he late for the moon? When was the last time he had a guest?" cecar Mama Cindy can't wait. She was excited to hear her daughter-in-law was pregnant.
"I don't know, Ma" replied Cello.
"Hish, basic husband is inconsiderate. The last time the month came you should take note. So you know if your wife is late or not."
"Why should I take notes? I'll ask Fara."
"I'll call him first. I just want to make sure the college hours are over." Cello took his cell phone and contacted his wife.
However, when he tried to contact Fara over the phone connection Fara did not pick up. Maybe he still has class. After that, Cello sent a short message to his wife.
"How's it?" ask Mama Cindy.
"Attent, Ma. We'll wait for Fara's reply" said Cello.
Trings
A message came in. Cello read the message. "He's done in half an hour, Ma." Cello told his mother.
"Well, we'd better catch up with him now" suggested Mama Cindy.
When out of his room with his mother, Cello gave a message to his subordinates to handle work while not in the office. "Well, sir," Anwar replied.
A moment later Daisy came to her brother's office. "Where are you going?" ask Daisy.
"We want to go" replied Mama Cindy.
"Bang, I want to take care of these letters," Daisy said of her purpose in coming to Cello's office.
"Take care of Anwar. I have to go out with my mom" Cello ordered his sister.
"OK," Daisy answered briefly.
After the departure of Cello and his mother, Daisy approaches Anwar. However, when he walked his feet tripped to make him fall. "Ouch!" Daisy grimaces in pain.
Anwar crouches down to help Daisy wake up. "Next time be careful if you go again!" said the man gently.
Daisy's heart pounded as Anwar held her hand. "Thank you" said Daisy softly. His face was shamed with shame.
"Are you sick? Why is your face flushed?" anwar asked when he accidentally looked at Daisy's face. Daisy's getting clumsy. He doesn't know how to hide his feelings.
"I'm fine. Uh..." Daisy's legs hurt when she was made to step.
"Let's treat your wounds first!" Anwar picked up the girl and invited her to sit on the sofa.
"I'll get you some medicine for a second." Daisy nodded in understanding. A moment later Anwar walked in with a box of medicines.
Anwar took a cotton swab and painstakingly cleaned Daisy's wound. "It must have hurt your knee to bleed like this" Anwar said without looking at Daisy.
"It's okay. I'm just not careful" Daisy replied unwell when Anwar's hand touched her knee.
"It's done" Anwar said after attaching the plaster to the injured part.
"Thank you, Mum." Anwar smiled in response to the words of the girl he had long since assumed.
"Are you always this sweet?" Suddenly the sentence came out of Anwar's mouth as he stared intensely at the face of the girl sitting before him.
Anwar had not yet moved from his crouching place. They look at each other. Unknowingly the two pressed their lips together.
Will their love be united?