Fat Broken Wing

11. Writing Changes the View

~Sometimes what we say, is not always really from the heart because logic often takes part in the role of~

The night is getting late, making the moon and stars show each other their brilliance in the

up there. While the most perfect creatures of God, most are busy reaching the dream world, but not with men of high stature, who were busy flipping through blue-covered books, which were, which he accidentally found in Kiyara's bag. His face was repeatedly lamenting, the muttering of an apology often escaped his lips.

Bandung, January 11, 20xx

Agam, where are you … ? he said you were going to the same school as me but until I got to eighth grade, you didn't come. Gam, are happy and sad indeed come one package? Today I'm both happy and sad, you know? Today's announcement of OSN Biology at my school, and I managed to become a student who would represent

my school was to follow OSN at City level, but I was sad .. My friend, Aurel. He said I didn't deserve to represent the school, because my body was fat and he accused me that my results were not

pure.

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Bandung, January 22, 20xx

Is fat an imperfection for humans? Why am I always treated unfairly? Am I not worthy to be like them? Why am I always being ostracized? What wrong? Did my fat hand ever hurt them? Did my lips ever touch them? Did my feet ever kick them?

Today her brother Aurel came to see me at school, his face looks good even though he is strict like Kak Dafa. But, it turned out that I was mistaken ...mistak ..the man insulted and demeaned me in front of my friends in a loud voice. Occasionally his big hand grabbed my shoulder or chin and pressed it hard .

now it's getting bruised, gritted. I had to hide it from Mother, Father, and

Sister Dafa … !

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Bandung, January 21, 20xx

Agam, you know? I just got home from tutoring at ten in the night. My body ached, not because it was beaten by the one who locked me in the bathroom this afternoon, but because my efforts to break down the door were in vain. After the last lesson I met his brother Aurel again, it turns out he still holds a grudge against me, and in the end

I was locked by him in the bathroom where tutoring, lucky after nine o'clock there was Pak Satpam and Kak Dafa who came looking for me.

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Bandung, January 23, 20xx

The influence of his brother Aurel felt once today, the originally good friends now no longer want to greet me. Making Aurel even more arbitrary to me, he hid my uniform so that I was punished by Ms. Aina, him too

slandered me during a daily math retrial and I was again kicked out of class. Why couldn't he accept the defeat of the OSN selection a few weeks ago? And why am I the victim?

*I will try to reduce my weight*, so I can have many friends … !

Agam, come immediately … !

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Bandung, February 20, 20xx

For a long time I did not write, one week yesterday I was hospitalized .. diet that I did was bad for my body. Fortunately, the City-level OSN that I participated in was still able to go through well, not disappointing the school despite my expectations

puffing out the evil mouths that always insulted me I could not do and instead became, even now not only bullying verbs that I received but also physical bullying. Made me stick to the diet, which ended up in the hospital …

A few days before the drop, I felt so scared to school that the shadow of bullying that I always received was always haunting, wanting to tell Mother, Father, and Sister Dafa, but was afraid to make them worry. Worse still, when the doctor was handling me

coming to check on me, I stole the doctor's speech .. He said I had severe stress that led to depression. Be now, every 2x a week I have to see a psychiatrist for my recovery.

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Bandung, February 25, 20xx

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“What … ? apparently he had an intention to end his life. Yes Allah ... did not really expect me, the effect of my speech used to really affect his life after that,” said Tama, while rubbing his face that is sad with regret. His fingers turned back the paper

paper and read it solemnly, which made her feel even more guilty for the journey of life Kiyara went through.

Bandung, June 27, 20xx

Today, my graduation day from junior high school .. Alhamdulillah I got a first-seater champion, both from school exam scores and UAN. And I'm the highest in the province, almost perfect if in the math exam I didn't make two mistakes.

Father-Mother and Kak Dafa gave me a surprise, namely a ticket to Surabaya .. to take a vacation to the house of Pakde Reza and pilgrimage to the grave of Grandpa and Grandma. Before the holidays arrive I have to find a different school to Aurel, like the orders from his sister last time.

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Bandung, June 29, 20xx

I enrolled at Bunga Harapan High School, the most favorite prestigious school in Kota Kembang .. I originally wanted to get into a public school that was close to home but also had a good reputation, but unfortunately … Aurel even enrolled in that school, so I gave up. I was going to go to a public school on the outskirts of town, but Kak

Dafa gave me a suggestion to go to his high school first because of his famous quality, and he was sure that I would definitely go in there.

Kak Dafa's remarks turned out to be proven, even before I applied to the school .. came a scholarship notification letter at Bunga Harapan High School addressed to me. Back then, it was my only hope that another kindness would accompany my footsteps upon entering that school.

AGAM .. I HOPE YOU GO TO SCHOOL

SAME WITH ME … !

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“Who the heck, this Agam .. from the beginning until either sheet how the name is always written Kiyara?” monologue Tama.

Bandung, July 14, 20xx

Today is my first day of school, the series of MOS activities is the opening..This morning just set foot in the field, I have got a clash of a tall man, I have got a, with the eye color so hypnotic ... blue .. somehow, why when I look at those eyes as if I can get into it, it feels like diving into the ocean

the deepest. But, dear ... everything is the same .. always look at the physical.

is everything.

Will my steps always be peppered with bullying again? Hopefully not … !

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“Shit … ! not strong I read it .. skip ..” his hand back open sheet by

the ivory sheet of paper, his lips occasionally commented on every incident written by Kiyara. Until the writing of the book, the year has changed and changed …

“Good SMA time is not much different from the time of SMPnya.”

“Oh, Agam was his childhood friend .

he's time naughty bully. Keep Cakra's twin sister Agam, duh ribet deh... Dave, bule kiyara's upperclassmen who often bully to Kiyara.” Tama mangosteen, while understanding Kiyara's writing. Then his forehead frowned deeply as he read the scratches on the last sheet of the book.

Bandung, April 20, 20xx

This is the last sheet I wrote in your handbook, Gam. May the dark story in

this book is closed and will not be repeated in the time of College, aamiin. Gam.... It has been one year more ‘dia’ no news ... after the incident of blood in the park one year ago, whether now in a state of good or not, either, but may ‘dia’ always be given protection by Allah S.W.T aamiin .. Bye SMA Bunga Harapan …