Fat Girl Asmara
chapter 1. Introductions
Everyone thinks beautiful it should be tall, white and most importantly SLIM. But that's what they think, if I'm sighh???
beautiful is where we appreciate what is in us and accept our situation without being inferior or ashamed of others. The point is to be confident..
My name is Raya Putri Atmaja, I am the daughter of the richest man in the country. Anyone who does not know the family atmaja, even the business run by my father developed rapidly to go abroad. Nobody knows if I'm the daughter of an old family because I never published myself . I want them to accept me not because of my family but because of what is inside me.
I have an older brother who loves me very much his name is Gilang Putra Atmaja. My sister has attended one of the best universities in the city. Yeah.he's a watered brain . The tall body, the handsome face, the white skin makes my brother an idol figure for his fans, even though he is not an artist but with all those things who are not interested.
I went to Kartika High School, you know that's my favorite high school in town. I have two best friends who are always there for me they are Yanti and Sari. They were friends with me from the beginning of entering this High School and now we have XI class.
"Rayaaahoo! It's 06:15, come down later you're late for school" shouted my bundle
" yes mother, do not cry this beautiful mother's child has come down" said I as I went down the stairs to the dining table.
At the dining table already seen father, mother and sister Gilang sitting sweet in their respective places.
"For allaaa" said I
"By morning too dear" replied father and mother
"By the first also my adek nduuuttt" said my brother..
Yes he called me ndutt because I was fat . No problem, it is the fact, with a weight of 80kg and height of 165cm. Pretty fat, right?? I don't know where this fat comes from. After that there was no sound other than the clang of spoons and forks, because that is our habit of not talking when eating.
"Mother father, I and brother Gilang left first yes." I said goodbye after breakfast
"Yes dear be careful, Gilang be careful not to speed the car" said my bundle
"Yes yes dear mother .. Gilang will not speed, yes we have left first, mother." replied Gilang
" Assalamualaikum" continued Gilang and me while greeting father and mother
"Waalaikumsalam" replied the mother and father
After 10 minutes finally arrived at the gate of my school and the car kak Gilang immediately stopped.
"So I go first yes, later go home gk try to pick me up want to go with Yanti and Sari. daaa kakaaakkk "my goodbye.
"Let's not go home at night" he replied
"Siaaappp boss" I said
thumbs up.
I saw Gilang's brother just smiling and drove his car away.
I walked to my class through the hallway of the classroom and as usual many of the mouths of the brakes were blong.
"Look at the elephant passing by"
" uh. how come there's a sudden earthquake"
"Oh my goodness, even more so the kingkong"
Huufff why I said the brakes are blong , because they say from nyerocos only. You heard their own mouths. But I'm used to it, take the wind because they always feel perfect themselves.
"Raayaaaaa. wooyyyy" whose voice would be if not my two campreng buddies.
" fightinghhh. You guys can not scream anyway, emang I budek what "my mouth is upset
"Hehehehehe.. sorry Ray, my brother really knows not really.." said Yanti.
"Happy why the hell? " just walk and sit on my stool
" that's Ray , today there will be a new student boy he said ganteeeeng really his person and worse yet he will be the same class as us Rayaaa. I deg deg an nihh" replied Yanti enthusiastically
My friend that one can not stand the name of a handsome guy. But I was also curious about the new student.
"Hemmm.yeah, let's wait then" I said.
Kkrrii.....
"Good morning kids" said Mr. Roni, math teacher
"Good morning sir" we replied in unison
"Today's children you have a new student moving from Jakarta, come in and introduce yourself" said Mr. Roni
The class that was quiet now boisterously saw the student enter the class.
"Wooowwww...my prince"
"Waahhhhh .. handsome, want dong to be his girlfriend"
"Geez I'm gonna faint look at the handsome prince"
Huufffftt.I can only sigh at the reactions of my friends including my two friends who are now glaring with gaping mouths to see it. Indeed he is handsome but no need to overdo it too yaawww.
"Include my name Kevin Satya Permana I moved from Jakarta, thank you" he said
Ohhh .... Kevin's name, I saw his eyes looking at us all and suddenly our eyes met long enough that Mr. Roni's words made us both aware.
"Please sit kevin, your seat is over there" said Mr. Roni pointing to an empty bench in front of me next to Reza
"Yes sir thank you" he walked up to his stool in front of me and I just lowered my face
I don't know why I felt so nervous when I saw him staring at me. Duhh my heart frenzied cenut .
"Hey Kevin, I'm Reza greeting ya "I heard their conversation in front of me
"Greetings to you too" he replied
The lesson continued until the break bell rang and the students rushed to the cafeteria.
Suddenly I saw Yanti poking kevin's back with a pencil and saying
"hay kevin, know me Yanti, this one is Sari and the one sitting next to me Greetings Greetings" he knew
"Haii Yanti, Sari and Raya" he said as he greeted us one by one
When it was my turn our eyes met again and made my heart beat.
And plus my hand never came off it made me even more nervous.
"Ehh . sorry "he said take my hand off
"Oh. gpp" I replied lowered my head.
"Come to the cafeteria "continue me
"Come, you guys don't come" Sari asked Reza and Kevin
"Follow, we're lapers too" replied Reza
The five of us walked to the cafeteria and as usual many nyinyir mouths insulted me.
"Eh look at the elephant passing by .but how come there are princes among them siiih ..."
"Kok the fat guy goes with the prince, not the pantes"
"Gentong is belagu"
My habit is just to be silent and to assume the wind and then their words. After reaching the canteen we sat in the corner happened to be the only thing left fitting for five people
Life is not about perfect, but about appreciating the imperfections of life and when logic is unable to interpret, there will always be a heart that can feel.
~ Kingdom Putri~
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