Help out! I Want Skinny

Part 6's. A Part of the Deepened Taste

The world cold war is over. However, at Marisa's home the cold war is just beginning. Along with the deterioration of Marisa and Arjun's relationship, a tense atmosphere covers the house. Exceeding the tension of the first night. The two no longer talk to each other. Children become quiet and moody, as if they can feel the loss of warmth in their family. Maybe the Cemara family is only on TV.

Marisa keeps doing chores and household chores, but has lost her passion. What he does is only to fulfill the obligation.

Angga who has a critical nature began to protest at his mother. "Mi, how are we fed this food! Salty vegetables, sweetened salted fish, sauteed tempeh. Aaahhh .. If this is how Angga does not want to eat."

"If you don't want to eat Mamita cuisine, yes. Find mom just there," replied Marisa ketus.

That is, I don't know who's at fault here who is clearly affected by the entire house.

Samuel called to ask Marisa. The woman, aged three, sobbed on the phone, complaining of an argument that had occurred. Samuel invites Marisa to meet at his house.

"Drink this. I added lemon, honey, and mint to it. Very fresh, "samuel bargained, handing a glass of cold drink to Marisa's hand.

"Thank you, Sammy," said Marisa.

"Sammy? Not Muelita?" samuel Goda.

"Come on cousin. Don't tease me," said Marisa a little blush.

"Swives of the moon. Your father and my mother are one hometown, that's all."

"You forgot one thing. They almost got married if your mother hadn't been tempted by a richer man."

"It's not like that happened, Ica. Precisely because your father was a playboy cap lizard, made my mother prefer the loyal ones. Rich is just a bonus." Samuel defended his mother.

"Well ... okay .... Maybe that's what the name does not match," said Marisa.

"Oh, with you I seem to forget my problems" said Marisa chuckling, but soon the laughter turned to tears.

Samuel hugged the woman and let her cry on his shoulder. The sobbing sobs made the glass in Marisa's hand shake.

"I feel bad and like Upik Abu, Sam," said Marisa.

Samuel's fingers wanted to stroke the jellyfish's soft-hearted woman's hair, but quickly lowered his hand back. No matter how close their friendship is, Marisa is still someone's wife.

Marisa and Samuel started making friends at school. They are a gang of nine people. Seven women who are tacky and coquettish and two men who feel themselves cool. A comparison that is not worth it. However, they remain compact. If one of them is disturbed, the other will come to defend.

At first two students - Samuel and Hendra - joined the seven schoolgirls to be considered cool to be friends with many girls. The reality is that what happened was very different. Not both of them are contested by girls, but instead they are contaminated by the seven girls. Both of them became feminine and began to aggressively perumpi more than the village mothers.

The nine companions were ordinary disciples. Gossiping, eating, and exercising are the joys they enjoy the most. After graduating high school, the gang split up. There are those who immediately marry, some work, and some continue to study at different campuses.

Samuel and Marisa happen to be one campus just different majors. Marisa majored in economics, while Samuel majored in engineering. Initially Samuel was about to choose a major in ordinance, but he mistakenly wrote the code for a major in engineering when applying. So rather poor Samuel was accidentally stranded on an island inhabited almost all men. Since associating with the same sex, the nature of mother-mom in Samuel began to fade.

Samuel himself did not know for sure since when he felt something different when he saw Marisa. Over time, the woman grew quickly into a stunningly mature woman. However, nothing seems to have changed in the way Marisa looked at her best friend. He didn't even realize that Samuel the witty, slightly feminine, and the ringleader of gossip had become a tough, masculine, and handsome man.

Marisa still often calls him Muelita as when in High School first. The nickname instantly made the courage of Samuel ciut about the size of a head louse. Like there's a hypnotizing force in that name.

When Marisa called him by that name, he could not show her true side of her personality. Without being prevented, his waving soul simply appeared and Samuel helplessly resisted. Intentionally or not, he realized he had deliberately received the call. However, Muelita's name was what made her so close to the woman.

Only in the form of Muelita, Marisa is so open to him. Marisa thinks of herself as a sister. There's no awkwardness. On the other hand, Samuel played his part while harboring great and painful desires. 'If only you knew, Marisa. I'm really a guy who likes the opposite sex, Samuel's inner self.

Holding that taste is not so good. It's like paying off old debts to a close friend. Not billed it feels crowded because it again needs money. If charged later like a beggar, because often who have more fierce debt.

This is Samuel's dilemma. This love feeling if kept under wraps continues to be depressed inward. If revealed later can damage friendships. What else likes the same people, it feels sinful once and there can be himself scorned by people. Then there is character assassination.

Well, before he had time to express his love for Marisa, Arjun had already proposed to the woman. Unfortunately, until now the feeling never faded, as hard as he tried to eliminate it. Samuel feels lost in love. Like a defeated army before war. Like a flower that withers before it develops, dies before giving birth.

After downing three glasses of drink given Samuel, along with the lemon skin that floated in the glass, Marisa was able to calm down.

"Ca, it's lemon that doesn't need to be eaten" Samuel reminded, but it's too late.

"Nothing. Mubazir. Pamali, it could be a long way off. Moreover, the price of lemons is expensive now" said Marisa while removing four lemon seeds from her mouth.

"Try telling me every detail. I want to know. I don't know what you said on the phone yesterday. It's not clear what you're talking about, you're roaring like a cat about to have a baby."

"I ... I .. I'm not strong anymore, Sam." Marisa is back.

Finally Marisa tells him everything that has happened, including what Arjun told her.

After telling the story, Marisa felt a little relieved. He rubbed his eyes with tissue and rubbed his eyes. "Ah, I feel my burden is a little light after revealing everything to you," Marisa said.

On the other hand, his interlocutor tightly clenched his jaw. Red color on Samuel's face. His hands clenched in his lap, struggling to temper the anger in his chest. Anger that almost burned itself out because it was stuck inside. However, common sense soon returned to him.

Samuel took a deep breath.

"I would love to beat up that man and tear his evil mouth apart. If only he were someone else. Of course I will not hesitate to do it" said Samuel.

"Fate, Sam. I'm fat and grubby. Like an **** that plays in a mudhole. While the bohay woman, like a cute house cat that has a thick and beautiful hair. We are not comparable. Bang Arjun would have preferred to hug the cat rather than a disgusting animal" Marisa said with a bitter smile.

Samuel looked at the woman who had taken away her confidence. 'You're precious, Marisa. You're so beautiful, your husband is blinded by lust that he can't see a diamond covered in coal.' However, his voice was stuck in the esophagus.

"Do you still love Arjun?" ask Samuel carefully.

"Bang Arjun will definitely divorce me, Sam. I know that."

"It's up to him to divorce you or not, which is important right now. Do you love that man?"

Marisa breathed a heavy sigh. The question was only answered with tears falling on the cheek.

Samuel understood, yes, that love was still there. 'How lucky ******* that', ' Samuel wrote in his heart.

Deep in Marisa's heart, she still wants to be with Arjun for life in the body. Arjun is kind, sweet, and romantic.

"Just fight for your love or you'll regret losing it. Show that you can rise, you are beautiful inside and out. I will support you" said Samuel. Support means love.

"How?" ask Marisa wonder.

"You have to be slim like you used to be."

"I don't want to be appreciated only when I'm skinny, Sam."

"Listen, you will understand it one day, but now just follow my advice. We'll make Arjun regret his words."

"Oh no .. I've been trying to be skinny all this time, but it always fails. If it goes down a little then before long it even goes up twice," whine Marisa a little spoiled.

"I'll make sure you succeed this time, Ica," said Samuel.

"How are you sure? I'm no longer sure about myself."

"Hey! Don't underestimate yourself, Mom."

"Ah, you make it seem like nothing is impossible, Muelita. Alright, alright. This is a war between me and the two men. Arjun and that woman."

Samuel nodded slowly. 'This time I'm really bothered to be called Muelita, ' he said in his heart.

"so. Ashes will turn into Cinderella, and I will be her fairy godmother" Samuel joked.

"Now go home. Pity your children will soon be home from school" continued Samuel.

"Then what about that skinny body?"

"I'll tell you later. Just wait."

"All right, see you. Thank you for today" said Marisa.

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