
The next day Marisa has a special agenda meeting Samuel. This time they met in a park.
"Before you get here, your homework is done, right?" Samuel confirmed.
Marisa nodded steadily.
"Now tell me in detail what weight loss program you have been on. What results and what obstacles you experience" Samuel ordered while preparing a pen and a notebook on his lap.
"Wow, it will be a long time Muelita" replied Marisa.
"Well, then it's good that you start telling me now. Faster, better."
Marisa then told me fluently about the various slimming drugs she had tried, the diet program she lived, and her discomfort in doing sports.
"This medicine, that medicine, this tea, and that tea. Just makes me diarrhea, always urinate, headache, weakness, and stomach ache. He said homemade herbs worked to get rid of a flat stomach, but look at my stomach is still like a seven-month-old pregnant person. I routinely drink it.
"I also tried fasting, but I gained weight. Reducing sugar, coconut milk, oil, sweet foods, and fat also does not provide satisfactory results.
"I even tried to eat rice for only four tablespoons. The outcome? Big zero," Marisa explained.
"What about not eating rice at all? Replace rice with another?" ask Samuel.
"Just like, Muelita."
"Oh, huh? What did you replace rice with?"
"I replace it with fruit, vegetables, lontong or ketupat."
"Corn and rice are also rice, dodol," said Samuel ketus.
Marisa was just scratching her slightly itchy head.
Samuel then made some notes on his book. "I'm signing you up for the gym, yeah Cin," Samuel asked.
"Don't dong, I'm not ready to meet these macho men over there. I'm still Arjun's wife."
"What, anyway? You know, his brain. You go to the gym for exercise."
"Post it off, deh. I told you that my stomach hurts when I'm brought to exercise" said Marisa.
"You can start with light exercise first, Ica."
"I'm dieting without exercise first, ah. In places like that people look sexy, I'm ashamed."
"Ish, fool each other. Many of them are fat, but still dressed tight and sexy. Diet aided good exercise makes the skin tight."
"Dear, Muelita. No, huh?" marisa Pinta.
"Alright, but you have to discipline the diet."
"I promise. Uh, wait a minute. What diet is this?"
"Look, for a weight loss program, it is actually better you consult directly with a doctor supa-"
"I don't think it's necessary. We'll do it first, if it fails and I get sick, then I go to the doctor" Marisa refused.
"Here, here's how he thinks it's bothering himself."
"You if you can't find a diet that's appropriate for me to say. Don't pass to the doctor, donk."
"OK, okay. Actually I have one way that might be suitable for you, but this is not at all a substitute for the advice of doctors. Based on my experience and my friends. Before I get into the details of how, I'd like to ask my friend the doctor's opinion on the bad, the bad, "Samuel explained.
"Friends or girlfriends? As I recall you once said that you had the girlfriend of a beautiful doctor ...," seduced Marisa.
"Friends" replied Samuel short.
"It's not clear you are sometimes. By the way, Brandon's really your girlfriend?" ask Marisa.
"Rather, isn't he his son?" Samuel asked back.
"Bangetpus. Similar to Chinese artist Lee Min Ho."
"Dwelling ... Korea, Ica," Samuel's errat.
"Ah, same thing."
"I see the same writing. Their faces were the same, too" Marisa replied not to lose.
"hey are. Your sausage."
Marisa throws a triumphant smile. "Then what about that beautiful doctor you said?"
"That's you again, Ca."
"Remember the age, Cin. We're only a year apart, but I already have three kids."
"That's it, you're the odd one. Young marriage."
"Yes, but our other friends are married. You are the one who has not."
Samuel pinched Marisa's nose, saying, "Bawel you. Sickness, soul mate, and death have already set. There'll be time."
"Aw! It hurts." Marisa grimaced while holding her red nose.
Samuel just laughed.
"You always have been. It's so nice to pinch my nose" Marisa grumbled.
"Thank God, because of that, your nose becomes more pointed and beautiful"
Both were stunned. The word 'beautiful' sounds like an awkward compliment. Samuel was a little misbehaved. Quickly add. "It's actually more beautiful because I squeeze often. Your nose turns slender not as fluffy and wide as your nose**," Samuel licks.
"I can't take it, Muelita!" marisa exclaimed furiously while pinching Samuel repeatedly. "From the beginning my nose was slender, not like my nose ****. You're really outrageous."
"Stop, Ica. Forgive ..., pardon ...! Sick, know your pinch. Alright, alright. I'm mistaken. I'm sorry" said Samuel.
Marisa stopped her pinches and sneered with her lips towards Samuel. While Samuel was busy stroking the reddened marks on his body. "The queen of thou, Ica," she said.
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Through his cell phone, Samuel sent a diet note that Marisa had to follow. Marisa stared at the screen of her phone weakly.
'Oh my goodness, welcome to torture. There are so many restrictions on my eating. In the colonial era people died because there was no food, but now people die from eating too much. The world is turned upside down, ' Marisa lamented in her heart.
In order to go on a diet as recommended by Samuel, Marisa must cook two different menus every day. One menu for his family and one menu to adjust his diet.
"Mbak Marisa, buy lots of vegetables today," asked Ms. Linda when she met Marisa at the stall.
"Yes, Mom. Again do not eat vegetables," replied Marisa while putting two bundles of spinach, carrot sekilo, half a kilo bean sprouts, and a kilo of eggplant into a shopping bag.
"yeah! Turned into a herbivore now, Ma'am Marisa," said Bertha who suddenly had joined the limb.
"Vegetarian, Bertha. Not Herbivores" said Erika who was choosing onions.
"Ah, same thing. Essentially a creature that eats plants" Bertha replied.
"Omnivore is right," said Bu Jaya, the owner of the stall who eavesdropped on the women who were shopping. "Soalya Mbak Marisa also shopping for fish and eggs. So it's not just eating plants" he continued.
"Sok on the smart all, which is right it's a mammal," said Ms. Linda.
"Busy talking to you these mammals from earlier you look. If you want to cook again, it's eight o'clock past this," said Kak Ros who had finished shopping and moved home.
"God! Fortunately, Ros reminded me. Go home first. Will soon be airing Rosalinda on TV," exclaimed Bertha.
"Not going forward, Bertha kept watching. Replace Korean dramas, cakes, which are on the rise. It has also been replayed many times by the telenovela. I just memorized the story," said Erika.
"I'm a hard-line telenovela fan so don't try to poison me with drakor, yeah."
"Yes, if you don't want to. I'm just suggesting" Erika replied.
"Come, all. I first," said Marisa while leaving the stall. 'Tomorrow I shop early, the stalls are still quiet so I don't meet the neighbors here. There must be an unfortunate story every time they meet, ' inward Marisa.
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