My Fat Girl

Persuading Raka

Gita sat peeking into Raka's room, slowly she pushed open the door. Raka who was engrossed in playing guitar just glanced for a moment then focused again with her guitar.

"Raka."

"Hem, what do you want?" Raka understood very well that Gita spoke slowly, being nice to him must be something he wanted.

"Week end tomorrow we're going to the beach, come yuk." Gita persuades Raka.

"No, not lazy." Raka answered while continuing to play her guitar.

"Ka. come on. What if I'm wondering if you're not coming." Rengek Gita's.

"And there is Gilang, he will take care of you" said Raka.

"Gue cry if you don't want to come." Gita.

"Lo why the hell, usually just go. Why should I try the same. There must be something to this." Raka suspects.

"Yes you are sad again, I just want to cheer you up. I'm afraid that you stay at home. Know-how jump ntar from tile." Said Gita.

"Well, that's a very narrow mind for young people. I could think that." Raka flicked Gita's forehead.

"Well people if they are upset again like not being able to think clearly." Gita grimacing.

"Udah.have been out there, don't bother me." Raka evicted Gita from her room.

"Raka."

"No.no.."

Gita is desperate, this time her seduction fails. Gita goes to the room and calls Gilang.

"Halo Kak Gilang" he said in a limp tone.

"What's wrong?" ask Gilang.

"Will not come, how will you try?"

"Hhm. Yeah, we both go romantic." Temptation Gilang.

"Genit yes, our goal is to make Raka move on. We don't have to go to the beach romantically."

"Romantic?"

"Yes, every day we are romantic" Gita said.

"Example?"

"In the store I was tightly hand-held by Kak Gilang, bring breakfast, open the car door, almost every day my shuttle. Well every chat there is an emote hug, kiss love. Less romantic what try?" gita Cerocos.

"So you think it's all romantic?" Gilang was astonished to hear the romantic devinisi according to Gita.

"Yes. yesterday fit in buyin batagor aja it's romantic loh. It's something I always call romantic. Rather than romantic just once a year every day there is no attention." Gita again.

"This girl's oath is completely different from the rest." Inner Cross. He didn't think it was that simple as Gita.

"Sister.why silence, is it wrong Gita?"

"Not wrong. I just want to spend more time with you. Sometimes a long walk. We made good memories together."

"Can, if you manage to bring Raka to the beach we walk alone from morning until night. How's it?" Gita gave me an idea.

"agree. I'll persuade him." Spruce. "Now you rest, later I think how to invite Raka."

"Good night, baby."

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"Gita, how about not tomorrow to the beach?" asked Fara looking at Gita.

"Convince Raka first, he did not want to come" said Gita while turning her body back.

"Ka. follow why lo." Fara said.

"No, if you want to go away." Raka kekeh does not want to come.

"Yes Ka, there is no rame." Vian persuaded Raka.

"You guys on why the hell, so excited. I have to come with you."

"should." Answer Gita, Fara, Anita and Vian together. Raka looked at them one by one.

"Gue don't want to." Raka hung her bag to her left shoulder straight out of class. Long time together they will be forced. He just wanted to be alone, calm his mind.

"Raka's vocational school." take Vian. Gita, Fara, Anita and Vian go after Raka. They continue to persuade even though Raka continues to reject him.

Raka's steps came to a halt when she saw Prisil standing at the school gate.

"You're saying he's here again." Raka said slowly.

"Eh.. Prisil said he was here." Said Gita was about to approach but in the same resistant Raka. Raka shook her head so that Gita would not approach Prisil.

"Depract." Raka invites the others to leave the school immediately.

"Raka wait." Prisil ran from the gate, he chased after Raka before entering the car and pulling his hand.

"Raka wait. I know you're angry, upset, hate me. But on the other hand you still love me. You haven't moved on from our love and memories." Prisil held tightly onto Raka's hand. He wished his words were right and melted Raka's anger. And make the relationship better again.

"Who said I haven't moved on?" Raka brushed off Prisil's hand.

"It's easy to move on." Prisil's eyes glazed.

"Lo thinks lo doang can do it. I've even found someone better than you" said Raka.

"So fast, I don't believe." Prisil doesn't believe.

Raka pulled Fara's hand that was about to get in the car. Fara was in Raka's arms.

"Raka, I know you're lying. He's just a classmate. I know you're just hot-hot me. Let me be jealous." Prisil doesn't believe that.

Raka turned over Fara's body until it was in front of Raka. Raka brought her face closer, she put two fingers on Fara's lips and then she stuck her lips on her two fingers.

A moment of silence, thinking Raka and Fara are kissing. Prisil cries, he does not expect to see Raka kissing the girl in front of him. While he never kissed his lips the same Raka.

Both of Fara's eyes glared, she was shocked. His heart was beating very hard but his body felt hollow.

Although it was not real, it made Fara very nervous. He pulled back and then immediately ran into the car.

"What you still do not believe, after I broke up with you I was dating him." pointed Raka and left Prisil who was still in shock.

In their car all he no one dared to ask. Fara who was still in shock played her hand. Raka held Fara's hand to calm down.

"Sorry." His whisper. Fara nodded then pulled her hand. He was getting misbehaved, confused to digest what was happening.