My Fat Girl

Farhan the Substitute? II

As the rain poured down on the earth, Gita snorted softly as she could not get home soon. In addition, the angkot who took him home never came and finally he was stuck at the stop.

Gita opens her phone, she presses the old Gilang contact. He read the message from the top to the bottom which he deliberately did not want to delete

think of it as a memento and also a longing remedy.

Gita smiles by herself reading her chat which she thinks is very much lebay and bucin.

“Lebay really yes I.” Said slowly.

Gita put her phone in the bag, she saw people running towards her

with bags over the head. The closer it became clear, it turned out that the person was Farhan. Pingin really avoid but what force of circumstances forced him to stay there.

Once at the Farhan stop rubbing his wet arm, he occasionally rubbed his wet hair even though he covered it with a bag.

“Not home?” ask Farhan.

“According to lo?” Said Gita in a tinge.

Farhan nodded, then smiled slightly. Although Gita has been acquainted still behaving fiercely to him.

“Where to go?” ask Farhan again.

“Ke home.” Answer's short.

“Iya knows to go home sweet lady, but will have an address.” Farhan.

Gita was silent, she did not want to give her address to Farhan. If in love

knew he would definitely come to his house, well as the law of nature usually does

a guy is chasing a girl keeps getting the address of a girl will definitely be in samperin.

Gita glanced at Farhan who was rubbing his arms, his clothes soaking wet. She was also very shivering, Gita could not bear to see it. He took the scarf

large dark blue color of his that he often used when in the car if it was cold.

“Nih Sis wear.”

“What is this?” tanya Farhan did not want to accept it, because there was a motive

few flowers.

“This is the fabric I often wear when it's cold.”

“No need, lo aja who wear this is very cold.” Farhan.

“Nothing, Big Brother more need. Look at her body soaking wet, than tomorrow it hurts.” Gita opened her door wide and put it on Farhan's body for not receiving it. After that he sat down again waiting for the angkot to come.

As Farhan had guessed before, the Gita was only fierce outside. In his heart he

real warm. And it's been proven by now, she's a good girl and she's

not wrong to choose.

While Farhan is amazed by the Gita and keeps looking at the Gita, Gita is back in time. These water grains brought him back where he was when he was with Gilang.

“Mau 5warm drinks?” tanya Farhan broke the Gita's daydream. Farhan brought two cups of warm drinks.

“Bby.” Said. Hot drinks, very suitable to warm his body that began to shiver because of heavy rain plus the wind blowing with a little

firmer.

“You milk or coffee?”

“Susu only. Buy where?” Said Gita.

Farhan thrusts the cup from his right hand, he accidentally orders a different drink and lets Gita choose first he will drink the rest.

"So in front before here." Show Farhan.

Actually Farhan brought a car, but seeing Gita who had gone to the stop he chose to accompany Gita.

“Not picked up?” Farhan started to open the conversation.

Gita shook her head while blowing her drink, “Again busy so can't pick up.”

“Against dating, I'm used to also go home alone from the first.” Answer Gita

then sip the drink.

“What if I take you every day?” Farhan offered himself.

“Makasih, but Gita can still go home by herself. Gita go home first yes, tuh angkotnya already come.” Gita moved while waving her hand.

“Iya. Careful.”

“Still, warm milk.” Gita lifts her cup and goes into the angkot.

“Lo is different from the others. I forgot to ask for his number.” Farhan patted his eel.

Farhan saw the patterned cloth worn by Gita, he smiled as if he had a reason to meet Gita again. And have a good reason.

...♡♤♤♤♡...

This morning the Gita was still lying on her bed, with tissues strewn across the bed. Gita felt her head heavy, her body temperature rising. Which makes him even more stuffy with his nose. He can't breathe freely.

Since night Gita had been feeling bad, but she was indifferent and tried to close her eyes. He thought after going to bed he would feel better.

"Oh my goodness, why is this messy room lo." Qila entered while cleaning Gita's room.

"Gita's not feeling well, brother, where Gita's head is heavy." Grumpy Gita.

Qila held Gita's forehead and then her neck, "It's really hot, you were raining yesterday?" ask Qila.

"Huaaacing! No Gita just shady at the rain stop. Yeah, it's gonna have to be a little bit of a run." Gita remembers what she did yesterday.

Qila went to get warm tea and medicine for his sister.

"Lo don't go to college first" said Qila giving the capsule and then warm tea.

Gita put the capsule in her mouth and immediately sipped it with tea water. Gita broke her body again.

Qila covered Gita up to her neck. Qila takes the air conditioner remote and shrinks it so it doesn't cool Gita's room.

"Wake up, are you going to college?!" Raka opened the door hard.

"Sstttt." Qila put her index finger on her lips.

"Don't be noisy" said Qila again.

"Why Brother?" Raka slowly walked towards Gita.

"We have a fever, just let him not go to college first" said Qila.

"Alright, I'm not going to college either." Raka took off her bag.

"Why not go to college?"

"Jagain Gita, kasian at home alone soon Kak Qila will also go to campus right." Said Raka.

"Yes, but there's Bik Nana."

"Nothing a day is not a lecture also does not make a joke." Raka grimacing.

"It's up to you, if so I go first. If later the heat is still high bring it to the doctor." message Qila.

"Yes my beautiful sister."

Raka sends a message to Fara that she is not coming. After that, he took a compress.

"Sister.. Brother Gilang.... Kaka is fine. Gita kangen's.." Gita delirious.

Raka put a towel on Gita's forehead, she could not bear to hear Gita's moans.

"Lo must be very confused with Gilang right." Raka rubbed Gita's hair gently.

"Sister.. Brother Gilang..." Gita suddenly cried until as much as she pleased.

"Taa...Ta. hey wake up." Raka patted Gita's cheek gently for her to wake up. Raka hugged Gita who never woke up. His joy is lost when Gita sleeps. Maybe the cure's working so Gita's asleep.