My Fat Girl

Don't Create a Romantic Atmosphere

Gita scratched her head when she heard her phone ring, she turned off the alarm she set herself before going to bed. But in the end only he ignored and had more to pull back his blanket again, his eyes were not willing to open.His wife still wanted to roam in the dream world.

The deeerrrttzz.....Deeerrrrtzz.....  Deeerrrrtzz....

His phone rang the sign of the incoming call, Gita picked up her bolster pillow and closed her face tightly.

“Do not disturb, I still want to sleep.” He said while pointing.

Gita ignored all the calls and messages coming into her phone, today she is tired

watching Korean dramas until morning. He knows no time when

already watching, even he could forget to reply to Gilang's message.

Deerr.deeerrttt..deeerrr....

Gita's phone doesn't stop ringing, upsetting Gita and having to open her eyes to see her. Gita swiped the green button and then stuck her phone on

his ear.

“Haloo. Yes I woke Raka. But in a minute, five minutes. Or maybe not lo

can leave first.” He said with his voice still hoarse.

“Sayang.” call Gilang soft.

The subtle call instantly made both of Gita's eyes wide open, then attractive

phone from the ear. He looked at the screen of his phone, and his fool again turned out

Missed a video call but she stuck it in her ear.

“Cracker Milles.” Gita whines while tidying her hair. All he checked for fear of having beleks and jigongs on his face.

“Good morning unfortunately I.” Gilang greets Gita.

“Again also dear.” Gita is shy because she just woke up while Gilang already

dress up neatly with his suit.

“Guard keeps bathing, soon I will pick you up.”

“I-you?” Gita held back her smile. In his ears still feels foreign to me as you, because all this time they both only memamnggil lo me even though dating.

“Yes, let us be like any other romantic. Don't you like it?” ask Gilang.

“Like to.” He said he was quickly afraid Gilang would change his mind.

“Alright my dear, now the hunt shower later fear you are late for college.”

“Iya darling.” Gita turns off her phone and rushes off to take a shower.

Gita stood in front of the mirror while brushing her teeth, she was smiling indistinctly. He still feels like a dream of being able to call with Gilang again . She's even more romantic than in High School. Previously he thought that it would stop there only his love story with Gilang.

Plaac.plaac....

Gita patted her cheek hard enough to check that she was completely aware of what

still dreaming.

“Ah.. It seems like this is real. Gita wake..” He tried to pinch his cheek again to further convince himself to be completely sober.

“Sick too, meaning this is really not in a dream right.” He said then gargle.

Gita took out the clothes that she bought yesterday with Fara. Gita wears a light blue shirt in a pair with a short jeans skirt. Not forgetting she smeared lipstick with a brownish color so she did not wear it.

“Mbak Gita, already waiting for Mas Gilang.” Call Bik Nana.

“Iya Bik.” Gita sprayed the parfun all over her body then rushed out.

“Good morning.” Sapa Gita arrived at the terrace.

“Pagi.” Gilang replied with slightly wide eyes, this morning the lover of his heart

looks very pretty and mature. He is different from the Gita who is still as usual.

“Kak, later Gita would like permission to go with Kak Farhan.” Gita bit her lower lip afraid she's not allowed to. “Kak Gilang do not get angry first, so first before Kak

Gilang went home Gita promised to take Kak Farhan to the bookstore. Gita does not want

have a debt so this time I'm going to leave to quickly run.” Gita explains in more detail.

“So you dance like this because you want to go with him?” Cross folding second

her hands.

“Indeed Gita why?” Gita's confused. There is nothing wrong with dressing up.

“Change job, otherwise I won't let you go with him.” Word

“But Kak, what's wrong with makeup Gita.” Gita still asks for the same reason Gilang.

“Have not much to ask, now wear the same shirt trousers only.” Word

Sparkling. She doesn't want Gita to look beautiful when she's not with him

I don't like to see Gita wearing short clothes. The Gita has not rushed

changing, he was still confused by Gilang's request.

“Royle change or you can't go.” Gilang.

“Iya.iya...” Gta immediately rushed to change clothes.

Gita pulled the door of Gilang car and went straight in, when Gita finished wearing the seatbelt Cross thrusting breakfast supplies.

“Breakfast first.”

Gita smiled as she received the box of supplies, she opened it and ate one

favorite sandwich. For a long time he did not have sadwich brought with him Gilang.

“Hhhmmm, so good.” Said.

“Thank God, if you still like.”

“Of course I still like it, but I should have made breakfast for Gilang. But why is this the opposite. Are our souls switched?” The silly question begins

out of Gita's mouth.

Gilang chuckles, “ Exchanged how?”

“Yes those little things should be done by women. Make breakfast, though,

wake up sleep, remind sleep, can not stay up, and do not forget

learn so. But this.ah..the bottom of me is a weird and useless girl.”.

Gita returned to grumbling to herself.

“Heh.. by the way. You are very useful to me. I'm not either

objection to doing all that.” Gilang rubbed Gita's hair gently.

Gita and Gilang looked at each other for a while then they focused forward again. Gita

feel very lucky to be reunited with Gilang again. Attention

The former is truly never lost. Even though he's been gone a long time

yet he remained the same Gilang only turned out to be very handsome and

clever.

A moment of silence led Gita back to her dream world. He was still very sleepy, even though he had taken a bath still he could not help his drowsiness.

"Dear wake up." Biik Gilang's. Gita stretched out both hands.

"Will you arrive?" ask while yawning.

"What time's you sleeping?" ask Gilang.

"Hour half two." Answer Gita nicely. He did not realize that the one who asked was Gilang and surely he would get into trouble.

"Ooo..so that's it." Gilang fussing Gita's ears.

“Hehe.. khilaf, kakau that I go first Kak.” Gita said she was about to escape.

Gilang nodded, “Learn right, later call or whatsapp I picked up

home.”

“Any commander.” Gita took off her seatbelt.

“Gita wait.” Call Gilang again.

“What?”

“Remember yes, can not be close to who is your friend, do not hold hands a distance of one meter. Do not create a romantic atmosphere. Understand.”

Gita bengong first with Gilang's request which he thought was too excessive.

“Understanding commander.” Gita waved her hand and closed the door.

“Creating a romantic atmosphere, what is it?” Gita murmured still while thinking.