My Fat Girl

My Fat Girl
Social Service VI



The morning was dark, the sky was black


it's thick today. Not like two days ago that was sunny and hot. Gita cleaned her clothes so that when the afternoon arrived she did not rush packing and immediately put them in the trunk of the bus.


Gita takes a color cardigen shirt


old gray, he's out with Fara and Vian. He doesn't want to be far from


they both did not want to look at Farhan's face. He's still traumatized by Farhan.


Farhan occasionally stole the same view


Gita, she's very sorry and wants to apologize to Gita. Vian who knows Farhan stole a look at Gita immediately tells Gita to be behind him.


Farhan turned back to look at Gita, but he got a sharp look from Vian. Both pairs of eyes were emitting hatred and a desire to kill.


Farhan gulped, he began to unsettle. In his heart said that Gita had told her friends.


Finish the briefing they are ready to carry out


the last task, namely eating with the citizens and giving donations to the


the village that they had gathered before they left.


All students blend in with the citizens


to help make a meal together. They cook great today, with


cutting goats that have been prepared by the village temple lurah.


“Gita.” Call Farhan slowly. Gita


look slowly, then look back ahead. His body trembled again, as Farhan called out to him and tried to approach him.


“Gita, I want to talk to you for a second.


Please, after that you may want to not talk to me again.” Farhan


he could talk to Gita this time.


Gita is confused, she is scared but she does not want to continue in the thickets of fear when she sees Farhan. Gita finally nodded slowly. Farhan invites Gita to chat in a place that is a little away from the citizens so that their conversation is not heard by others.


Gita agrees, she must solve her problems before she gets home. And after that he will never see Farhan again when he returns.


Farhan turned awkward, though,


actually, he no longer has any face to talk directly with Gita. But every second he continues to be pursued guilt makes him dare to chat with Gita.


“Gita, I know you must be mad at me. You can hate me or if you want to hit me too I accept. But please, excuse me for being this stupid." Farhan said with regret.


“Yes Brother, Gita sorryin. Gita hopes in the future Kak Farhan does not do this again with others. Enough Gita to feel this fear." Said Gita.


“Iya Gita, I must have learned from this incident. I promise." Farhan raised both of his fingers in the shape of a V.


"But we can still be friends, right?" asked Farhan hesitated.


"Sorry Brother, for now Gita has not been able to be friends with Kak Farhan." Gita.


"Gita. please.." Farhan grabbed Gita's hand. Gita pulled his hand.


"Gue please, give it another chance. I promise I'll fix everything." Farhan again grabbed Gita's hand.


Buughhhh......!!!


Vian ran and hit Farhan in the face,


he pulled Farhan's collar and returned to punch Farhan in the stomach.


"Don't you ever dare bother my people, or you wanna die!" Vain said with a furious rage.


“Vian..Vian.. hetikan.” pinta Gita


while holding Vian who still wants to beat Farhan.


“Lo.. rotten man! Lo it's a student


exemplary but why behave like an asshole!” Jerky Vian.


Vian is increasingly unable to control his emotions when he sees Farhan who has made Gita scared but still has a face to make friends with Gita.


“Vian..hold don't emotion what say.


the village later.” Said Fara who had just arrived.


“Gue Don't care. Even if


it can indeed kill people, I will kill him now!” Vian held onto Farhan's collar tighter and tighter.


Farhan did not fight back and


not to argue with Vian, what he said was true. Now she's


“Build lo!” Vian cried after him


pushing Farhan to the ground.


“Stop!” Shouted Imel from a distance.


He runs and protects Farhan from Vian's blow.


“Why are you guys yelling Farhan, you guys


bullying her?” Ask Imel. He saw Farhan's battered face.


“Lo don't be smart here, on the basis of


hit my best friend!” Jordan pushed Vian, then he approached Vian with a Garang face, his eyes glaring at his tank hardened ready to give a punch to Vian.


Vian smiled cynically, he came back


tightened hands. He was also not afraid of even wanting to vent


his anger was with the man who defended Farhan.


“Vian..Brother Jordan you guys don't


fight.” Gita tried to hurt the two people who were being emotionally ignited by


the same reason is to defend his friend.


“Jordan was wrong, you don't


against them.” Farhan said in a weak voice. He tried to stand in help with Imel.


Jordan let go of his hand, he turned his head and approached Farhan.


"How can you say innocence is obviously the reason you're in croyok." Imel.


“True this is impossible, lo it's people who don't like to look for problems how can lo be wrong. Don't protect the guilty." Said Jordan.


“Lo's best friend is also human, no


always holy.” Fara said.


“Shut up your mouth!” Show Imel.


"Why not take it?!" Fara lowered Imel's index finger.


The debate still happens though


Gita has passed it, but Jordan and Imel still do not accept it and continue to invite Fara and Vian to argue.


Gita looked to the right and left when


I could hear a rumbling sound, which followed with a rain stub.


“Vian..Fara.ayo we are back.” Rhyme


Gita sharpens her hearing.


The rumbling became more obvious, they


everyone finally stopped arguing when they heard a very close rumble, the ground suddenly shook. The six of them panicked.


“Forging...! Earthquake..!” yell at people


who is cooking.


The six of them ran away to


save yourself, the ground cracked, Fara slipped and was about to fall into the cliff.


“Gita!” his yell.


“Fara..Fara.. hold my hand.” Gita


trying to help Fara. With the vibrations getting stronger, the rumble that was about to strike the Gita tried to pull the Gita up.


“Let go of your hands let me


lift.” Vian.


Just now Fara lifted up, and they


he ran to save himself. The landslide hit the three of them.


“Fara..! Vian..!” Gita's voice sounded


high then weakened he was carried by the flow of land down to the cliff.