My Fat Girl 2

Bareng Road

Aiden sees Kyra from the rearview mirror fanning her body by hand as it stops at a red light. Today was indeed very hot, even the wind was reluctant to blow.

After the green light Aiden chose to pull his motorbike under a shady tree on the side of the road.

"Why stop?" ask Kyra.

"Gue find a taxi for you" said Aiden.

"Why?" Kyra is confused as to why Aiden suddenly wants to find her a taxi.

"My love is the same, so it's hot like this." Aiden took off his helmet and got off the bike after Kyra got off.

"Lo wait here" said Aiden.

Kyra pulls Aiden's hand. "No, I'm okay."

Aiden looked at Kyra fixedly, their neutrals clashing against each other. Kyra cut off her eye contact first. He looked upon Aiden without a shade.

"Gue is not a problem to ride the motorbike, besides if the road is cool it is not hot anymore" he said by looking at vehicles passing by.

"Lo's sure?" Aiden makes sure again, fearing Kyra will be forced to.

"Yes." Yeah."

"Lo didn't have to, did he?"

"No Ai, I knowingly declare that you want to ride your motorcycle without forcing anyone," he said with a grin.

Aiden's cheeks expanded when he smiled. "What a dream girl." Aiden put on Kyra's helmet which he had removed.

Kyra kept silent, her body suddenly stiff as a mannequin statue.

"Let's go up" said Aiden.

"Eh, yeah." Kyra rushes to the back of Aiden's motorbike.

Kyra is unaware that Aiden has finished wearing her helmet. Today he aims to go home with Aiden to get him. But it was he who was made to fall in love.

along the way the two of them were just silent, confused about what because it was only a classmate. Not a close friend, who every day befell each other.

"You're not eating?" ask Aiden.

"Byeah" answered Kyra. He was already very hungry, he wanted to eat a good meal and a lot to restore his strength.

"What do you want to eat?" Aiden sees Kyra from the spy.

"As far as you go, I'll follow you" Kyra replied.

Well, the answer of all girls is the same when invited to eat. Surely the answer is up to you, making Aiden head quail as well.

"Is that really up to you?"

"Yes, as long as it is still edible I want it all," said Kyra. Kyra is an easy chick almost any cuisine she likes. Not picky food.

Aiden chose to eat meatballs and chicken noodles on the side of the road. Kyra was quite shocked to be eaten on the side of the road. Aiden smiled faintly at his expression, he understood that he usually must eat in malls and expensive places.

“You moved place?” ask Aiden.

“No,” said Kyra while making a big smile on her lips.

Kyra wants to move places, but is afraid that Aiden will be offended. He thinks that Aiden has a tight budget.

“Totally?”

“Iya Ai.” Kyra holds Aiden's hand to get into the chicken noodle and meatball stall. He didn't want to make Aiden feel guilty to him for eating on the outskirts.

“You meatballs what is chicken noodles?” ask Aiden.

“Bakso without vegetables,” Kyra replied.

“Ok, in wait yes.”

“Come sit,” take Aiden.

Kyra nodded, she observed the narrow room. There were four tables with long chairs facing each other.

The two of them just sat quietly until the order came, Kyra became busy with her phone.

“Lo uncomfortable yes I brought dinner here?” Aiden opened the conversation out of boredom.

“Ng-no kok,” Kyra nervous.

“Sorry deh, sometime I invite to an expensive place deh,” said Aiden.

Today Aiden can take her to an expensive restaurant, but because Kyra says whatever and her stomach has been rumbling about her eating she stops at the closest place.

“Lo said what the hell, it looks like I like in expensive places?”

“Iya.” Aiden replied quickly, clearly short and solid.

Kyra is aghast, Aiden is not a guy to the point. There was absolutely no intention of flattering him. Or pretend to be confused with the answer.

Aiden is different from other guys, and Kyra doesn't know what Aiden is. Too often fickle, but one thing for sure he knows that Aiden is firm.

Kyra swallows a meatball that is still not soft perfectly looking at Aiden's already clean bowl. Just a little bit of fruit in about ten minutes. While he had just eaten one meatball and a few spoonfuls of noodles.

“No need to hurry, I wait lo kok,” said Aiden after finishing his iced tea.

Kyra nodded, but she became nervous about eating because she kept seeing Aiden. It felt like he was in an exam and was waiting for the teacher who made him unable to move.

“Lo eat here often?” ask Kyra to ease her nervousness.

“Ngak also, this is also the first new same lo. I just moved here,” replied Aiden.

“Ah, true also.” Kyra bit her lower lip.

Kyra, bego also you are the new Aiden in this city, his inner.

“But it will probably be my favorite place,”.

“Yes too, the meat is better than in expensive places,” said Kyra. He agreed that it would be a favorite place. Besides the delicious meatballs are also cheap, very fitting in the pockets of schoolchildren such as Aiden and Kyra.

“That's the second reason.”

“Continue first reason what?” Kyra looked at Aiden.

“The first reason, because this is my first place to eat is the same lo,” said Aiden with a shy smile.

“Uhuk!” Kyra coughed almost if only she did not cover it with her hand. Immediately he took a glass beside him to flutter his throat that was clogged with meatball chewing that was forced in his swallow.

“Gue said slowly,” Aiden patted Kyra's shoulder to stop coughing.

I can wave my hands no way with him, he could have kept me pregnant. What if I could really like Aiden, his battery full of anxiety.

“Bang, ask for another iced tea yes,” order Aiden.

Aiden moved Kyra's empty glass and replaced the new one. “Drink again,” he said while Kyra was still coughing.

“Lo want to stop by again or want to go home?” ask Aiden.

“Rome.” Said Kyra while putting the glass that had stayed half. Kyra pushed the remaining bowl around three meatballs. He was able to spend a bowl of meatballs today.

“Ok, you don't finish the meat?”

“Neither is full,” Kyra told a lie.

Aiden headed straight for Kyra's house, and again there was silence on the way. Kyra enjoyed the cool ride on the motorbike with the contents of her head rumbling.