My Fat Girl

My Fat Girl
Engagement Day




“Wuih... Really beautiful lo Git.” Fara took a photo of Gita after she was finished at the dance.


“Beautiful dong, my time is not beautiful.” Answer Gita with songg face.


“Newly praised a little already songong, not so deh I praise it.” Fara said. Gita


chuckles.


“But true Gita look really beautiful, the aura is out really.” Says Mama Ina.


“Iya, very happy weeping.” Bella.


“Thank you, if you guys are saying I'm pretty, believe me. But if Fara is


by the way, I just want to entertain.” Said Gita.


“Oo that, ok fine.” Fara rolled her eyeballs. And Gita just laughed again


look at Fara's expression.


 The engagement was about to start, Gita went down the stairs to the venue. All eyes looked at the very beautiful Gita wrapped with a kebaya salem color and crowned hair with flower decoration. The gita looks so sweet and graceful.


“Gita is very beautiful yes, which is good if only he has not become his future wife Boss


I want to register.” Nino's Brief.


“Could be a list, but the registration form lo not yet in front of the house Gita already


ile.” Ina.


“Why?”


“Nature does not approve so please escape to bring wind.” Ina.


“Win, safe heart no lo?” Nino nudged Win with her elbow.


“Whatever Win heart why?”


“Wah..lo yes not sensitive. Since Gita's arrival at Win's office has put up a flag that Gita is his bluff.” The word Nino is not in the filter, making Ina's face immediately wry. Win directly stepped on Nino's foot very hard.


“Win.. hurts!”


“Have a mouth on guard, this could make a world war. My head can be cut off by Gilang boss if you listen. Who likes Gita.” Said win.


“Like don't want to confess.”


“Udah quiet all of you, the show will start.” Ina.


Gilang is still fascinated with the beauty of Gita, he was still dumbfounded when Vian as mc told Gilang to speak.


“Eh.. dear.” Call Gita slowly.


“Ah. sorry.”


“Wah.. looks like Gilang is too fascinated by the beauty of Gita to bengong.” Vian said which made all the invited guests laugh.


“Iya right, I have always been fascinated with the beauty of Gita. Not just today, but


since I first met and knew him.” The word Gilang made Gita blush in shame.


“Gita is a very good woman and I certainly love her until anytime.


Mama Wanda and papa Seno thank you for giving birth and also raising a very beautiful daughter, both in this world.  Until I can meet and make Gilang happy. Today Gilang came to ask for the blessing of binding the Gita to the level of


more serious. Gilang will treat Gita as well as mom and dad


treating Gita, loving as sincere as heart.” Said Gilang while looking


Wanda and Seno.  Wanda and Seno


they nodded with a sweet smile on their lips.


Gita's heart began to tremble, her eyes were already teary hearing Gilang say all that.


“Alright, now it's Gita's turn to say something to Gilang and also family maybe.”


Gita wiped the tears that had dripped, “ Ma, Pa now Gita is big Gita will live the life of Gita with Kak Gilang. Thank you all this time mom and dad have taken care of Gita. And Gita can't repay all the good that mom and dad gave her. Mama equally papa don't worry Gita anymore, because


Gita is sure Kak Gilang will take care of Gita.” Gita said with a heavy voice. Him


no longer able to speak. Her tears were no longer in her safety


until pouring.


“Mama don't cry, Gita so you want to cry.” Said Gita. Wanda couldn't answer, she just kissed her daughter.


“You're why don't cry.” Said Qila who followed up on the stage.


Wanda passed a hug to her daughter, and alternated with Qila.


“Kak.” Gita wanted to say something but was powerless, and was immediately embraced by Qila.


“Do not cry, later make up fade. It's a happy day you should smile.” Qila Whisper.


“Gita already want to smile but hard, Gita want to cry on.” Not that the more silent Gita


it was just crying more and more.


“Udah ah.” Qila let go of his embrace and wiped Gita's tears and kissed


both cheeks Gita.


“Aduh.. why so mewek like this ya.” Vian also wiped his tears. He was also very moved, he also witnessed the journey of the story of Gita and Gilang from the beginning


until this engagement stage.


“Ok.. alright now we start the show again.”


Raka brought the ring to the stage, initially Qila who will bring it. But Gita wants Raka to bring it.


Gilang opened the ring box and then used it on Gita's ring finger, as well as Gita


alternately put the ring to Gilang's finger.


“With the use of rings, you are officially engaged.” Excited Vian who was greeted by applause from invited guests. Gilang pulled Gita a little and then gave


a soft kiss on Gita's forehead.


The official event is over, live events photos and also eat together. Gita meets


office friends.


“Congratulations Yes Gita.”


“Still Yes Mbak Mas already want to come.” Said Gita.


“Of course we come, the time at the boss engagement itself does not come.” Nino.


“Can aja Mas Nino, already on a meal yet?” ask Gita.


“Do not ask Git if Mas Nino must have been several times. Also come directly


request a meal.” Bella.


“Hardly lo Bel by the way.”


“Oiya.. Mas Win the same Dawn did not come?” ask Gita.


“Come, I saw.” Fara said.


“Come.. earlier we are here now where ya?” Ina turned to look for the existence of Win same Dawn.


“Maling is also crying in the corner.” Nino.


“Nangis in the corner?” Fara and Gita are confused.


“Iya. again lamenting the fate if the gebetanya already tied to others. Where's the boss


alone again.” Nino was very good at snubbing the two friends.


“Truly Mas Win has a crush on Gita? Wah.” Fara looked towards Ina.


“You don't bother, but Ina don't listen to them both.” Gita nudges Fara and widens her eyes towards Fara, she feels bad for Ina.


“Nothing, anyways I'm the same Win nothing. And right he will also like anyone.” Ina said with a wry smile.


“Ya already yuk.. now continue eating.” Gita invites all the eating to divert


the talks.


Gilang approached Gita who was busy tasting food with the others.


“Sayang.” call Gilang.


“You guys continue eating yes, I went there first.” Said Gita.