PAPER BOATS (Trapped by the Past)

Chapter 55 COMPARES WITH EACH OTHER

"Surya....!" Rahma knocked on the door of Surya's room.

"Yes, Ma....!" sahut Surya's. Then open his room.

"Why the hell, at the door of the room?" ask Rahma. Not usually the two children locked the door.

"That's okay, Ma," Surya replied in a lie. He was looking at himself in the mirror. Comparing himself to a god.

Yes, it's obviously much different. Because that is in Surya's memory, the God when he was in High School.

Although the Gods are taller, but the bodies of Gods tend to be squeaky. Unlike him who is more contained since he was in High School.

Did Nadia prefer a thin man like a God? Do I have to diet to not get too fat? Yes, I'm going on a diet.

Solar turned to look at his body from various sides. I'm not fat. Body's proportional. But why does Nadia never seem to be interested in me? Surya's inner self locked the door of his room.

"Hey, even daydreaming. Come eat. I've been waiting for papa Sinta," asked Rahma.

"Mh....Surya has eaten, Ma. It was at Nadia's house" Surya said.

"But papa wants us to eat together. Mama also bought your favorite roasted chicken. Let's eat." Rahma kept forcing. And as usual, he walked first without even hearing Surya's excuses.

If this is the case, Surya can do nothing but obey the orders of his mother.

Lazily, Surya walked behind Rahma. At the dining table there is food. And the most interesting thing Surya must be his favorite roast chicken.

Surya swallowed his saliva. He was determined to go on a diet. Cut down on dinner. But if you have seen his favorite food, where might Surya can hold it.

Surya pulled the chair next to Sinta.

"Have the hell been out for so long? I am hungry" said Sinta. He was ready to hold the plate. Sinta is ready to eat grilled chicken.

"Laper? Didn't you eat at Nadia's?" ask Surya.

"Still laper. Especially look at that, tuh...!" Sinta's eyes pointed at the rooster that seemed to be waving towards him asking to be executed.

Hm...Surya is also very anxious to spend it. But he remembered his promise to himself.

"Let's eat. Even on the conversation." Rahma brought rice for Toni.

"Why do you want to use the roasted chicken?" ask Rahma.

"Yes, dong" replied Toni. They are big fans of roasted chicken. And if you do not have time to make it yourself, Rahma will buy it at her subscription restaurant.

Sinta had also started executing the roasted chicken.

"Love, isn't it wrong that you eat that much?" ask Rahma. Usually Sinta only eat a little, especially at dinner.

Even if he eats with his favorite side dish, he will take a little rice.

But tonight, Sinta took rice almost the same as the Surya meal. And the roast chicken, he took two at a time.

"And Sinta said that, Ma. Still laper," said Sinta.

"Yes, but it's night time. You're not afraid of your fat body?" ask Rahma. Because usually, whenever Rahma rebuked Sinta who ate a little, the answer was always so.

"No, Ma. Sinta even fat. Uh, no. Pingin is more contained. Not kayak gini," replied Sinta.

Rahma smiled hearing that. In his heart, did his daughter already start to be interested in men?

"Surya, why is your rice so little? Don't tell me you want a diet, huh?" Rahma saw the rice that Surya took not as much as usual.

"Surya ate that, Ma. Still full," replied Surya.

"Hm. It's up to you guys. Surely Mama does not want you guys to have problems with the body you know." Rahma took food for herself.

"Udah justin, Ma. They are on big. Can dong guess his own portion of food," said Toni who was cool to enjoy his food.

Toni held up her plate which was almost clean. Unasked, Rahma took it again.

Rahma is a kind of wife who is very obedient to her husband. She always obeyed whatever her husband said. That is what his parents always taught him.

And evidently, their marriage is long-lasting until now. Without any meaningful problems. Sometimes a small dispute. Ordinary things in household life.

That's why Rahma strongly supports Surya's closeness with Nadia. Because in Rahma's eyes, Nadia's a submissive girl.

His life was never perfect. Straight-forward. Moreover, Surya always accompanied him wherever Nadia went. Until it can control the association of Nadia.

And Nadia never seems to mind. In fact, often looking for Surya just to deliver goods to his needs.

Bebet, seedlings and weights are clear. That is the most important thing for Rahma who still firmly holds the principle.

Surya took the rice again. His favorite side dishes support to increase the portion of his meal.

Tomorrow is his diet. Now be content to eat it. Inner Solar.

Rahma smiled proudly to see her husband and her two children eating voraciously. Not the wrong choice of side dishes tonight.

"Entar is fat." Sinta nudged Surya's arm that was adding side dishes.

"No. Tomorrow morning jog to burn fat," replied Surya.

"Now if you want to jog. If tomorrow, the hunt blooms its stomach," said Sinta with a laugh.

"Eh, if you can't eat while joking. Choking later," forbid Rahma.

"Love tuh, Ma. So nosy. Tell him he's the one who's eating," said Surya.

"Come, whee...!" Sinta stuck her tongue out at Surya.

"That's you. I finished the meal" said Rahma.

"Well, Pa?" ask Rahma to Toni.

"Udah. Papa was full" replied Toni.

"Well, Papa eats a lot" said Rahma.

Toni goes first. Wash his hands in the sink. While Sinta and Surya are still fighting grilled chicken that lives one piece.

"Don't scramble, ah. Tomorrow Mama buy it again," said Rahma.

Huh...! Could fail my diet if mama buys it again tomorrow. Inner Solar.

While Sinta cheered in excitement. That means, soon his body will contain. And will not lose sexy to Viona.

Rahma smiled, then followed Toni. Wash his hands in the sink.

"Love, when you're done eating, finish the dinner table" Rahma ordered.

At his house there was no ART staying. Bik Siti who worked to help him, went home after all the work was done.

And usually come back when needed. Because Siti's house is not far from Surya's family home.

There is also a husband bik Nah, who works as a shavings energy. It wasn't just the Surya family that hired him.

Other neighbors also use it as a freelancer.

"Yes, Ma" replied Sinta. And usually Sinta all wash dishes, assisted Surya.

Rahma taught her two children to do homework. Although only mild.

So their lives are not dependent on helpers. When there were no servants, they were used to it. No more violence.