Love U, Short
Called the Short

"Wahh... The air is getting cooler, Let's take a photo" Aisyah invites her father and mother to take pictures. After that, they continued their journey.

Aisyah endlessly admires the cool atmosphere and beautiful scenery. Until they get to Pertamina. Haidar enters Pertamina to increase fuel. Aisyah who saw the queue was very long, decided to go down. Beside Pertamina there is a mosque, in front of it many food stalls.

But, what attracted Aisyah's interest and attention was a meatball skewer seller who hung out on the side of the road. After saying goodbye to her father and mother, Aisyah immediately walked up to the meatball seller and ordered. When the meatball was ready and Aisyah wanted to take it, suddenly someone preceded her.

"Sayamo used to well, hurry up, from earlier crying my sister wanted to eat this meatball" said a teenage boy, saying, while thrusting ten thousand money and reaching for the meatballs that the seller will give Aisyah.

Aisyah herself can only be silent sculpting, with her hands still outstretched about to take the meatballs.

"But the meatballs make this chick, deck. Queue well" said the meatball seller politely, trying to pull back the meatballs held together with the man.

"Make it again, mas. kamasih muchji it. My sister couldn't wait. cried continuously from earlier" Tawar the boy, with a mas call to the meatballs. For some reason in this area, every meatball seller is called a mas..In fact, not all meatball sellers come from areas with mas calls. Most people who sell meatballs are local people.

"Take aja kak, than in a long time I wait for him" Finally Aisyah said as well. Surprised he is the same people who like nyerobot, even though we have been taught the culture queue.

Hearing that voice, the man immediately looked towards Aisyah. Who's been switching to staring at the meatballs.

"nothing else, do it again. Hunt my father out of the gas station" Aisyah said with a smile. While the guy stared at Aisyah without a blink. Aisyah who felt noticed turned her head to the side, but could not see the face of the owner of the voice. Raised his gaze, to be able to look at the person who is now staring at him as well.

"Why brother? brought aja meatonya, ntar adeknya added nangis" said Aisyah disperse the daydream of the guy.

"oo.. Ok. thanks yeah,.. Short" said the man smiling, then turned immediately towards his motorbike parked by the side of the road.

Aisyah was glued to listen to the call for her from the guy. Exasperated because only this time there are men who dare to say it short but have just been helped.

"Basic.it's the body shaming name. But I'm not too short. Isn't that right, mas?. Even in my old school, many were shorter" Gerrutu Aisyah, making the meatballs want to laugh seeing her funny-looking face while being angry.

"Yes the deck, not short, the child was too tall" replied the meatball with a smile dikulum. Fear of offending customers.

"Make it again, Dad. My father is almost done filling up the gas" Pinta Aisyah while pointing at her father's car that was filling up the gasoline.

"Ready, deck" replied the meatballs, deftly making orders Aisyah.

"Still mas" Aisyah immediately picked up her order meatballs and got into her father's car which had been parked sweetly nearby.

The journey back continues with Aisyah's chatter about the incident when buying meatballs. His annoyance at being short-listed, made his father and mother feel comforted. The reason is, only this time his son tells an excessive annoyance in someone.

"Basic of excess height. He who is not normal even ngatai Ica. My height is ideal, isn't it Mom, Dad?. Ica height according to weight. Anyway, Ica is still 17 years old, and it is still next month. He is too tall, where thin again, Ica annoyed to make" said Aisyah fiery.

"Hus. Don't say that. Other people with disfiguring body shape include body shaming. Can't kid. Let him do that, you don't follow. After all, when you care with your height, the judgment of others will not affect. Especially for mom and dad, you are the most beautiful girl. If it's the prettiest woman, it's still your mother, hahaha.." Norma just smiled shyly listening to her husband's praise.

"Ih.. Daddyh. It's just annoyed. Ica to mind, is Ica that short. Ica can be short. Mom and Dad are tall, Ica's body is short. Is Ica a child pick up well?. Mom, Ica was born to a mother, right? Well.. Ica's dad's son, right?" Cecar Aisyah started over thingking. His face was red, holding back the tears. He could not imagine that he was not the son of his parents.

"hahha.you are weird. Maybe you are not a mother's child. The mother who got pregnant and gave birth to you". His mother replied without looking at Aisyah, Norma focused on the street she was walking through.

"Or maybe, Ica swapped ma'am, khikz.. Ica changed her time in the hospital. Hwah... Ica is not father and mother's son..." Instantly Aisyah's crying voice broke out inside the car. Dad stopped the car and hit Aisyah's head on the back of the car seat in front of him. Aisyah's mother was shocked, for her head did not hit the windshield.

"Well." cried Aisha and Norma together.

"Sorry, I was shocked to hear Ica's voice crying. How do you have such absurd thoughts, son..? where maybe you are not a father's son, where there is also an all-exchangeable event. You were there when you were born. Also cleaned in front of my dad. In the delivery room. Your mother gave birth not in the hospital but in Pustu, where your mother used to check the pregnancy, participated in pregnancy gymnastics there as well" explained father at length. Ica had already stopped crying but was still hiccuping.

"You're so over thinking just because people are passing by, son. What is the affection of father and mother all this time is lacking, to make you think so. Do you feel less like mom or dad?" Followed his mother in a sad tone.

"I'm sorry Ica yah Bu, Ica was wrong for doubting father and mother. Though all this time, father and mother have been the best parents for Ica. This is because of the tall skinny guy, Mom. Ica so not confident, feel different because it is shorter than father and mother" said Ica, back crying.

"Already have. How come mom's son is so whiny gini anyway, ehh... What date is it, Dad?" Norma looked at her husband.

"Which 30, why??" Haidar asked curiously

"Well.call him like a regular mother.don't love the darling. Call me just use the name" Aisyah directly on spoiled mode, instantly frowning. Makes both parents smile. Norma understands, her son is now PMS.

"Ica, the guest this month has not come yet" asked Norma. Aisyah for a moment did not understand, then was shocked and felt something uncomfortable.

"Well, stop by the toilet first. Ica want to check something". Said Aisyah, she's already grasak grusuk, in the back. Check his seat. Thankfully, his seat was clean.

Haidar who understands, immediately pulled the car over to the nearest mosque when he saw there is a public toilet in front of him.

Aisyah immediately went down, and ran into the toilet. Arriving inside, Aisyah immediately checked and it turned out to be true, there was already a stain there. He immediately wanted to wear a bandage but when he was about to pick it up, he realized he had nothing to bring.

"Ca.. , open your arms, mother brought your equipment" Aisyah breathed a sigh of relief at her mother's voice. Her mother was so understanding. He could figure out what Aisha needed without her having to say. Best mother Aisyah version.

"Thank you, Mom"

"Beloved together. Mom went back to the car well" Aisyah simply nodded. Then shut and lock the door. After finishing her activities, Aisyah rushed back to the car. He walked while humming with a soft voice, so as not to pay attention to the surroundings.

Buuukk...

"Ouch..." The sound of the impact was at the same time as the ringing of Aisyah who had been sitting on the front floor of the mosque.

"Sorry.., why isn't Napa?" The voice that Asiyah was familiar with made her look up to the origin of the sound.

"You...." Said Aisyah and the guy in front of her at the same time. The difference, Aisyah with a loud and irritated voice. As for the guy, his tone was softer. Maybe feel guilty for bumping into the person he met at the meatballs seller.

"Sorry, Short. You so fell because hit me. in fact, I had tried to avoid you, but you instead follow shifted"

"he.. My name is not short, I was surprised, from earlier called short and continued. I am not short, it is only natural that I will only be 17 years old. This body is reasonable.Any brother is too high, or because the brother is old well, already aged so his body can be this high?" Ceplos Aisyah accidentally mentioned her name which was indeed from earlier made the boy curious. It is impossible to be acquainted at this time of my life.

"huss. I am still in XII High School. Only, superior seeds are indeed the shape of kayak gini, be my body high with a plenary handsome face" Arrogant the guy. Makes Aisyah feel like vomiting.

But it is also true, this guy is indeed very handsome for the size of the village. Mana looks like a bule again, tall skinny, white, somewhat blonde hair. But right, nowadays coloring hair is a common thing. His eyes are also different, wear a lens time huh? it could be. Wherever there are fluent bule use local people's accent. Aisyah continued to chatter in her heart. Unaware, the boy stretched out his hand from earlier.

"Pegel nih hands me, fascinated also do not need to be selebay that anyway, until the time later.." Aisyah momentarily regained her senses, but she was not exactly mangap as the guy in front of her said.

"Who is fascinated". He stood up but ignored the boy's hand. Although not hijab, but Aisyah has been taught not to come into contact with what is not her understanding. He then walked away leaving the guy who was still stunned on the spot because his helping hand was not accepted, even he was left alone.something very strange for him when he met a girl, he said, usually directly contacted.

"Shortly, my name is Ahmad. Remember well, if you meet again you have to be my girlfriend" said Ahmad in a rather loud voice to be heard by Aisyah.

But Aisyah kept walking quickly towards her father's car. In the same way the father and mother are seen being engrossed in chatting.

As soon as they realized Aisyah's arrival, they continued on their way. Aisyah did not know that she had made a man's heart klepek-clepek.

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