The Change To Beauty
Change III - Bed
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"Huft~ hopefully doesn't go up." Glenda tidied the sentence in her mind. He stepped slowly, removed the sandals he used and climbed onto the digital scales in front of him. His heart was pounding violently, not an ordinary thing for him. For all he feared in all the earth was this one realm, and it was his weight rising.
Glenda opened her eyes slowly, she gawked. Shock is not playing when the number on the scale shows 88kg. Nightmare, his intention that after graduating High School wanted to be skinny did not even materialize. Instead of being thin, he even managed to gain a few pounds compared to a few years ago. It has been five years since he graduated High School, and after deciding not to work or college before becoming thin, what he did at home was the opposite of his original intentions. All Glenda did every day was laze while snacking on her bed accompanied by a stack of beauty magazines. Admire the beautiful models who appear there.
Glenda dropped her body on her bed, she was completely in disbelief with what she had just seen on the scales. What he was afraid of was actually happening, his weight went up and managed to shock him. "My weight almost reached a quintal," he muttered with a pale face.
Because the weight is too heavy plus he who dropped himself too rough, the bed was damaged. Two legs of his bed were broken, the middle of his bed board was also released from his nails, making his soft mattress out through the frame of his bed. Glenda was wide-eyed as her body inched in with her mattress. Rushing he woke up, and at the same time his bed collapsed.
"Oh, it seems that it's not just me who refuses to be fat. Even my own bed would not allow me to stay," he muttered who could only silently lament his broken bed. Meanwhile, Fidela, who heard a noise from the princess room, rushed to her room.
"Glenda, what's up, baby. Why was it so noisy.." Fidela fell silent in her place as she looked at her daughter's bed that had been smashed to pieces, whereas Glenda who had found her mother arriving there could only smile clumsily at her.
"Geez, baby, I told you not to jump on the bed. Look, this is the fifth bed of the week. And worse, this bed hasn't been in this house for two days but you've ruined it."
"I was completely unintentional, ma…"
Fidela sighed softly, she then approached Glenda and stood before her. "You said you wanted to shrink down so you could go to modeling school, so you turned down papa's request to go to business. But it's been five years since you graduated high school, and you're still lazy. If you really want to be a model, show it to your mom and dad. Show that you can shrink your body and lose weight, at least try. Because there is nothing that is not accompanied by effort, if you want to be thin then you have to exercise so that your weight goes down. That way you can achieve everything you dream of, baby." Fidela rubbed her daughter's face full of gentleness, she smiled wryly.
"Well, tomorrow I'm going to work out, I'm going to run in the morning after that go to the gym."
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