Once Upon a Zumba

Chapter 1

I am supposedly be at rushing tense, excitedly smiling, happy, to get married atlast but when that day came it only makes me miserable, getting married to him is only one of my delusions. The man whom I thought a prince charming didn't came to my most awaited wedding. I am barely embarrassed wearing the gown sewed by a famous designer, humiliated by everyone I invited. My groom run away without saying any word.

From PLUS size, I became OVER size. I didn't knew then, eating is the only way of relieving all these stress instead of having heartaches, crying all the night of thinking how bad I felt, how my life ruined, and these unnerve causes me to eat a lot. I thought it could help me to have more courage, perseverance and strength but yet it aimed me to gain more weight!

My friend advise me to have a break, go for vacation and travel atleast, and so I did. It was kind of relief after all, but thinking I was enjoying spending my money aren't the best thing--I'm not that rich though! So far I think its not a waste, its incredible to explore new places, and most of all, explore new food to taste!

So, traveling is quite not a bad idea though, exept spending all your money--I wasn't caring about it, I have thought that if I don't have a money anymore maybe, just maybe I could lessen my sweet food intake, aswell as the large amount of weight I'm gaining everyday. The problem is, my friends keeps giving me food rations when I am once a broke, that means neither my intuitions aren't right.

Apart from that, my friends has a stable job, and they don't find life in Sanfrancisco hell as me, nor have problems in making money. While me, I was fired from my previous company of having a long vacations, fired of becoming bigger and bigger, foreseeing a health threat not fairly enough to work being an obese. So, stress never left me, it consumed me to became more fatter!

Mel, she was my forever friend who handed me a small envelope just today, I was confused why there were airbus tickets inside. I was surprised when tears stream into her face leaving me a depth of a heartached. She said "I'm sorry, I know this tickets would cause you in pain, these were my surprise gift to you on your wedding.. It takes me alot of confident before to show this to you, cause I know you don't want to remember anything on that day.. Please.. take it.. You can arrange your perfect date anytime." Her hand clasp around my shoulder and added "I spend my whole bonus to this, I hope you won't reject it". She smiled, I smiled back in return of her kindness, her friendship would mean alot to me so why would I ignore it.

Few days later, since I'm a hopeless woman, jobless, I decided to book the tickets my friend handed me. It was the same day I chose to go. When the travel agency told me todays evening I could have my trip, I rushed to prepare my things and put it to my luggage. Quick as the turtle, gasping from the energy I exerted. My sweats were like bullets when I ran fast to checkin my luggage, I'm almost late.

"What are you looking at?" I almost scorned when I saw a guy laughed infront of me peering my whole body while I'm in a queue, as if he enjoyed seeing a wild swine just right infront of him. 

Maybe going to Maldives would be a nice place to ease my recurring pain, as my eyes went to read the little cuppon from the envelope, a hotel reservation  and a free zumba and gym? I wonder if my friend intentionally pay these extra facility aside of the suite, yet zumba and gym was a kind of new to me. Well, I was thinking this would help me to lose a little bit of weight. Geez.. It could be beneficial, it'll keep me away from the humilation my groom brought me. And this guy who just laugh at me seemed ruin my entire day!

"Are you satisfied? You haven't seen a sexy woman like this before hhm..?" I giggled angrily, wiggling my butt as if I thought I am what I said, yeah..

"I could lose a weight if thats what bothering you, but in your case.. losing your face wouldn't be enough, its so bothering.." I said in sarcastic way, looking at him feeling disgusted to see him. Called me a freak, called me a pig, but he doesn't have the authority to laughed at me and humiliate me infront of the crowd like my x-boyfriend did! I know its beyond the line but he's too much, his laugh was so irritating tho.

The guy stop laughing realizing he wasn't that good to criticize someone like me. And still, a sound of laughed remained when the guy stop laughing. Oops, here comes another one that makes the spirit in me gone firing, it was the other guy whose at my back who laughed at me too the way I never wanted to heard. I turned around to look at him raising my left brows ready to fight against his chuckled. My breathes stop rolling my eyes down from his head to toe, and there he was smiling, enjoying his laugh at me wearing a nifty white v-neck shirt and red short.

My jaw almost drop down as I saw the man stood a couple of inch away resembling sinews. My eyes almost bulge out of my face, stirring myself a rush of uncontrolable consciousness. I step backward and turned around as quickly as I could, ignoring the man who just laugh hard at me intriguingly. I could hardly remember the way he looked at me, the way those eyes makes me trembled in a sudden.

For a moment I kept quiet until I reach the borderline, giving my passport and plane ticket. The woman who attended me look at my picture on my passport and look at my face again so confusing. Maybe she's wondering why the woman in the picture was quite different than me, and now she saw me like I transformed from Princess Fiona into an Ogre. Ohh. Great!

Her eyes scanned my appearance and was not convince that I'm the owner of the passport. She called somebody and I was being irational, no one believes it was me. I showed my other documents including my Birth certificate, my accomplishments aswell as my company ID. But all of the evidence shows another person, and that was me before a years ago, before I let the food run throughout my system. I was like freaking out predicting I couldn't take my flight, it was the only thing I made right, and my friend would feel bad about it.

The guy who laughed at me ask if he could go first while I'm still arguing to everyone proving that it was all me. So I didn't permit him or anyone get on that plane, I fall in line first, and I don't care about this, this charming guy! He should wait until I'm done. Thats it! So pretty boy you should wait!

I ask for a thumb mark test or DNA test, or whatever! If they are still not convince, I'm ready to complain and ask a lawyer to file a case against the airline. I mean no fight but it was way too much, I am crushing down inside because they make me feel I lied, a fruad using others identity, cause no one ever believes that's me before and now I'm fat.

The guy laughed again, and I could not stop not to look at his face for the second time, it was like his eyes were burried along with his eyelids, and when he smiled it was totally awkward. My heart falls down to the floor never been nervous as this, sweating, having this feeling of hungriness, like a feeling of excited to eat a delicious meal. Ain't a fan of a Handsome Chinito thing right?

"She's with me" the man said while I'm still facing him, and the woman who attended me was startled, start to be doubting, trying to say something, "Sire, I apologize for the inconvinience".

At the back of my head I concluded he had the weirdest name ever live on earth, Sire? Duh? Sounds like a royalty? Well, I'm not buying it dude! And then, two men came handsome as him. I was preoccupied looking at them, thinking too much where I could not process everything. Are they an Asian model? I just want to figure it out. I mean, the anttention were at them and not on me whose blubbing around like a hungry pig. Ok, lets not hurt my own feelings, blubbing like a bear is much better.

The guy talked to the immigration, and they both laughed like a usual friends. Weird friends tho! They both hand shake and wallah, the intense comotion is over. I have a breif thought that this Asian guy likes me, and then sooner or later he will ask me to mary him. And then, he will not arrive like my Groom!

Did I ever think that? Gross!

"Neo na bij jyeoss-eo" You owe me* he murmured and get my hand bag I was supposedly be holding.