Don't Eat Fried Food

“I want drink and food”
“Me too. Let’s grab some”, he agreed.

He took two bottles of drinks. Ribena for him and ice lemon tea for me.

“How about food?”, he asked.
I hold a packet of tempeyek with a broad smile. Tempeyek is made of flour, nuts and anchovies, traditional crispy food and it is deep fried. 

“Hurm, let us try to eat something that is not fried. It is better to have food with no or less oil,” he suggested and then he took away my tempeyek which I showed him, he put it back on the shelves. He went to another shelves and I followed him in silent.

“See, you can choose one of these. Biscuits? Cakes? It is better”

I cannot hide my frustration. I don’t want to have biscuits or plain cakes. With no smile, I replied, “it is okay, I don’t need food. Drink is enough”

I did not mean to reject his suggestion, I agree with him. Yes, “I am fat, I know”, I talked to myself :-(

He looked into my eyes. He took deep breath and went back to the previous shelves. He grabbed the tempeyek again.
“Okay, okay.. we take this…”, he said softly and he paid. Then we walked to the car.

“Just now I wanted to suggest the best for you. For your own benefit, okay?”
He told me when we were inside the car, he gently put his hand on my head.
“I love you, I care about you.”

I smiled. He is so sensitive with my feeling. And he is also trying his best to advice me in the gentlest way he can. I really admire the way he cares about me and my feelings.

I did not tell him that actually the tempeyek was not for me. I took the tempeyek for my juniors who were in the recreational forest for a camp that night. He and I were going to the campsite that night and I planned to bring some food for them. I didn’t want to tell him that I did not eat that tempeyek, because his words and actions were really make me feel loved.

I will take care of myself more, because I know he cares.