This is a story about a girl who regretted what happened when she was just three years old - the time when she barely knows nothing about life, all she knows that life is beautiful. Until the day she visited the cursed drinking place. Since that day, every little food that caught her eyes, became so tempting. People used to called her cute; by having a pink chubby cheek, a healthy thighs and arms, which represent her as a healthy kids. However, this doesn't mean anything for her, especially at her age, which almost hit the quarter life phase. At that very age, the effect of demonic drinks still affected her life. It all begins on one fine afternoon. She's just doing the same routine she always did; take a bath, dress nicely, and play outside with anyone she might meet. However, something fishy happened, which she never realized it until she gets older. Her grandmother asked her to picked the best dress she got and made her to use some face powder (in wild ways). With the best dress and the white face (thanks to the powder), her grandmother took her out by rickshaw. Let me rephrase it, it was really a beautiful afternoon; the sky was blue, the clouds passing by smoothly, and the sun shines calmly. The girl never expect anything, remember she was just three years old, all she thought was her grandmother just wanted to go out with her. Time passes as they were on the rickshaw. It might be just 15 minutes after they departed, but somehow her grandmother stop by in this tiny little place. Or she might said the-tiny-cursed-drinking-place. Most of people she knows, they said that place was like an exorcist place, where crying and screaming are the only thing you heard. At this place, you will also find wall of fame, where they hang all the shoes that left by the kids who possessed by the drinks. The three years old girl who came by her grandmother, she would never knew that she might be on the wall of fame. The process of getting possessed by the drinks happened so fast (this might be what makes her forgot the entire experience). The girl came in with her grandmother, they waited to get turn, finally they turn, suddenly the grandmother held the girl tightly, and someone came with brownish cloth, pouring the-brown-demonic-fluid. In a flash, the crying and screaming explode. This when the possessed thing happened. Since that day, food would never be the same anymore. The three years old girl, now already in her mid 20s. And that is me. That was the story about me getting fatter. Possessed by the demonic drinks. It's common for parents or the elderly took their kids to the cursed place to get their kids the demonic drinks. The drinks it's actually a traditional drink, in Indonesian we called it jamu. The place itself called Jamu Kerkop, was not cursed and they don't serve any demonic drinks, they are only served traditional drinks for kids whose very hard to eat. Personally, I didn't remember the taste of the drinks, but someone said it was terrible, it was extremely bitter. No wonder many kids acted like they were possessed and left their shoes on the wall of fame. These days, some parents still took their kids to Jamu Kerkop to make them eat. Or, the worst part is, Jamu Kerkop used by parents to threatened their kids to eat. God bless Jamu Kerkop. The after effect of the traditional drink is the kids would be very easy to eat, they would go crazy. Still, this effect didn't apply to every kids, but I know people who get the same effect as mine. Those who knows me, I don't have the shape like the underwear-angels, but my shape was more like a pear. I never have the slim type of body and I never had a bad relationship with food. There were times I would like to blame Jamu Kerkop for making me like this. The demonic drinks made me hard to refuse all the food that close by my nose. Maybe I should just worked out rather than blaming Jamu Kerkop. From my experience with Jamu Kerkop, what doesn't kill you, literally makes you fat (alibi for being lazy).
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