I'm Not a Wild Grass

Story about a Conch (POV Laila)

"So you don't want me to come home?" Ask the Conch back.

"Want anyway. But I want to buy a gift first to the mall. You want to take me to the mall too?" I looked at the beautiful face of the conch.

Come to think of it, I was really lucky to be liked by a handsome-looking man. It used to be Stefan, Arga, and Erlan..

Nyuts. Recalling Erlan, I felt a little pinch again in my heart. Strange right. Am I really having a heart attack? I feel like I've been feeling tightness and pain in my chest lately?

"Brachim!"

"Adaw! What the hell?! Sick knows!" I nagged the Conch. Because he's been swiping my cheeks pretty tight.

Then, I rub my dear cheeks slowly. Then I glared at the conch which even looks grim.

'I have taken my statement out. This conch is not handsome! There was no good looks, at all!' I am angry in my heart.

"His end, from earlier I asked, Lo even daydream! So, which mall are you going to? Yok, I'm anterin!"

"Wahh! Thanks!!" I said girly.

Unknowingly, I immediately kissed the cheek of the Conch who was focusing on driving. Me and the conch were both surprised.

Shame then ambushed me. So I immediately turned my eyes out the window. While I realized a wide smile, it had been plastered on the conch's face.

"Other times, if you want to get sun, go straight to your lips, La.." teased the Conch sucks.

"Well ah! Basic pervert! Hitherto. Just focus on driving! Don't look here! I don't want to be a peddler because of your negligence in driving a car!" My omel is unclear.

"Ready Princess! So, which mall are we going to?" Ask the Conch back.

"Ke mall Orchid. That's the closest thing to her."

And then, the Civic that took me and the Conch finally drove towards the Orchid mall.

Arriving at the mall, I went straight to the only place that had objects that Nunik would love.

Yep. My purpose to this mall is to buy Nunik wedding gifts. Next week my best friend will hold a wedding ceremony with Mas Aryo.

"Books? Who's the birthday?" The conch asked when I invited him into a large bookstore in the mall.

"Who said it was a birthday present! My best friend wants to be married next week!" My face explains.

"Haw? But why give me a book anyway? I was married once.."

Suddenly the conch paused his sentence. But not for long. Because then he resumed his words.

"Anyway, as far as I know usually wedding gifts on household appliances. Like towels, coffee makers, and others. There's also lingerie.or toys.."

While my eyes were busy reading the titles of the books I passed, my mouth involuntarily uttered the conch's words.

"What's that toy? It's not clear!"

"Yes that. Toysex. Kind of like handcuffs, mmm-"

I spontaneously turned around and closed the perverted mouth of the conch. Wonderful right with this guy. Does he have no shame whatsoever! Just look at it now. There were some young women near us who might have heard the conch say. And the woman is now looking at me with a look.. 'Aargg! You Dodol conch!'

I hurriedly pulled the Conch's hand away. Shame it feels right I'm on the Mbak-Mbak earlier. He thought that maybe I had a sexual disorder, to the extent that I know with the *** toy mentioned by the Conch.

"Why the hell, La? Suddenly angry is unclear!" Said the conch with a slightly frowning face.

"What do you think!"

Crickets.krik..

Suddenly the mood became quiet. And I don't know why I'm ashamed of my own words. Wasn't it all this time, I was the one who couldn't keep my own words?

When I looked back at the conch's face, it was like he was holding back a smile.

'Shit! Damn right! You know, I don't have to bring the conch in here! Every time he was with her, there were always bad moments!' dumel me in my heart.

I turned around and said nothing more.

It feels really embarrassed. If I lick my own spit. I was busy advising the conch to keep up the conversation, while I couldn't keep up the talk myself. Bull**** right, am I going to?

"La. wait for me dong!" I heard the call of the conch chasing me. But I didn't heed that call.

I focused on reading the titles of the books we passed. My goal is a book about marriage.

About half an hour later, I managed to buy a book called "Wedding Gift". I hope Nunik will like the book I gave him.

"Now, let's eat yuk! My stomach is laper" Take the conch.

"Corn!"

We then went to a fast-food fried chicken restaurant that had been legendary. We were there for about half an hour.

"The story of Lo!" Tell the conch all of a sudden, after I finish my rice.

"Make what?" Ask me confused.

"Make me! I want to know all about Lo. Lo likes, which Lo does not like, the size of clothes and bras can also be. Make reference materials if I want to give birthday gifts to Lo later," said the Keong with origin.

I throw the conch with the crispy crumb of chicken.

"Lho's? How awkward is that anyway? About bra? What's wrong with trying to give a bra gift? I often do, see girls get bra or lingerie gifts from her friends. And for sure it's also her husband's favorite!" Said the Conch while grinning.

I cursed as hell. Damn right I can like this perverted guy in front of me. But some time later, I told the conch about myself.

"I'm his one-on-one son. I live with Mama. While my Papa's gone, I don't know where his cheating went. I graduated High School. Never been dating. Love the same soy sauce, but not too like the same sweet-sweet like cake. Mie mercon Bang The moustache I like the most. Red and purple, my favorite color,"

"I also love hiking and taking trips to the top of the mountain. I'm most anti-drakor and soap operas. I think there is no work, nangisin most stories are only limited to doang people's writings. I like mocha coffee. The scent is fragrant,"

"I actually like cats. But because I have allergies to fur, so I'm really anti-play or hold the cat directly."

"Lo's got allergies?" Ask the conch to cut my words.

"Yes. It's descent anyway. Mama said, Papa is also allergic to fur animals."

"Truly, the cat is not hairy anyway, La.." said the conch again, cutting off my speech.

"Huh?" I stared inexplicably at the conch.

"Yes. Feathers are like feathers that have the same chicken, duck, or other types of poultry. While our kayak, or a cat-like animal tuh is not the name feather. Except for the hair."

"Ayeah?" Ask me a question.

"Yes!"

"Lha is why the hair in the ketek named the fur ketek? Or nose hair? Also eyelashes? Why not sticky hair, nose hair, or eye hair?" Ask me in a row.

"...hhmm..intelligent also Lo yes! I just fucked up."

"What is the importance of a call?" My true origin.

And the conch was silent for a moment. Before he suddenly asked.

"Gue so inget, why the hell do you give my title with the call 'Keong'?" Ask the conch suddenly.

In that instant, I immediately regretted my clever mouth. So that it can plunge me on the question that was just asked by the conch.

'Your mouth is, Laa!! Now what do you want to answer?'

"Since I don't like it!"

"What do you mean?"

"I hate snails the most!" I confess honestly.

"Can't you?"

"I have a bad experience with snails."

"Try the story!"

I glared at the Conch.

'He's acting like the boss just told me this is. hu uh!'

"I accidentally swallowed a little snail while I was swimming in the river. It happened when I was still in SD."

"Nelen doang's? You must be leeping right?" The conch knew damn well.

"Yes." said I paused.

"But I was lepeh in, after I accidentally bit the conch until the shell broke," I continued.

crick.

And the conch immediately laughed at the misfortune that befell me once.

"Haha! Damn it Lo, La! It must be the smell of a big kiss!" Said the Conch among her laughter.

"Yes very unlucky. And I must also meet the conch again. This time it's a big snail. The conch is so bad! And smell too! That's my second impression when I see you!" Umpat me honest.

"Yes! You are the stinking. Farting recklessly!"

"It was unintentional! Syuutt. don't make no noise!" My omel to the conch, when the customer sitting at the table next to us looked at me with a smile-resistant face.

I then kind of ducked forward. And the conch followed me. The two of us continued the conversation in a quieter voice.

"That time you used a perfume that smelled so bad! I don't like the smell."

"Because of that, you give me the title of Keong? Because I don't smell like doang?!" Ask the Conch to conclude.

I'm nodding. "Yep. And because I feel good every time I see you!" I added.

The conch immediately scowled. But not for long. Because then he said again.

"But it's not good now, right? Proof of his time addiction Lo kissed the same big conch?" Said the Conch while raising his eyebrows.

"Basic bawdy!" Bump me straight, while re-establishing my sitting position. Get away from her shitty face that hick-ass conch!

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