I'm Not a Wild Grass

Erlan (Laila POV)

"Stupid snail! Poison conch! Stinky knees!" I cursed while brewing the black coffee my song boss ordered.

Before the door was closed, I heard the man ask for black coffee. So now I'm struggling in front of the dispenser to make coffee for my boss.

"Why do you think Laila? Jampe-jampe in coffee kok use the name keong keongan anyway?" Goda Erlan, one of my office boy colleagues.

I see Erlan now taking a tray and a few glasses. It seems he was also about to make a drink.

"Bikin' drinks too, Lan?" I asked to distract. Lazy to explain at length about the incident this morning. Make the mood worse.

And Erlan seemed to realize my bad mood. Maybe he saw the expression of my face that was as cute as the knee that did not become married.

"Yes. Make staff on the third floor. Ordinary, the morning hours gini is often his work tuh make coffee," as usual Erlan explained.

"Ooh.." I said briefly.

"Later finished making coffee, stack the files that must be photographed coffee in. You can use a coffee machine, right?" ask Erlan.

"It's still a little confused anyway.."

"Yes already. You will call me later if you are still confused. Here, save my number!"

Erlan then mentioned her mobile number. And I'm in a hurry to keep it on my butute phone.

"Well in the save?" ask Erlan to make sure.

"Udah. Thanks, Lan!" say I thank you.

"Together.."

For a moment the mood became quiet. I just poured the hot water in the dispenser into a small cup that I took from the cupboard.

"Who are you making coffee for, Laila?" Erlan asked suddenly.

When I remember who I made this black coffee for, I wanted to go back to cussing wildly. Shown in my mind that annoying face belongs to that song boss.

"Hhh! Create a new head manager!" Answer me with emotion.

"Oh, have you met our new boss? How's the guy like? Okay no?" Erlan asked.

Answering Erlan's question, I spontaneously grabbed the lap on the table and squeezed it hard.

"Boro-boro good! Real nyebelin really know not the hell, that guy!" I finally muntab, spilling my frustration.

"He is a sweet guy, has no ethics, and has no humanity! I swear he can't be humanized like all humans!" My omel is long.

"You mean, our new head manager?" Ask Erlan to make sure. I saw a small smile adorning the oriental face of the young man in front of me.

"Yes! Who else is trying to be as sweet as him! I want to wipe the guy's face with this lap," I continued nagging while showing the lap in my hand.

Then, unconsciously I tugged the rag that I had in my hand until the sound of a tear was heard. Spontaneously, Erlan and I turned to look at my hand. And we saw a big enough tear on that lap in my hand.

"Duh! Tattered! how's this?!" I was a little worried when I saw the victim of the accidental violence committed by my hand.

"Is it really okay?" ask me still worried.

"Yes, it's okay. There's still a lot of laps in the closet," entertain Erlan back.

Then, I saw Erlan pick up a new lap that was in the lower closet. He then placed it near the dispenser, then picked up and threw the torn cloth into the trash.

"Today I felt really good. This is my first day at work, Lan. I don't want to make a mistake. But I just let go of farting in front of the song-"

"Huh?! You release fart?!" Erlan cut my words.

As soon as I noticed the grin on the young man's face, I realized that I had let go. I was embarrassed and wanted to swallow my words earlier.

'My mouth is a firecracker that knows no time! Very often, let go of talking!' dumel me in my heart.

"You were farting, Laila? Let me guess! You farted time again with our new manager huh?? That's why you're not clear about our new boss!" Guess Erlan very precisely.

Feeling no longer able to retreat, I finally told him about the incident in our new manager's office earlier. And, throughout the story, Erlan unceasingly laughed while hunchbackly holding his stomach.

After I finished telling the story, before long Erlan stopped laughing.

"Laipa.. Laila.. You're so desperate for the boss! Good thing our new boss is nice and didn't fire you. Try if you faced the previous head manager? Wiihh.. the address will be directly pulled by your security guard to the outside of the building!" Tegur Erlan with a friendly smile.

"Hh.. She's also a bitch, Lan. The time I farted was not allowed anyway! It is a violation of Human Rights (Human Rights)! It's heartless humanity!" My omel is back.

I saw Erlan shaking her head at me. And somehow I felt like I was the wrong side when I saw Erlan's eyes on me.

I was singing my lips, feeling sad and sorry. 'Know that, it did not need to tell me. Make a bete!' regret me in my heart.

I rushed to get the coffee cup I had made. I put the cup of coffee on a small plate and I wanted to get out of this little room. Leaving Erlan who was still smiling at me.

"Udah, ah! Want this coffee anterin first to our new head manager. It'll be cold again for the coffee!" My pamphlet to Erlan.

Just twice I stepped up, suddenly Erlan held back my steps with her words.

"I'm curious, Laila. Indeed your fart as much as you want, so it could be the source of your commotion as the new boss?" Tanya Erlan who is now busy putting tea bags and coffee grounds on empty glasses on a tray.

Feeling like I had a chance to prank my new friend a little, I gave Erlan my parting gift.

'psshh..'

"Kayak gini nih, Lan," I answered ambiguously, answering Erlan's curiosity.

Then I rushed outside the room. Leaving Erlan with the smell of the yam dregs I ate this morning.

After being outside the room, before long I heard Erlan cursing quite loudly.

"Buset de Laa! Don't give me a direct bomb like this too!" Erlan's voice sounded from inside the pantry room.

"Hihihi. "I also grinned all the way to the top floor of the building. Where my head manager is now.

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