I'm Not a Wild Grass

I'm Not a Wild Grass
Dining in the Warung (POV Laila)



After an unexpected encounter with her husband Nindi, the two couples then passed away without saying goodbye. Nindi pulled the mature looking arms of her husband away from me and Erlan who was still shocked by the fact we just found out about her.


That Nindi was married, I had no idea. And when I saw Erlan was as surprised as I was, I also knew that my lover did not know the status of Nindi's marriage that had been kept tight all this time.


After all, Nindi is good at showing that she is a single woman. I'm picturing. If only Erlan had become involved with Nindi, it could be Erlan who would be accused of being the actor, uh, the current player.


(Pebinor \= snatch bini people)


"You're not sorry, Lan, aren't you Nindi?"


Erlan and I are enjoying Erlan's fish at a stall in the lake area. In this stall does provide cooking services for fish.


As soon as the fish burned the catch Erlan and Pak Seno I bit, I was immediately spoiled with a fresh and sweet sensation on my tongue. The delicious taste is beyond any fish I've ever eaten!


Erlan who was also devouring her grilled fish, instantly gave me a look of solot.


"Fuck you, La! Yes, not! I could say pebinor later!" Erlan replied with a slurred look.


"Hihihi. ya times you want to be a pebinor," my tease back.


"Diii. amit-amit deh. Instead of being a player, I'm mending say bye. Kayak.." Erlan's speech hangs.


I stared confusedly at my lover.


"Kayak..?" I'm hunting for the continuation of Erlan's words.


First, Erlan looked at me carefully. Only then did he continue his words.


"I think that I did it when I accidentally saw you again with Kiyano near the toilet first." said Erlan honestly.


Hearing Kiyano's name, my heart without asking, recalled the pain that the man had inflicted on my heart. Until then I felt Erlan's hand that was my hand. Only then did I become aware of my current existence.


"Do you still love her, La?" Erlan's whisper was full of questions.


'Love? I don't know. Clearly, my heart still hurts every time I remember his name, my monologue in heart.


But to Erlan, my mouth seems locked. And I'm not sure what kind of answer to him.


Then, I saw a wound in Erlan's eyes. And I was also in a panic. I don't think I can see the wounds in my lover's starry eyes.


"Well.no, Lan! I don't love! I don't love him!" I hurriedly reached for Erlan's fingers which had taken my hands off when I did not rush to answer his question regarding Kiyano.


Erlan looked at me. Only then did I speak again.


"Hhh. I'm sorry, La. I shouldn't have asked you that at the moment. Surely you still feel hurt by your separation and Kiyano. Moreover, it turns out that your separation was due to a marriage relationship between Kiyano and his other women,"


Erlan gave a moment's pause to his sentence.


"I can't imagine being accused of being an actor, but you never meant to be one. Surely you feel really zolimi huh, La?" Erlan asked closing her sentence.


"Why do you know if I'm accused of being an actor without me knowing?" Reply me with a question.


Erlan took my hand again.


"I could've guessed from the conversation with Nindi, just now. And I know damn well. If you will never want to damage other people's relationships," Erlan said with so much confidence.


Feeling moved, I immediately threw myself into Erlan's arms. Lucky at that time the stall where we ate was only the two of us and the owner of the stall only. That was also the owner of his stall was in his stall room. So that I was free to hug Erlan without any shame.


"Thank you, Lan. Only you can trust me without me needing to tell you anything" I said in Erlan's arms.


A second later, I hurriedly pushed Erlan's chest away. Until Erlan almost fell down from the long bench that we sit now.


"Aishh, Iila! Why anyway?! Again the cool embrace is even back to being barbaric again?!" Protests Erlan who tried to sit upright back on his bench.


I first rode a horse to Erlan. It was only after her that I hurriedly apologized to her.


"Sorry, Lan! Pardon me! I was spontaneous to push you. You see, I just inget, that your hands will still be dirty from eating grilled fish. If you pat my back, then my clothes will get dirty, Lan!" I was honest at length.


"Diihh. kirain why. You know just because it is? I also thought about La. I'll pat your back when my hands are dirty like this" Erlan said, showing her dirty right hand.


"Continue?" Ask me back.


"What the hell did that mean?" Erlan asked back while giving me a confused look.


"You're talking about my back with that left hand?" Ask me to clarify.


"Nepok what the hell? When am I gonna knock your back, La? I just hug you doang. Both of my hands are still on this dirty gini!" Erlan said while showing her left hand which also turned out to be dirty from fish seasoning.


'Erlan must have used both hands while picking up the meat of the grilled fish that was still hot, just now,' I guessed in my heart.


"Don't lie to me, Lan! Lha wong earlier I thought you were patting my back. Slowly anyway. But I really do!" I said hard.


"Damf. Can't believe. Just ask the mbak warungnya tuh. Ma'am, Ma'am! Please take a look at my girlfriend's back dress. Is there a dirty traces of fish seasoning not tuh, Mommy?" Suddenly Erlan asked for help to the guard Ma'am.


With a strange expression, his stall boy looked behind me, then shook his head slowly.


"His clothes are clean, brother!" His Mbak.


I was stunned in disbelief.


"That's right! Obviously I'm not patting your back, La. If I had patted your back, it would have been your shirt with dirty marks, right?" Erlan's papar is pretty reasonable.


I also reflected on Erlan's words. It's also impossible if the keeper's brother lies. Why would he lie to us, two strangers?


"Then who patted my back?" Unknowingly, I voiced my question, no matter who.


"You're sleepy, La. Diih.. whereas only six o'clock less now." said Erlan before finally resuming his grilled fish meal.


While I was still confused, suddenly the shopkeeper took my hand from behind the table.


"Sister. brother.." call the ma'am the stall keeper.


"Hmm? Yea?" Follow me swiftly.


"That's it." said the Mama to the corner on my left.


I also followed the direction of the Ma'am, and found nothing in the place he was visiting.


The mother looked at me with a look of the nelangsa.


"Can't see him, can you? from earlier he was concerned about Brother you know." said the Mbak with a small whisper.


Instantly, the fur I sat on my nape stood up. Especially when I looked back at the empty corner I had seen. It was as if I had seen a shadow pass by so quickly.


'Alamak. a'udzubillaahi minasysyaithoonir rojiim. a'uudzubillaahiminasysyaithoonir rojiim.' My rapals are in a heart that is numb to fear.


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