I'm Not a Wild Grass

Refinery Pen (POV Laila)

I was stunned when I saw the driver of the car in front of me coming out of the car.

'Nature! How's this?' I thought I was panicking enough. It makes me unable to move at all.

I don't even remember getting off the bike I'm sitting on right now. Because of the feelings of anxiety and fear that began to control themselves.

"Good night! Could you please come down for a minute?" Said the young man dressed in polish in front of me.

"I. yes, sir!"

I finally got off the Merry's seat. Then stood nervously in front of the police in front of me. A small notebook was suddenly taken out by the policeman from his vest pocket.

"Can you please show me her identity and STNK?" Pinta Pakpol again.

(Pakpol: Mr. Police)

"There's Sir!"

Nervously, I pulled out my wallet from the small backpack I was carrying. Then, I show you the SIM and STNK requested by the Pakpol.

Pakpol then studied my SIM and STNK well. He then recorded something in his notebook. Seeing that, my heart is getting dag dug not because.

"Mm..what's my fault, sir?" Ask me to dare.

The Pakpol looked at me sharply, before finally answering.

"It's obvious, isn't it? You have been driving at high speed, without wearing a helmet," said the Pakpol looks right.

I immediately grabbed my head.

That was true what Pakpol said. I'm not wearing a helmet right now.

My helmet yesterday was urinated on by a stray cat who used to play at home. I knew that when I left for work this afternoon.

Unfortunately, because of the time that I spent, I decided not to wear a helmet. Only this day I don't wear it. I thought it would be okay, because many of the other riders were not wearing helmets on the street that I used to walk from home to the supermarket.

"But usually it's okay, sir. No helmet on.." I'm filing a protest.

"Ohh. Do you usually not wear a helmet?" He accused Pakpol, then recorded a few more words on his note.

I suspect, the Pakpol may have written my additional mistakes to be more severe. Haish..

'Ouch, La! Why talk about it anyway! It's getting runny!' I nagged myself in my heart.

"Ehh?!! No, Sir! I usually wear a helmet. But that cat prick wants my helmet, jd helmet sy dirty."

"If so, wear another helmet, you can."

"Nothing, sir. That's my only helmet. I can't afford a helmet anymore, sir. My salary is very mediocre to pay rent and eat.."

I'm trying to act like a pathetic person now. Hope the Pakpol pity me and will forgive my mistakes this time.

'and snacks, and buy digital gold.' I added in my heart. Hihahi.

"When anything happens, driving on the streets it is mandatory to wear a helmet, Ma'am. It was for his own safety. And next time, reduce the driving speed too, yes. It looks like I just got home from work, doesn't it?"

"Yes, sir. It's so funny that I'm out of work?" My original seloroh.

"In that case, you must be tired, right? When physically tired, avoid speeding on the streets. Because at that time the focus of driving is relatively low compared to when the physical Mbak is still fresh. Worrying if the focus is less because of a tired body, will cause things to happen that are not desirable. Like an accident, for example,"

"Dwelling. Amit-amit. Don't swear it dong, sir!" I spontaneously commented. But I quickly regretted.

'Shut up, napa, il! This is a very itchy mouth for continued comment!' again, I grumbled to myself.

"I'm talking about facts, Mom. So I hope, his mother can be more careful and introspective again in the future yes, Mbak."

"Yes, Pakpol. Uh, Mr. Police mean it."

"In the meantime, STNK and SIM I confiscate first yes, Ma'am. Please her mother will go to the police station to take care of the ticket violation that Mbak did earlier."

"Well, what can't be peaceful, sir?" I'm trying to negotiate.

"Sorry, Ma'am. These breaches must be given appropriate legal action. It's not hard, you just need to go to the police station and take care of it for fifteen minutes. As for the fine of about two hundred and fifty thousand rupiah."

"Huh?! No time wearing a helmet can be fined that much sir?!" I say I don't believe.

"According to article 29 paragraph 1 it is said, that any rider or motorcycle passenger who does not wear a national standard helmet will be subject to imprisonment for one month or a maximum fine of 250 thousand rupiah. You can choose which action."

I was shocked. Didn't expect that I would have to take out that much pocket. Too bad I don't have that kind of money in my wallet right now. Because I haven't taken my payday at the ATM yet.

"Then I have to go to the police station tomorrow, sir?"

"For tomorrow, unfortunately the office does not open a service. So the mother can come on her Monday."

"yeah. Monday I work the morning shift, sir. Where can I go there. I may not have missed work either, sir. I could be fired later!" I reasoned.

"I'm sorry, Ma'am. The policy is like that. For the red date the office did not open administrative services related to the case Mbak this."

"If I pay now to you how, sir? Just a gocap, sir? In my wallet there's that much to doang, sir." I'm clear.

Unfortunately, the Pakpol did not budge with my bribe.

"I'm sorry, Ma'am. If so, excuse me first. This is Ma'am's letter. And on Monday, the mother can come to the office to take her SIM and STNK yes."

The Pakpol just turned around and left me. Which I chased as soon as I could.

"Wait a minute, sir! Please have mercy on me, sir. I love cepe deh. but I give gocap first to the Father, gocapnya again I take first to my house. My house is close, sir. Get in that alley. Not far!" I returned to cue.

"Sorry, excuse me, Ma'am!"

The Pakpol doesn't care about me caving in. The more upset I become.

'It's really good tonight!' dumel myself in my heart.

I'm still trying to hold Pakpol's arm to get into his car. But the pakpol tried to release my hand grip so easily.

Suddenly, while I was still busy pulling his hand pakpol, a voice came from behind me.

"Laila? You why?"

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