I'm Not a Wild Grass

Memories of Fried Bananas (POV Laila)

And time continues to pass. Dragging my steps without me being able to race again

Since breaking up with Erlan, the young man has never contacted me or seen me again. And I feel empty. It felt like something was missing in my seemingly ordinary life.

Often I look up at the phone screen that displays Erlan's contact number. It was at that moment that I almost always imagined if I pressed the dial button on the number so I could hear the barito voice of the young man.

But my daydream was stopped only until it became a daydream. Because in the next second I'll be reminded of the reason I broke up with Erlan. And it was for the good of the young man himself.

Often I was pensively staring at the papaya tree that grew beside the road near the intersection of red lights. Usually when the traffic lights are red, I will look at the old papaya trees and remember the supernatural events I experienced with Erlan and the Kunti.

For some reason even though it was a terrible experience, it was also an experience that I missed so much at a time like this. It's weird, isn't it?

Once, one afternoon, when I was just coming home from work. I was resting while eating the fried food that Mama left on the dinner table plate.

While eating the fried banana that had tasted cold in my hand, I also returned to my memories with Erlan. That was the time when the young man regularly played to my house after he returned from work.

At that time Erlan often spent fritters that were either made by me or also made by Mama.

Flashbacks.

"La, guess what. Why the hell, often the banana is curved shape? Why not straight?" Erlan throws puzzles.

"Mm. because from there it is already so, Lan. Uh, but there's also a straight shape. That's tuh. Like a banana that likes to be at a wedding event. The shape is straight, right?" Reply with a statement.

"Err. yeah, too. That muli banana is his name, isn't it? But suppose all bananas are curved. Why is it curving and not straight?" Erlan asked quite forcefully.

"Well, where can the question be like that, Lan. As per dong facts!" Again my words challenged Erlan.

"Ah. dear. His name is also a guess. Just make exclamations. Dong, guess what. Why try banana shape often curved. Not straight?"

"OKAY. Okay.. Mister coercorative. I answered the riddle."

I thought for a few seconds.

"Mm.. what because..is it fate?" Answer me origin.

"No!"

"If so.. is it because he's out of rebonding so he can be straight, not curly curved again?" I guess I'm original.

At that instant Erlan was crushed.

"Haha! Not really! At rebonding? Laila's.. Laila's. There's-There's a hell of an answer to that!" Erlan was unable to make fun of my original answer earlier.

"Yes, because what dong? Been already. I'll give it up!"

"Well. suck ah. That time is so bright!" Erlan was again mocked.

"Yes, I didn't lose. Confused about it," I said while picking up fried bananas on a plate.

"Hmm. okay. So the answer to the question 'why the shape of the banana is often curved and not straight' is.."

Erlan paused for a moment on that remark.

"Because if the shape is straight, it's called a highway!"

Crick..

Without shading around, I reward Erlan with a pinch that is quite tight on his arm.

"Admend it! Pain, La!" Erlan lodged a protest.

"Rasain is! Then give the puzzle anyway that is not good quality. What answer was that? What does this have to do with curved bananas and toll roads? If you want bo doh, don't take me ah! I don't want my intelligence level to go into freefall like yours!" My bait is pretty spicy.

"Haishh Laila Darling. That's very. His name is also guessing. Yes, the answer is also just to make exclamations. Don't make excuses to play pinch-pubit dong, La.." cried Erlan while rubbing his arm that I just pinch.

"Then nua, next time if you want to guess the quality tuh, dong!"

"OKAY. I have one more guess. Guess what, La."

"Germutu isn't the puzzle? I don't want to play guessing which answer turns out not to be connected at all," I put the conditions in this puzzle game.

"Germutu.. quality.I'm sure, you will like the same answer later!"

"So, try to mention the similarities between clothes that are dried again the same as our cell phones!" Erlan reveals her puzzle.

"uhh? Same clothes on a cell phone? What's the equation?"

"Yee! Ask back! Yes, you are the one who answered! I'm the one who gave you the riddle. I have to answer them too!" Dumel Erlan while taking part in the chopping of fried bananas for the next time.

"Mm.. The equation, right? Because clothesline and cell phone are both objects!" I'm guessing.

"Wrong!"

I cringed confused.

"Yes! You ask for the equation between the two things. Yes the answer is true dong if both are indeed the same thing!" I'm putting out a little protest.

"Well, your answer is factually correct. But that's not the answer to this guess. Come on La, think again. He said I'm smart.." Erlan mocked me.

A little annoyed at being mocked by her, I also again gave an original answer.

"Because both of them are held every day!"

"Hahaha. no. Yes, yes, yes. Poor thing I saw that frustrated face of yours."

"Fuck you, Lan. Yes it is. I'll give it up. Be careful if the answer is no longer quality like that earlier!

" Adududu. non beautiful do not get angry. I tell you the answer yes. This answer can only be thought of by people with high IQs like me!"

"*****.. Have it answered!"

"Haish. So the equation between clothesline and cell phone is. because both are equally lifted if it is cringed!"

"..."

"..."

I've been preparing to pinch Erlan's arm back. But the young man had first risen from his seat and kept a distance of several meters away from me.

"here! Here you are Lan! What kind of answer is that! The clothes are lifted when they are dry. But cellphones?!" Said me while getting up and about to step up to approach Erlan.

Erlan retreated to the front yard of my contract. And prepare to run away if at any time I hit him.

"Ehh. The phone will also always be lifted, La lost already KRING.it already sounds KRING means.."

"Well?!" I'm gawking in disbelief. Then think about the answer to the puzzle again carefully and thoroughly.

"DRY clothes and Mobile KRING, La. are both lifted! Aye right?" Erlan explained.

A second later, I laughed too.

"Hahaaha! Smart... smart...could be you, Lan! Hihihi, yes too. Hihihi.."

"Yes, right? My answer is correct, right?" Erlan asked still with a standing position that was a bit far away from me.

"Yes right. That's right I admit, this puzzle is pretty entertaining."

"So, I'm not gonna get pinched, am I?" Erlan asked with a feigned expression of fear.

I also smiled amusedly at Erlan's behavior.

"Yes.no!"

Erlan also looks relieved and comes back to sit on his chair earlier. After the young man sat down, quickly, I immediately pinched his arm quite tight.

"Adaw! How are you still pinching, La? You said you weren't going to nyubit!" Erlan protested while rubbing her aching arm.

"Who said I wasn't going to nyubit you. I just said 'no! 'Not stopping nyubit' means. hihihi.."

And Erlan looked at me with an annoyed look.

Flashback complete.

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