"Girl, it's late at night and it's damn cold outside. What the hell are you doing here? Our apartment is that way."
"Shut up. I'm getting dizzy."
"You didn't do something stupid and get yourself pregnant behind my back, right?"
"Dude, what the fuck??"
"Oh. Judging by your bored eyes, you're definitely not pregnant. Thank God."
"You did not just think I'm that stupid, right? I thought we're friends."
"Well, you look stupid now. You're literally holding on a mango tree."
"Because I'm dizzy and there's nothing to lean on. It's better to hold a mango tree than other living things, especially human beings, because mango trees don't give me trust issues."
"Hey, come on. I was just asking why you're here alone. It's not that deep."
"What can I say? Mango trees have no unpredictable behaviors except standing, which gives me easier options to act upon or against. None."
"Stop trying to sound funny. Are you drunk? I thought you're teetotal."
"It has nothing to do with alcohol. Just dizzy after crying too much on my way home. Don't you dare ask me why."
"Alright, then. I won't ask. Let's just get back to our unit. You can let go of the poor mango tree now. Hold onto me instead. Here, here. Let's head back inside."
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Gemi
Short StoryThe turbulence of what Devandra Dasaputra and Eka Gemi Nastiti would like to keep as a mindful friendship. Ge·mi (Jw, a): hemat; sangat hati-hati; -- nastiti: hemat dan cermat Gemi (Javanese, a): prudent; very careful; -- nastiti: frugal and meticul...