13. That Hard Grass Is...

*** HARD POV ***

I was so focused on observing the Stone that it looked almost like a banana in my hand that I almost ran out of breath.

I hastily poked my head up, "Puuuuah!!" Get as much oxygen as possible.

"You guys are going too far with Hardi, hurry up and return Hardi's panties!" Vera said that I could hear clearly even though it wasn't very clear, Maybe my ears got a little water.

That's right, they're going too far with me. But I also have to thank my four friends, because of them I found this banana stone. I named it that way because of its shape.

I shouted, "Give me back my underwear!"

I saw Rahmat snorting, then he took my underwear from the rock and threw it until it hit my face.

"Hahaha!" Many of them laughed at me.

"F**k you Mamat!!" I cursed furiously. Immediately I put on my underwear and slowly came out of the water while hugging my cold body.

Suddenly Ibn asked me, "Di, what is in your hand?" Surprised.

Oh! I just remembered the banana stone, "I don't know, I'll just play and pick it up" I answered as long as I didn't know why I picked up this golden banana stone.

When I was close to them, I put the stone into Yusman's hand, who seemed to be asking and spontaneously they immediately surrounded the banana stone in his hand. I don't care, My main goal is to put all my clothes back on, I might get sick if I stay cold for a long time.

My steps stopped at a wild tree. Crouching down, I unzipped the bag to get my clothes before a towel was unexpectedly draped over my shoulders. Turning to the side, I saw Om Pradit sitting with his back to me while looking at my friends who didn't seem satisfied playing with water.

Smiling, I stroked the towel on my back, I think it's his, "Thanks Uncle" I said. He nodded curtly without looking at me.

The smile on my lips grew wider, the towel he gave me wrapped around my waist and continued to remove my underwear from the inside.

"What did they see?" he asked curiously.

"Earlier, Hardi got a stone that looks like a banana cake and the color looks like gold"

Om Pradit turned his seat so he faced me, "Where did you get it?"

"In the middle of the water, Uncle"

"Oh"

I glanced at the man before focusing on looking for my clothes in my backpack. Except that night at the Inn, I've never heard him say a long word again. Even though his baritone voice would sound even more addicting if Uncle Pradit didn't speak loudly, it's a shame I thought.

After changing, I approached him with the intention of returning uncle Pradit's towel.

"It's uncle towel-Aaah!" Unfortunately, I tripped over the strap of a bag that belonged to someone else... Basically, I fell!

Brukk!

I grimaced, Oh my god my chin and forehead hurt so bad! And again I could feel like I had fallen on the rough grass. Wait... What is this? What grass is chewy like this?

As soon as I opened my eyes, I was shocked. It turned out that what I hit was not grass but uncle Pradit! The grass I was referring to just now seems to be his thin beard and the pain in my forehead is none other than his forehead. Lastly... The chewy ones in my mouth are uncle Pradit's lips!!

Spontaneously I got up and moved to lie down on the empty ground next to him. Many times I gulped rough saliva, In my heart I whined, Mama... The lips of your virgin son are gone huhuhu...!

"First kiss?" Said the man beside me suddenly.

I awkwardly replied, "Y-yes uncle" My eyeballs turned to the corner, peeking at him. Dazed or not I saw the corner of his lips rising.

Sighing, I chuckled slightly, "Uncle, do you think it's funny that a guy like Hardi has never kissed?

"No, that's good"

I turned my head, "What's good, Uncle?" I asked curiously.

He shook his head, "It's nothing" I snorted faintly, Just curious.

*** HARD POV END ***

The cold air began to greet their skin, a sign that it was getting late. They also agreed to set up a tent near the waterfall.

Suddenly Hardi shrieked from atop the rocks near the water, "Woi! Here are the fish!" He only realized this when the animal caught his eye as it pulled up in shallow water. Its size is only limited to the big toe of an adult with an almost transparent color and a very long mouth.

Hardi ran past the other teenagers without explaining anything, towards his backpack which was inside the tent.

"What are you doing?" Pradit asked the young man who was so busy rummaging through his backpack. Hardi gasped. He just realized that tonight he will sleep in one more tent with fierce uncle. That's because his cursed friends don't want to swap shifts with him.

"Looking for a net, uncle, to catch fish, not bad for dinner tonight" he said excitedly.

"You brought it?" Hardi's movement stopped after hearing fierce uncle's words.

Then the teenager smirked, "Ehehe... No uncle..."

Sighing, Pradit reached into his bag. A few minutes later he held out a net, "Use this"

He looked at the object in the man's hand and took it then asked, "how did uncle know that we would need this?"

"Just take it" Pradit answered briefly. His gaze sharpened on Hardi's plump lips, Pradit swallowed his saliva.

"Ooh, by the way thank you uncle!" Hardi rushes out.

As soon as he saw it, Yusman called out, "What were you talking about just now? We didn't hear"

"Huh! I said there's fish in the water!" Snorted Hardi shook his head.

"The one in your hand is a net, Di? Do you want to catch fish this afternoon?" Ibnu asked in disbelief.

"That's right! Not bad for eating, I brought rice from home, I didn't think it would be useful, especially since there's water here," said Hardi confidently.

Rahmat interrupted, "Since when did you bring a net into the forest like this, Di? Your brain is as cool as it seems."

The tan teenager rolled his eyes, "Speak one more time, I'll report you to uncle Pradit!" Hardy threatens.

"What does the net have to do with Ibnu's uncle?" Vera raised her eyebrow.

"Yes, obviously there is! This net belongs to uncle Pradit!" The six teenagers looked at each other in turn.

Yusman laughed softly, "Haha... Why is Uncle bringing all this up? What kind of pig do he think we're going to catch?"

"No need to protest! Come on, help me catch fish! Ummu, Vera, you two take the rice in my bag and cook okay?" The two girls nodded in understanding.

This time, Vera and Ummu did not use a solar stove, but a small stove with three stones lined up in a circle, each empty side being used as a place to put wood. The two women couldn't help but smile sweetly and in awe when fierce uncle kindly found them some wooden sticks.

It took about an hour for the 5 teenagers to get the small fish under the waterfall. They came back with a bucket full of fish.

"Poor my dear, there you guys take a shower again and come here later when the fish is cooked" Ummu told to pay attention. The 5 teenagers who were tired and drenched in sweat agreed and immediately carried out their duties.

"Mu, what do we cook this fish for?" Vera asked while looking confused at the bucket of fish in front of her.

Ummu thought, "Eem... Ah! We can just make crispy fish with chili paste, it must be delicious, especially with rice!" Her suggestion.

Vera shrugged, "It's up to you, I can't cook but I think I brought the chili paste in my bag, I'll be looking for a moment."

The sun went down into the night. The fire is kept burning. Sometimes they add wood so the red rooster doesn't go out so there's no need to use a flashlight.

Hardi praised, "Mumu's cooking is delicious!"

"I don't cook alone, Vera also helps" Ummu humbled herself. The corner of Hardi's lips dipped even more.

Suddenly Ibnu coughed, "Ekhem! Don't you look at my girl like that, do you want me to gouge out her eyes?" The sarcasm of the treacherous teenager next to him, Jealous.

"What are you playing jealousy with me, Mumu's I already consider my own sister!" Reply Hardi sneered. His mocking smile grew even more when Ummu pinched his waist in exasperation.

Vera stared at the 3 teenagers for a long time before focusing her attention on the food on her plate.

Yusman patted his girlfriend's shoulder, "What are you doing? Why are you daydreaming?"

The girl shook her head, "No, it's nothing."