Becoming a Ning

Would Rat

"Woy, what's our animation job this time?" pekik Wendi's.

"Where, if the animated illustration of the rigors of the world?" kanaya Suan.

"Bodo lu! Yes, when there are small children want to see so, mending also they see love," said Megi.

"Where ... if we make an animation about a woman who moves into someone's body?" cut me.

The four of us were circling around in class thinking about the task given by one of the teachers.

"Huh? Crazy, lu? Yakali, there are people who want to see it like that" protested Wendi. The only man in our gang.

Actually, we had not previously accepted any male members. But, because of the beauty of seeing Wendi who has no friends and is always in bully.

Be we pick him up, he's shunned and bullied for no reason. He was much more beautiful than the three of us.

Like people say, yes, he looks more like a girl than us let alone me. Geeh ....

"So, what do you think the people on want to see the animation? Who's dating, holding hands? Oh, that's ordinary!" criticize me and get up off the bench.

Uh ... wait, Guys! You guys want to meet me one by one, don't you? We don't know either, do we? Do not know then do not love, already know can be the same widower rich. Oops ....

"But, Mega Gavesha. That kind of thing doesn't make sense, you know, doesn't it?" Kanaya did not lose protest also at the proposal I gave.

Yep! Mega Gavesha is the name pinned on this sweet and unyu woman about seventeen years over a month ago.

"We have to be different young people, different from other people. If about romance, especially about delinquency in animation, it is very common.

Different things we have to do, when we want to be like people, anyway? Not really in time to know!" I told them all.

I looked at the people I was staring at, "Where?" my connection.

They shook their heads and looked at me like a freak, "You guys are so old-fashioned, anyway? That's great, tau! Come on, I'm going to the cafeteria!" break up and leave them in class.

"Buk Nining, the rat meatballs are one bowl, yes!" my door with a slight scream made the person in the cafeteria stare straight at me.

"Hahaha, kidding me! Yakali, Buk Nining wants to tell you to eat rat meat. You should all be fed crocodile meat!" I laughed at their panicked faces.

In fact, even if they really do know that it's rat meatballs and meatballs?

''Lu, yes, Mega demen really for the hangers!'' pissed Bik Nining hit my arm.

''Some of them, the pretentious fear of all eating rat meat. Turn to eat money corruption from his usual mak aja tuh,'' my lips leaned on the selling table Bik Nining staring at the humans who in the end in medsos privately owned will be written ''Info locker.''

After waiting fifteen minutes, my order was done and Bik Nining directly handed it to me.

Yes ... indeed the system here is very independent, the buyer must take the food he wants himself.

If in cafes, surely it has not been sold if this is the model. Uh, but it's different abroad.

In fact, there are also those who have no guards. They give full confidence to the buyer.

I took a cell phone in my pocket and opened the app that knows everything in this world even the image of heaven she knows, woy?!

That's great, isn't it? I type what I want to look for while adding sausage and chili except soy sauce, because I don't like it.

Ning is a title or title for Kyai descendants for women. This title is a sign that someone has a tough task!

This is in accordance with the philosophy of the word, 'Ning' itself which comes from the Javanese sentence, 'Beningno ati' which means clear heart.

Such a person should be able to clear the heart to be a good example for his followers/santri.

While chewing meatballs, I read the understanding and saw how the pesantren world really is.

Btw, I started to get interested in this Islamic thing while reading a novel that showed the story of how a Ning married Gus.

"Heavy duty? What's hard there is when he's betrothed and forced into marriage, huh?" I nodded straight ahead.

"Not a time, huh, so a Ning? Can rummage santri and cooked food. Ntar .. if I don't like living to Umik hahaha." I laughed to myself imagining what my life would be like to be a Ning.

A life that can rule the crowd, married to a handsome Gus also patient and parents who love their children.

Naturally, me and my three friends are broken home victims all. But, relax! We are all rich, so our parents always thought that the most important thing was the money in this world.

No need to tuh, the figure of a parent who gives affection or even understanding also love to his child.

Like me, I was the only child of a parent who was said to be. My father is a member of the House of Representatives and the headmaster's mother is quite famous.

But I'm not the school where Mama works. I attended SMK Negeri 6 majoring in animation.

My parents are against? Of course not, they don't care what I take for my life.

I live three with Bibik also a gardener at home, they are husband and wife who take care of me from childhood.

"The anj*ng, looking everywhere for meatballs!" nagging Kanaya the most different religion from the four of us.

She ... mmm .. pretty, brown-skinned woman and lives with her mother. He has a girlfriend and met his girlfriend.

Beuh .. bucinnya not kelulungan, most ex among us because it is easy to shoot as well and certainly immediately nerima anyone.

"Tau, tuh! People are also dizzy about the task even cool here he swallowed rat meat made by Bik Nining," protested Megi woman whose name is similar to mine.

Many people think we are twins; Maga, Megi, even though our faces are also different parents. I accepted him as a friend also because of that, because our names are similar.

"Bik Nining, Megi ngehina bibik meatballs!" pekikku complained with a careless smile towards Megi.

"God! You, yeah, want to not love Bibik again eat here? Where are you going to eat, huh?" bik Nining's reprimands are always emotional every time we come to the cafeteria.

Megi and others laughed except for Megi who was not clear, he clenched his hands to hit me.