College Boy: Hanung And Wati

The Suffering of an Kos Child

I am Hanung Binsetya, you can call Mendes. Will tell how my suffering as a boarding child, first about the cost of life problems during away from parents. At first I felt that living away from the old man was a fun thing, because it would not get nagged because of the ngeberantakin house, because, diplototokin bokap because I do not want to help nyokap clean-clear the same house disturbed when I again molor.

And the point is I am free to do anything without fear of anyone who ngarang.

My home in Bogor while my college in Jakarta, travel from Bogor-Jakarta can take about 2 hours. And as another alternative so that I can cepet nyampe campus and not late is to spend in the same place campus, count all self-study.

At first I could feel how beautiful the world was, but it only lasted a while because over time I started to suffer.

For example, like that time, after finishing SMEs I immediately rushed home to boarding because laper, because now the old date and my wallet asmaanya relapse, instant noodles is my food menu this mall.

Finished eating instant noodles an hour ago, my stomach began to rumble again want to eat more money I stay a little, want to ask for food but to whom? Costing friends may not be because they are as much suffering as I, the cost mother is also not possible because he and his family again in Palembang, Palembang, to the neighbors is more likely later in the thought I do not know myself anymore.

But, yes, I did make a stomach using maagh medicine?

When I again fall in bed while eating delicious–who knows aja lapernya lost, uh my delusion immediately messy, the cause is because of the kedatengan bang Yuvin. Immediately I became the same keel bang Yuvin when I was eating seafood again, because of the bang Yuvin I also so added laper and I don't want to know anyway bang Yuvin should be responsible, because I don't want to know, no need to buy expensive food that I just shadowed, a pack of fried rice is also enough ehehe.

Just wanted to say, bang Yuvin to give black plastic that I myself do not know what it contains.

"What's up, Bang?" ask me while pointing at the black plastic that was given the same bang Yuvin.

"Schotel's macaroni."

My eyes immediately widened, continued to change the position that was again lying down so sit down, open the contents of plastic is not impatient.

Yes it is, the stomach is laper gini.

"Make me, Bang?"

"Yes, everybody make you."

"Thank you, Bang."

There are three Macaroni schotel baking pans that are still anget and I intend to make all macaroni schotel is this malem without the slightest residue, but that does not mean the same baking sheet I eat as well.

With a flowery feeling, I ate a mouthful of macaroni schotel with pleasure.

Thank God, I can sleep well.

"Woi, Nung? Lo laper what's the rampage? Slow down cake when you eat."

Since my mouth was full of the same food, as a response I grinned for three seconds then continued eating again.

.

That's the first suffering, though, the next suffering is about my messy boarding room– cause because I myself was too lazy to make room because abis home from college thing I often do tambahan while maen games.

"Geez, Hanung!!! Your work rebahan mulu! Wake lo!!" Bang Yuvin nagged like my mother.

"Aaan the hell Bang? It's noisy!" say me with a little rent, because I again push rank even in disturbed.

Although my eyes are fixed to the screen hape, but I can hurt if the Yuvin bang again clucked, "Gue will not be noisy if the room is messy, a piece of clean!!"

"Males ah."

"Oh that? Okay, I won't pay you any more money if your wallet has recurred!"

The threat of Yuvin's stingy bang outweighed Naruto's Kurama Jinchuuriki rampage, making me hurriedly stand tall facing Yuvin's bang while saluting.

"Each commander! In a matter of 3 seconds, I'll tidy up this room."

Bang Yuvin ruffled his waist while rolling eyes, "Based on a can of crackers, a piece of mop! Don't forget the trash under your bed in the finish as well."

"Ready commander!"

After the bang Yuvin who went out of nowhere, I let out a long sigh watching the whole messy room. Though I was cool nge-games even disturbed but if the room is not given my life at the end of the month can be threatened, and finally I want to machine my bed, my books, and finally I want to, my dirty clothes, as well as the remnants of food wrappers scattered.

Different about the boarding room, different also about the bathroom. A little explanation, so the building that is made for this index there is a kitchen, six bedrooms, three bathrooms, a living room that is converted into a gathering room, the same yard in front of the boarding house. Each room in the habitation of one to two people, if in totalin all boarding children who live in the index there are ten people and the average occupant of college children.

The first time I lived in this apartment, there were only four people. The occupant was me, bang Yuvin, bang Wildan, the same bang Bagas.

In the early days I never saw what it was called a bathroom fight, but after I lived in a boarding house almost a year, I did, new to that I rasain almost every day especially now there is one bathroom that is clogged and has not been perfected.

When I want to poke there is a human nyebelin that nyerobot I want to go to the bathroom.

"Nung, stay back. I'm first, because it's already kebellet."

Though just one step away to enter the bathroom, but bang Wildan already nyerobot first he said at the end. Because I am a typical human who does not have the heart I finally chose to give up, besides pity also his face bang Wildan spit it.

"Yes, go in sono," I said to bang Wildan who I just realized that he's a fart, where the fart stinks more than rotten eggs.

"Buset dah, the smell is very farts lo," I said while covering my nose because it can not stand the same smell, while the perpetrator just whiny doang.

"Hehehe Maap, Nung."

Bang Wildan closed the bathroom door and I waited for about five minutes but bang Wildan has not come out too and if you think about it I'll be long because it's only five minutes.

Finally I shifted, standing in front of the other bathroom door while shaking the door.

"There's no one in the dalem?"

"She's aaaa."

"Who?"

"Rian."

"Yan's school, I'm going to be lost."

"Yes, just wash your hands again."

About two minutes I waited and finally Rian came out of the bathroom with cold wet hair.

"Surge, move. I have an important mission," I said as Rian stood in front of the bathroom door, but I entered.

"It's usually dong," rentotnya because I reflex a little pushing his body.

"Lagian lo ngalangin." Rian did not answer my statement, he is more willing to go to the kitchen while curling again his wet hair wear and tear.

.

According to the story I heard from my campus tenants who snekos, they often complain about the owner of a chatty and fierce cost. They said that if the late return from hours that have been determined to be plototokin or worse will be locked despite the alesannya ngerjain task, continue to be often diomelin because of late pay the cost money.

I want to say Alhamdulillah while prostrating my gratitude, because I do not have problems with the owner of the cost because the owner of the cost is not fierce the same as not chatty, not like the owner of other costs, not like the owner of other costs, which makes the kids suffer even more.

Honestly, at first I had to think about the owner of a fierce cost. Later if for example I am late to pay the rent will be kicked from the cost, right? Or maybe if I come home late will tell me to sleep outside?

But the bad thought was immediately lost because the owner of the boarding house is friendly and very good, the proof is that just when I just came I was welcomed with a glass of tea equal a few snacks.

So, I stayed a week. Costing mother often brought food for me the same other boarding residents, he also said he said if there was anything to say just no need to hesitate.

I've been waiting a month to pay the boarding money because the money goes to buy college supplies, and with the rest of the mother said gini, "It's okay, I understand, you're still in college."

Not only I doang who ever wait but the other residents are also the same and he can kindly understand it. Ibu kos emang most the best, can understand the suffering of the children kosnya.

But there is one thing that makes me sprained from the owner of the cost, more precisely the same sprain his grandson. You see, his grandson is very recalcitrant, when I was again cool watching tv while lying on the carpet of his grandson's mother who was only six years old immediately rose my body he said to play horses, he wanted to play, never once also when I again nyapuin front page there is a ball that strays on my shoulder, when I look right left nyari perpetrator turns out the perpetrator's granddaughter mother kos, and, I wanted to be angry and not be.

It feels like the boy wants me to wrap up continue to send to Alaska, his abis wayward anyway. But fortunately the boy was not nervous at the boarding house anymore because he had moved to Tangerang ngutin his father who moved to work.

.

Although the boarding place is comfortable but there is a behavior of cosane cement-men that make me uncomfortable which actually makes it sprained, for example kayak at that time. When I was sleeping with Emma Waston in the garden full of flowers, I suddenly woke up because the room next door is very noisy because the music is too loud when this is lazy.

If the mallem bang Yuvin again do not nginep in his cement house, I am sure that the door next to the hinge will be dislodged because it was broken down the same bang Yuvin.

I tried to listen to the music with a pillow, but for fifteen minutes I did not go to sleep with the feeling that I had gone out of the room for a human negur in the next room.

"Woi! Open door!"

"Why?"

The human occupant of the next room, open the door of his room continues to nanya while masang expression pretend not to understand the same purpose I made nengur him, seriously I am the most like people like gini, kayak, and before he opened the door the volume of music he set to be choked.

"Lo if the music volume does not look dong, I can not sleep!"

Next to his eyebrows raised as I said so, "Lo woke up? Sorry, Nung. I don't know" he said, scratching his head.

"But now you know, right?" In response, the human being nodded.

"Yes, this time I'm maklumin. But inget do not nyetel music kenceng again let alone fit malem-malem, later my room is random," threat I make him nodding again.

Don't get me wrong, even though my face is handsome I am an expert in things that make things worse, let alone a dumpster.

"Yes, Nung. Yes, yes, yes."

He closed the door after saying maap, when I entered the room to continue sleeping again. The man did it again. Although it has been reprimanded many times with me, the same other residents of the cost, as well as the same mother. The man is doing it again. But fortunately not long after the mother kos nasehatin bluetooth speaker is damaged, Wkwkwk rasain tuh stone anyway really if you sayin.