NINGRAT Between Him And Duda

Fart Allergy

“Ning ... You were fired !” said Riska, Ning's superior in a firm tone.

“Loh, why am I fired anyway, Mom? I just started working this morning.” Ning didn't accept that she was suddenly fired.

“It is precisely because of that, not a day of work you have made trouble with Mr. Director. Especially if I continue to keep you .. Can- can later I will be fired ...” cerocos Riska.

“Yeah, Mom ... It wasn't my fault.” Ning continued to defend herself.

“Terus, you want to blame the director and the son of the owner of this company, huh?” Riska raised her tone.

“One of whom suddenly entered the bathroom and surprised me, Mom. I also did not know that Mr. Director had such a strange disease. My mother also did not tell me.” Ning blamed his boss instead.

“What? So now you blame me?” Riska began to stir up emotions.

“You should have told me, so I can be careful when cleaning the room Mr. Director. If this is the case, I will be blamed.” Ning bravely defended herself.

“Shut up! Instead of admitting mistakes, blame others. Leave this company now!” jakak Riska was angry as she pointed towards the door.

“Iya, Ms..” Ning can only resign and do not want to argue anymore. Because of the ends he remains blamed and dishonorably fired.

Ning turned her body about to leave. However, he suddenly recalled something and returned back to the right.

“Bu Riska ...” he said looking at the boss by throwing his sweetest smile.

“Aparticularly?” ask Riska nyolot.

“If I am fired, means I can severance dong, Bu?” said Ning shyly.

“Don't severance pay you won't get it. Work also new two hours, basic !“ Riska looks furious.

“But, Bu___”

“Have gone there ! can my high blood ngadepin you.” Riska was getting upset.

“Mother really won't give me one more chance, so?” Ning was still trying to negotiate expectantly.

“Do not expect ... already there go !” shouted Riska whose patience had run out.

Ning turned around and stepped out of the room with a sad and lethargic face.

“Ning ...” Riska called back to Ning.

Ning immediately twisted his body. “Moreover, the hell Bu!?” Now it was Ning's turn to be angry.

“Barthy you, how dare to snatch me!” Riska doesn't take being yelled at.

Ning let out a long sigh to neutralize his frustration. “Iya, Bu ... What's up?” Ning changed her tone to meek.

“That OB uniform don't take home, change clothes first before going home!” he said with a firm tone.

“Good Ma'am .. Is it done? I want to go home,” said Ning as if mocking.

“Again gone!” Riska realized Ning was mocking her.

Ning snorted in annoyance, then went out of the room of his boss. He walked towards the OB pantry with his locker closet.

During the journey in his heart continued to grumble and cuss Riska was also the director who had caused him to be fired.

Once there he took his clothes from inside the locker, then went to the toilet to change clothes. He came out after a while carrying an OB uniform.

He looked at the uniform with a sad and lethargic face, the uniform he had only worn two hours ago and was now removed again.

Ning let out a long sigh, he then kept the shirt on the table in that locker room.

"Goodbye uniform .. it turns out we mate only two hours. May you have your lasting soul mate. Asalamu’alaikum, babay drug ..” Ning as if to consider the uniform like a couple he was forced to decide, then left to go by him.

With a heavy heart, he left the room. His steps felt very heavy leaving the building consisting of twenty floors.

He was hired yesterday and started working two hours ago. However, his sadness showed as if he had worked for many years there.

It turned out not to be a big deal to leave the former workplace, but rather to the reaction of the house when he found out if he had been fired for the third time in a different place in two weeks.

He returned home by riding an angkot whose department passed through the area where he lived. Instead of going home, he asked the driver to stop the angkot in the city park.

He went down and entered the park. He continued walking in gontai steps.

“Hufh...today also find his hard work for mercy. It's been fired so many times, damn my life ...” His legs reflexively kicked the object that was accidentally seen in front of his feet.

Campsite …

“Woy !?” there was a voice of people shouting, but Ning just kept stepping and ignored him.

“Woy, yellow dress girl !?” the man shouted again, but Ning did not seem to hear the scream. The man ran over to Ning .

“Woy ... yellow dress girl!?” he shouted right next to Ning and was able to stop his steps.

“Hei Bang ... ordinary dong, do not need to shout ... I am deaf what?” ning nyolot.

“From yesterday I shouted call lo. But lo ga denger at all, means you're really deaf?” The person is no less nyolotnya while rubbing his forehead that hurts.

“When did you call me? Don't know me, let alone know my name ...” Ning felt astonished at the making.

“Because I don't know your name, so I call you the yellow dress,” said the man whose face was cracked.

Ning looked at his clothes which turned out to be true he was wearing a yellow shirt. Maybe because he was too lamenting the fate of his who had just lost his job, so he did not realize the color of the clothes he was wearing.

“Keep, what business do you have calling me?” Ning questioned the purpose of the unknown man, who was suddenly nyolot.

“Use nanya again ... you were the one who kicked the can of used drinks until I hit my head, sick tofu. What if I get a concussion?”

Ning returned surprised, his mouth agape and opened his eyes wide.

”Alamak .. kok can the damn can hit the head of this brewok, the feeling was no one," muttered Ning in heart.

“Heh ... instead daydream again ! You have to pay for the damages !!” snatch that guy.

“What? What compensation?” Ning felt astonished.

“Ya compensation for the cost to the hospital, ngobatin my bidat, nih,” he said pointing to his seat that still hurts.

Ning stepped closer to the man standing before him. He lifted his head and brought his face closer to the face of the man who was taller than him. He looked carefully at the person.

“Heh, why are you approaching? Do you want to know me?” The Brewok returned nyolot while glaring.

Sontak Ning immediately retreated to distance himself from that person.

“Sembarangan .. ogah very nyium people brewok like you. What's wrong is okay too. So I don't need compensation.”

“What's up? It hurts to know ...” the person is restless.

“No need to make up yes, this blackmail is his name.” Ning also kekeuh do not want compensation.

“Oh, so you do not want to pay compensation .. here hand over lo.” items The man pulled Ning's bag.

Ning tightened the handle on her bag. “Eh, what the hell ... don't play original pull dong ...”

“Because you do not want to give money compensation well ... I had to take it myself, here give me your bag !!”

There was an act of pulling a bag between Ning and the man, with a strong pull from both. One wants to forcibly seize her, one wants to keep hers.

“Eh do not be insolent yes ... freelin!!” Ning directed his gaze to and fro which turned out that in the park it looked lonely.

There was a loud sound accompanied by a stinging smell.

“Heh, you slovenly female base!” the brewock cussed with his next hand closing his nose while the other hand kept pulling Ning's bag.

“Pak police .. please ... I want to be robbed!!” Ning screamed and the man let go of his hand from Ning's bag.

The man looked behind him. With soon Ning fled, the man caught his guard.

The brewok looked in all directions and he did not find the policeman Ning said. He only realized that he had been bullied by Ning who managed to escape. But he still saw Ning who was running, then he chased after him.

“Woy don't run away lo...!!” he screamed while running.

Ning ran as fast as he could and exited the park area. Until he saw there were some people waiting in line in front of street vendors. He approached the men and hid behind a line of queues.

Ning immediately took the sweater from his bag and immediately put it on and put the head covering on it.

He slipped on the two-row line until he saw a tall man, and stood next to him, as if he recognized the man.

“Where is that woman?” The crackling man who had just arrived near the queue, set his eyes on the surroundings. But he did not find Ning's whereabouts. Until he looked across the road there was an angkot who just drove.

“Argh ... shit, don't-don't the woman has already ridden an angkot just now!” he said he was upset. Finally he went away while rubbing his tongue that still hurts.

Without that person noticing, Ning apparently noticed him silently from his hiding place.

“Hufh, selamet selamet ... finally tuh the brewok go too,” he said while stroking the chest and breathing a sigh of relief.

“What are you doing here? Why hold mepet-mepet on me?” ask the man standing next to her.

Ning directed her gaze at the man standing beside her. He lifted his head to see the face of a person much taller than him.

“Eh busyet ni handsome guy really use.” Ning muttered inwardly. Instead of answering, he was fascinated to admire the man.

“Heh ... You copet yes?” The man asked again until he gave Ning the accusation.

Ning felt jolted and broke his daydream.

“Bu is not Mas .. I was chased by a copet that looks like a thug, so I hide here..” he said. He thought the man was a thug.

“Oh, so this Mbak is not coming with this Mas huh?” said a woman standing in the queue just behind the man.

“I don't know him..” The man replied without a glance.

“Do not stay donk, Ma'am. I also have been since ngantri.” The woman was even nyolot to Ning.

“Iya really, do not arbitrarily sneak queue people dong! Everyone also wants to spend.” The other woman commented.

“Sorry .. Sorry Mom, I have no intention of buying. I just hid from the thugs who wanted to rob me. Sorry ma'am, I'm sorry .” Ning also came out of the queue, before getting a scolding from the others.

He crossed over and stopped an angkot and boarded it.

“What day and what date is this anyway, the feeling of the morning shit continues,” Ning grumbled inwardly lamenting the misfortune of his fate.

“Kiri, Bang ...” Ning asked the driver to stop the car. He went down and paid the fare to the driver.

Ning walked into the small alley to get to his destination faster. Instead of going home, he went to his best friend's house.

“Ning, why is your face so tangled? You should be happy because you have accepted work.” Ocha, Ning's best friend threw a question as she had just sat in the living room with Ning.

“Gue has been fired.”

“What? Have you been fired again?” Ocha was surprised to hear that.

“Hmmm ...” Ning looked relaxed, but clearly he felt very sad.

“Hahahaha, you are crazy, in two weeks you were fired three times. The first, in a new restaurant working three days, fired because the face of the customer who turned out to be gebetan lo who street with other girls. The second, in a new laundry place work two days fired because of the ironing of the clothes until burnt, because the thought continues to be gebetan lo. It's only been fired a day again.” Ocha records the cause of his best friend being fired and laughs at the fate of his best friend who never worked long.

“Not a day, but two hours.” Ning correcting.

“More severe lo ... continue the current because of what? Don't tell me you still think of Rifat, gebetan lo it” Ocha curious about the reason why fired Ning and guessed it yourself.

“Not .. Sorry yes, I've moved on from tuh guy nyebelin.” Ning even answered about his former crush.

“Keep if it wasn't for that stale rhombus, why did you get fired?” Ocha is still curious.

“For I fart,” Ning said casually while playing her fingernails.

“What? Ahhhhhhaha .…” Ocha laughs with his crispy.

“Lo's laughter, laughter as much as my suffering ...” Ning was annoyed, since earlier his best friend kept laughing and mocking him.

“I swear yes I did not expect, you just fired because of farting. Hahahahaha ..”.

“The problem is I fart when cleaning the bathroom in the Director's room.”

“Lah, that already means .. Lo will fart in place. Continue why you can get fired, wonder me.” Ocha thinks something is strange.

“Soalah pas I just finished cleaning the bathroom, the Director entered suddenly and made me surprised. So my fart reflex just came out up to three times the sound as well. Continue the director was instantly nauseous until shortness of breath, finally fainted deh.” Ning told me more clearly.

“Hahahahha .. fart lo is poisonous. Ning ...” Ocha came back to laugh at Ning.

“Ah, the feeling of not smelling is very farts me. The director is just lebay.” Ning quibble.

“That's according to lo, but if according to others it's different.”

“I mean lo, my fart so fragrant kasturi so if it has been inhaled by others?”

“Hoek .. kasturi from hell bastard yes, kali.”

“Hufh .. which I don't think of yet, how come there is a strange disease like that.” Ning still could not believe there was such a disease in this world.

“What disease is it?” ask Ocha curious.

“So the director has an allergic disease to the smell of fart.” Ning told him what he knew from his former boss, after the incident caused him to be fired.

“What? Hahahaahhaahah .. this is even crazier ...” Ocha laughed with his crispy.

“Emang .. and luckily I was fired from that company. If not, I can be more crazy because I have to fart during cleaning the entire room of the strange director.” Ning seemed grateful for his dismissal.

“You should have breakfast this morning with jengkol, let's not bear the smell.” Ocha gave a silly suggestion.

“Lo was wrong, Cha .. It should have been this morning, I had breakfast eating snakes. Let my fart venomous.” Ning went to serve the silliness of his best friend.

“Hahahahaha .. ah already ah, you don't talk anymore. Make me sick stomach know gak.” Ocha continued to laugh while holding her stomach.

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