NINGRAT Between Him And Duda

Kudaniel Crawls the Horse Play

“Sial ... Basic bully!!” as he was upset, he approached the door opener with a look of annoyance.

While Ning who looks wrong because he was caught hugging Athar, took the map and goodie bag that he had dropped to the floor when he heard the sound of lightning earlier. He put both of those things on the table.

“Supply you!! enter without knocking on the door...” hardik Athar on his driver.

“Sa I'm sorry, sir .. I think you're taking a shower ...” The driver looked scared and answered with a sigh.

“Just reason you!!” annoyed.

“Once again I apologize, Sir ... And this drinks order Mr....” Athar's driver gave the bag of crackle and Athar took the bag violently.

“Here gone!!” Athar immediately expelled him.

“Good, Sir ... I'm sorry ..” said the driver then wanted to leave.

“Pak driver, wait!!” prevent Ning, he approached Athar and the driver who was talking in the doorway.

“Iya why, Ning?” say that driver.

“What did you call him? Don't you know who he is?” Athar protested with a dislike look.

“Ma sorry, Sir .. I forgot that Miss Ning is Mr. Daniel's girlfriend.

“Call correct!!” speak with a firm tone.

“Iya miss Ning what is it?” the driver spoke to Ning.

“The driver's pack is here only, it's raining outside .. Let me make you hot tea or coffee?” said Ning kindly. Athar immediately glared sharply at Ning.

“Ba___” the driver was about to answer, but was immediately struck by Athar.

“No need, he was again coffee at a stall near here ... right?” Athar glared at giving the driver a code.

“Iy yes, it's true I'm copying there.. Then excuse me, Sir, Non...” The driver chose to leave immediately, before Athar was angry with him for interfering with his employer's event.

“Do not return before I call you!!” Athar gave a warning.

“Good, Sir ...” he said hurrying away.

“Master om... Why was he expelled anyway? Pity it is still raining outside ..” protest Ning who felt unbearable to his driver Athar who always standby in the house.

Athar closed the door and locked it. He didn't want anyone to bother him anymore, because he forgot to lock the door. He turned around and left without even answering Ning's question.

“Master om ...” call Ning while walking following him from behind.

“Hmm ...” Athar did not turn his head or stop his steps, until the two reached the middle room.

“Master where are you going?” Ning asked back.

Athar stopped and turned around. “Mau to bathroom ...”

“You what?” ask Ning astonished.

“And I was told to change clothes, all I want to take a shower .. Do I have to change clothes in front of you, hem?” said Athar who even teased Ning.

“Ish ... I don't want to stain my eyes ...” Ning poked her lips.

“Yes ...” Athar smiled then turned around again to continue in his footsteps.

“Wait a minute ...” Ning stopped Athar.

“What else is mad miss? I've been cold this ...” Athar seems to be getting caught off guard.

“I'll cook water for the shower mr. om...” said Ning with doubt and shame.

“No need ... I take a cold shower only ...”

“Later to catch wind ...” Ning showed more and more his attention. Of course it makes Athar very happy, even though he seems to hide the feeling. He just smiled knot.

“You just take a cold shower is okay, right?” Athar approached and gave the bag of crackles he was holding.

“Oh yes .. please put this in the refrigerator ...”

“What is this?” ning asked astonished as she received the crackle bag.

“Copy ...” Athar answered briefly.

“Coffee put in refrigerator?” tanya Ning made sure.

“Ya.” nod Athar.

“Not that coffee is good to drink when it is still hot?” ning said astonished.

“I prefer cold coffee ... besides that it is coffee packaging in bottles, delicious to drink cold dong,” said Athar with rest.

“Tapi____”

“There has been input into the refrigerator .. I shower first ...” Athar left with his backpack. He went into the bathroom to clean himself up.

“Basic of freaks!!” ning then poked her lips.

“Ck, no matter what you want,” Ning went to the kitchen to store drinks in the refrigerator as per Athar's decree.

Soon Athar finished his bath and changed clothes. He went to the living room while drying his hair with his towel. Ning approached with a tray containing a cup of drinks for Athar.

“What is it?” athar asked in wonder, because he did not feel asked to make anything.

“Teh hot ginger ...” says Ning put a drink on the table right in front of Athar.

“Make who? Don't tell me to sassy driver that!” tanyanya was suspicious with a sharp look.

“Of course this is for mr. om .. sir the driver was already sent off as mr. om...”

“Oh .. please wash this, all my used clothes in the bathroom .... ” he said giving his used towel. Ning accepted it.

“Alright mr. om .. And that ginger tea should be drunk immediately, so that his body feels warm ..”

“Let's just ...” Athar took his phone and played it.

“Ck .. instead play mobile ...” protest Ning.

“There are several emails I have to open ...” Athar said as he moved his fingers on his phone screen.

“Drink first the tea, if the drink will be cold hunted ...” Ning again told Athar to drink.

“Gak what ... I don't like hot drinks ...” he said while seriously paying attention to messages on his phone screen.

“This is Sunday, still only work ..” said Ning who was like his wife.

“Yes that's how I am .. Holidays are always interrupted with work .. Last night after delivering you, I immediately went out of town because there was a problem with the project there … And it looks like tomorrow I have to go there again ..” Athar even confided.

"Jeez ... whatever the hell they do, overcoming such a small problem just isn't perfect!!!”

Athar grumbled in annoyance after reading some messages and emails on his phone. He got up and walked out of Ning to call someone. However Ning could still see it, as the door was left open.

Ning continued to watch Athar who was talking out there. His face was so solemn, and the more noticed the man looked irritated and angry. It was heard from the intonation of his voice. After a while, Athar is seen ending his phone call. He went back in and sat down in the guest chair with an annoyed look.

“Master why?” asked Ning with heart and a little was-was.

Athar did not answer. He closed his eyes and let out a long sigh many times to calm himself down. He did not want to if he would lose control and was afraid to pour his anger on Ning who was with him, even though the girl did not know anything.

Silent

Suddenly the mood was silent. No one spoke between the two. Athar was still trying to calm himself down, while Ning felt at a loss as to what to do. He had to leave Athar or sit there with the man who seemed to want to explode.

Just this time Ning saw a look of anger on Athar's face. He did not dare to ask anymore, and could only wait for the man who started talking again.

Athar opened his eyes, it seemed that he was already feeling a little calm. But instead of going back to talk to Ning, he got up and went inside.

Ning who was feeling scared, had no intention of following him. When he saw the goodie bag on the table, he just remembered his cellphone and wallet. He opened the godie bag and took his phone.

“Better I play games, than get spray.” he said playing mobile phone.

After a while, Ning who was busy playing games smelled something. He got up and put his phone in his pajama pocket. He also placed Athar's towel on the back of the chair and rushed to the kitchen.

And it turns out, there Athar just finished cooking has also served the results of his cooking into two different dishes complete with his spoon and fork.

“Did I not see wrong? That perverted kudanil can cook?” muttered Ning inwardly. “Looks like he's not angry anymore,” his battery again.

“Master cook what?” tanya Ning approached.

“Wah, very fitting yes .. I have finished plating, mad miss immediately came .. Must be fragrant from the delicacy of my cooking to also your sense of smell.” he said smiling. This indicates that his anger has died down.

“Yaelah, cook an omelet aja belagu ..” tease Ning.

“Sembarangan ... this omelette her name is not an omelet ..” Athar read Ning's words.

“Sama aja ah ...” said Ning kekeuh.

“Beda lah ...” Athar remained steadfast.

“Sama-sama is made by shuffling the eggs and then fried, right?” said Ning.

“Different, miss galak .. From the ingredients are only more complete, the same is only the eggs just ...”

“For whom else?” Athar indirectly said that if the omelette was for Ning.

“Alright, thanks ...” Ning picked up one of the dishes containing Athar's omelette. He took the rice from the mejikom and placed it on a plate to bury his egg omelette.

“Hey, did I not see wrong? You want to eat omelette with rice?” ask Athar in wonder.

“Stop!! Don't protest, I'm really hungry,” Ning said, holding up her index finger in front of Athar's face.

“Loh... Where do we eat this? Is the dining table still outside?” tanya Ning was confused.

“Already, we eat while standing alone .. Consider it standing party,” said Athar did not want complicated.

“Master Om is older than me, it is impossible not to know if it should eat while sitting...” Ning then sat on the floor which usually had a dining table there.

“Hey, what are you doing?” athar Protest.

“Of course sit down, is mister om blind?”

“Why sit on the floor like that?” Athar returns to protest.

“Biarin aja, it's better to know to eat lesehan like this ...” Ning sat cross-legged like a man. He put the plate in front of him.

“Ih, you slovenly!!”

“Here, eat together with me .. Stay sitting, what is difficult .. Anyway the floor is clean, this morning I have swept and mopped,” he said and started eating.

Athar was forced to sit on the floor right next to Ning. Instead of eating, he instead noticed Ning who was devouring his food. Before being fed, Ning blew on the food she had scooped up because it was still hot. It made Athar smile with anxiety to see it.

Ning looked towards the side. “Kok not eat? Even as comfortable as that smile?” ask Ning astonished.

“I'm suddenly full ... If you're still hungry, just take mine ...”

“The food is delicious, but I'm not as greedy as it was times ...”

Athar chuckles at hearing it. “ Thank goodness if you like the food ...”

“It turns out in addition to making a good porridge, mr. om is good at cooking as well...” Ning praised Athar.

“It is, I am a multitalented and independent person ...” Athar prides himself.

“Prettt ... self-sufficient from hongkong .. Need anything at all like rushy-entrify people ..”

“Hahahah, that is now .. Back when I was in school I always did something myself .. If now just ditch the command .. That's what it's good to be the boss ..”

“Yes yes, boss who likes to do as good as his eel,” taunted Ning.

“Terulah .. You were originally praised, the edges still mocking me ...” Tweet pissed.

“Hahaahhaha ..” Ning laughed instead.

“Omong-speaking what is your favorite food?” ask Athar back to the topic of food.

“I eat what is there anyway, not what I like .. There is good food thank you, there is also nothing. As long as there is still someone who can fill my stomach, I will not eat anything, and halal of course .. hehehe.”

“Means?” Athar doesn't understand.

Ning sighed.

“ Mr. om .. so hard people can't want much. If eating is sober, as it may be .. The work is really for finding food .. If the results are much, ahamdulillah can be bought other necessities, yes if enough to eat aja tetep in gratitude as well. The important thing is still to be able to connect life ...” said Ning at length.

“Tell me all about you...” Pinta Athar's.

“What? All about me? Meaning?” Ning marveled.

“Eng .. Yes just tell me about all your life, what you like and dislike, and so on...”

“For what? After all it is not important to know by mr. om ..”

“Ya just in case, if later mami ask about you to me .. If I can not answer, later be found out dong kursa kami.” Athar gave an excuse.

“Oh my goodness, we've been like a real date ...” Ning smiled grinning.

“Hurry tell me!!” Athar seems impatient.

“What do you want to know?”

“Yes about your life, from you were born to being able to work at home mommy ..”

Ning let out a long sigh, he readied himself to tell about his life.

“My name is Ningrat Atisaya, I was born 18 years ago in the village and mama died a while after giving birth to me. I was taken care of by the grandmother of my mama and Nyai, her sister the grandmother of the father, she said, because you do not want to accept me who is considered the cause of death mama ...”

“When I was 8 years old, my grandmother died and Nyai was sick .. Finally you took me to the city. I was taken care of by him and my mother continued .. But, three years later my father and mother died ...”.

“I was taken care of by my uncle and aunt, but to finance my life I had to work hard. I sell food made by my aunt .. Sometimes I take part in cramping, sometimes I do PR and the duties of friends at school to get wages, the important pokonya halal.”

“Then, how can you work for Sister Ros?” ask Athar curiously.

“Uncle and aunt are in debt to Mrs Rosmala, because accidentally the uncle's wagon has crashed and damaged her car … They then handed me over to Mrs Rosmala to be hired and to pay their debts .. But unfortunately, it turned out that they even mortgaged your house to loan sharks ….” he said by wiping the tears so as not to fall soaked his cheeks.

Athar was killed by Ning's story. His heart felt filled, knowing how difficult Ning's life was. He was betrayed by his own family.

“I'm sorry, Ning ..” he said softly.

“Loh, why do you apologize?” ask Ning astonished.

“I have not been able to find the loan shark .. But I will still try to find it.”

“No need, I do not want to trouble .. Mr. om has helped me a lot .. Let me ask my uncle directly later ..”.

“You know where your uncles and aunts are now?”

“Most also they went home to hide there ..” Ning got up and brought his old dinner plate to the sink to wash.

While the true-chanting Athar loses his appetite, put the plate back with the omelette still intact at the table near the stove.

The two returned to the living room.

“Well, it's a pity that I'm tired of making hot ginger tea, not drunk," said Ning lamented.

“Who said not to drink? I'll drink it ...” Athar did not want to see Ning sad.

“No need!!” prevent Ning.

“Loh, why?” ask Athar in wonder.

“If it's cold it doesn't taste good and won't warm your body ...”

Athar looked at Ning with a sweet smile.

“Then you warmed my body,”the god blinked one eye.

“Cih... kudanil base perverted!” hardik Ning was annoyed.

“You like it so much ya call me kudanil perverted .. Even the name of my contact in your postel also kudanil perverted ... Do you want to play horses with me, hem?” Athar was teasing Ning.

“Hah? Playing horses?” ask Ning astonished.

“Hmm,” nods Athar smiles flirtatiously.

“What am I really a kid? Hijacked playing horses ...”gartu Ning.

“Oh yes ... indeed in your mind play horses what?” Athar seemed to be testing.

“Yeah, the little boy also knows the times .. If mister om is the one who became his horse, just bend over and crawl on the floor and someone rides the back of mister om ..”

“Hahahaha .. it turned out that way .. But the horses I was referring to weren't what you had in mind..”

“Lantas, what is it like?” ask Ning ketus.

“The position of the horse is the same .. But the difference is that I am a horse will crawl on your body, not on the floor.”.

Ning widened his eyes, the look on his face changed instantly. He picked up a towel on the back of the chair near where he was standing.

Bukk

Ning threw the towel right into Athar's face quite hard.

“Basic crazy pervert!!” annoyed. He left Athar and went into the room of Kinanti and closed the door quite hard.

Blamm

“Hahahahaha ..” Athar laughed with his crisp. He shook his head looking at Ning's behavior.

“Hi Miss is fierce, do not forget to lock the door of her room, before this kudanil gets out of control and goes in to crawl there,” she cried then laughed again.

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