The Preferred Priest Candidate

Fried Rice Made in Nana

After the magrib prayer a boisterous sound echoed in the kitchen of the Nana boarding house, which was on the first floor. It was not a strange thing, when the girls were gathering. They laugh and scream regardless of the burden of the future that awaits.

These girls are Nana, Tia, Rena, Dian, May and her roommates, who are also one class, one faculty but different majors, namely Eva. They laughed at the defeated Nana suit and had to cook fried rice as a consequence.

Actually cooking is not a difficult thing to do by Nana. Because when Nana lived in Lampung, she was used to helping her sister-in-law who had a catering business. Even when Nana is off school, often her sister-in-law entrusts the menu ordered by her customers cooked by Nana. And intentionally or not, it makes Nana very familiar with kitchen spices.

" This is the weapon of his master's meal." Nana's complaint was met with the laughter of her listeners.

" Yes yes. The time he ngusulin suit even he who lost. Haha." Dian.

" Receive your fate. Sana cepetan cook !" Rena.

" But inget ! Don't you poison our nasgor, Na." Evas.

" Oh yes ! Now we suit again yuk. The loser has to look out for Nana, just in case she knows she wants our poison." Chirps Rena again.

" What a kid! I want to go out."

" Where is Tia going? We're gonna eat fried rice." Tanya Nana who was preparing her fried rice seasoning.

" Want to print the encryption file, make guidance with the lecturer tomorrow. Later don't buy'in krupuk."

" Oh yes ! Why was this afternoon when we buy condiments not keinget krupuk ya mbak May. Good thing our mother responded. Hehe." Nana winks at Tia, whom Nana refers to as Mother.

Tia also left his brazen juniors. Nana accompanied by May began cooking rice obtained from the hostess this afternoon, in order to give thanks. Because the side dishes have been exhausted and only leave enough rice, be the idea to make this fried rice. While those who are not concerned are on duty in the kitchen, waiting in the guest room while studying for the final semester exam which starts tomorrow morning.

" Na, that's your phone. There's an incoming message like that." Pointing at the phone lying on the floor, where to buy the seasoning earlier.

" Please replace me, Ma'am." Handing sutil to May. " A minute ! No ketapin all his nasgor." Nana put soy sauce on her cooking.

Inwardly, Nana expects it to be a message from Zen. Because of their meeting at that time, there has been no further communication between them. Nanapun too prestigious to start first.

" Yes, kiraain from whom ! It was from operator !" Nana's upset. Disappointed too.

When Nana wanted to put her phone on a chair in the kitchen, her phone rang again. Reluctantly, Nana checked it out. Because it's still a cell phone, so all Nana checked it .

Eh ! Nana.

Melihat sekilas nama pengirim pesan kali ini, jantung Nana berdebar lebih kencang. Kemudian mengucek matanya, siapa tau dia sedang berhalusinasi karna memang mengharapkan. Dan ternyata nama yang muncul memang orang yang Ia harapkan.

" Assalamu'alaikum, Mbak Nana. How's it going?" Message from Zen.

" Greetings wa'alaikum. Alhamdulillah good. Who is this?" Nana's reply, who had somehow experienced editing.

Hehe. Almost a bit too big ! He didn't know I had his cell phone number !

" Yes.yeah... I've been shunned this !" Nana puts down her phone, then takes over her cooking m. " Have you been tipped off yet, Ma'am?"

" Are you still?" Dian suddenly appeared.

" But help me! It's not dead yet." Nana and May compactly use sewot tones.

" Well, here's no help with icipin." Dian took a spoon and scooped the fried rice on the pan to taste.

" It's really good to help her." May's ruffled her waist, which is not her style at all. So it looks funny to see it that way.

" Good ! Matiin Na, the stove. I'm this laper." Dian's behavior makes Nana and May shake their heads.

" I'm home...! Is it a mateng, huh? The smell of nyampe outside the gate." Three pairs of eyes in the kitchen stared briefly at the arrival of Tia together, then again noticed the fried rice they were preparing on the Tray.

" Yes already ! Don't you not love crackers that way." Tia said because she felt chewed.

" Hehehe. It's aja crank! Ma'am Tia dear nasgornya already mateng, let's eat together in the guest room." Nana's appeal in order to be able to enjoy the krupuk that Tia brought.

Arriving at the guest room, Renata and Eva swiftly put away the books that were on the table, so that they could immediately be occupied by the fried rice they were waiting for.

" Don't say good ! You know, it's just your appeal let me be told to cook again !" Said Nana, who was greeted by the laughter of her friends. Because it was their job to ngakalin Nana, the youngest person at the boarding house.

They prepared to enjoy the fried rice that was held in front of them while sitting on the floor around the table. Except for Nana, she was sitting on the couch, preparing to lie down while opening the message on her phone.

" Why are you sitting upstairs? Not eat? Want to fry that maagnya? Let's not have tests tomorrow." Renata is most chatty about Nana's eating problems, because she feels her mother Nana's care for it.

When Nana's mother visited the boarding house, delivered by Hafid because he could not hold his longing for Nana. Coincidentally when mom visited, Renata was studying with Nana in the guest room. Be her invited by Nana and her mother. And at that time Nana's mother did ask her to help him to take care of Nana, especially the problem of eating. While Renata who really likes to insult Nana, making the message from Mother as an excuse whenever He wants to scold or insult Nana.

Tau aja nie mbak Rena, if I do not intend to eat. Hixes. His nose squealed.

" Yes.this is eating. Hehe." Nana slumps herself in the floor. Sitting beside Renata whose eyes still glared at Nana.

While chewing the fried rice, Nana intended to reply to the message from Zen. His heart and fingers were impatient. But nana did.

Plakk. Tia's hand landed on Nana's left hand which almost touched the phone. Nana was wrong to look for a sitting position. She sits between Renata and Tia who both likes to torment her.

" Awwwww." Nana stroked the back of her hand.

Hikk... Not yet held his phone, but already got a hand splashing mbakTia. Nana continues in my heart.

While the others, seeing Nana who was in pain instead smiled compactly while giving their thumbs to Tia's mother.