Becoming a Ning
Package From the Soulmate

Mega opened the door while glancing at the clock, it was half seven in the morning, "Well ... Go to the kitchen, yeah. Afraid of being late, be willing to go to this class."

"Assalamualaikum Bah," greeted Mega and left the room leaving Abah.

He immediately ran to the kitchen and at the same time Ustadz Ridwan will also enter the kitchen.

"Eh, astagfirullah!" said Mega when they were about to crash.

"Why run Ning?"

"Fear of being late, Ustadz."

"Hasn't it been revoked by Nyai?"

"Huh?" ask Mega shocked.

"Yes, Miss Nyai said there's no need for Ning to help you in the kitchen."

"Eh, no papa kok Ustadz. This is a duty and punishment for me, so I have to do Umi's orders. Excuse me for entering, Ustadz."

Mega went into the pesantren kitchen, inside there were several other santriwati on duty as well.

"You should not hesitate to rule and ask Ning for help, because he is here on orders from Bu Nyai," said Ustadz Ridwan made Mega look at the man behind him.

Taken a knife and helped to slice the omelet that had been mateng, "You've washed your hands, right?" ask Mega in a soft voice.

"Udah, really, Ning."

"It's good that way!"

"Ning please bring the spices here, dong!" santriwati who was near the stove.

"Which ingredients?" tanya Mega stood up from her seat earlier and put down the knife.

"On Ning's desk!"

Mega walks over to the table and picks up a bowl of spices, "You know what Ustadz will do if it's near Ustadz!" gerutu Mega and bring seasoning to near those in charge of cooking.

"The same soy sauce and garem, yes, Ning," he asked again after the bowl was given Mega.

He was irritated, this was not what he imagined the life of a Ning. But I can tell not to be told.

All the work given to the students was done Mega although with occasional grumbling.

Until their work to cook breakfast was finally finished, Mega out of the kitchen because the one who will lift the breakfast is santri.

"Ning, have breakfast, yuk!" invite the santriwati who will return to the special hall of the princess.

"No need, I had breakfast, really," refused Mega even though he actually had not had time to eat breakfast.

"Ning will take care of the cooperative, all of you please recapin the goods that are used up as well as a little leftover, yes, Ning," said Ustadz Ridwan who was suddenly between the two of them.

Santriwati was finally ready to leave while Ustadz smiled staring at Mega, inversely proportional to Mega who even put on an unhappy face.

"Ustadz, I have breakfast only if so," said Mega with a crybaby.

"Can't, Ning. Go to the cooperative, you know, is that the place?" tanya Ustadz raised her eyebrows next to her.

Mega nodded and walked away from Ustadz with legs stomping like a child without a toy.

Unknowingly Mega passed by Umi who was looking at him while he was just muttering indistinctly and focused on looking down at the streets.

"Not the prince he mah, I unplug back what I said about him prince. Thought I was what? I haven't had breakfast yet, if I pass out on cake in the movies how about?" gerutu Mega with a slow voice that can only be heard by him.

"Eh, Nyai Ma'am. Assalamualaikum, Miss Nyai," said Ustadz Ridwan when he accidentally met Umi who was standing staring at his daughter.

"Waalaikumsalam, what happened to Afifa?"

"That's it, Nyai Ma'am. I told him to take care and recap the goods in the cooperative, he also finished helping in the kitchen."

"Isn't that punishment I've lifted?"

"So, why isn't she eating in the dorm?"

"Say, he had breakfast, Miss Nyai."

"Huh? He hasn't eaten Ustadz Ridwan's breakfast yet, please bring him breakfast, yes. I was afraid that Afifa fainted from not eating" Umi said worriedly.

"B-good Nyai," said Ustadz Ridwan stammering.

'I thought he really had breakfast. Astagfirullah Ning, it's a good thing that I met Nyai here otherwise?' inner Ustadz Ridwan while shaking his head.

Ustadz Ridwan walked towards the cooperative that sells stationery in this boarding school while carrying breakfast.

"Ustad!" call one of the students when he will arrive at the cooperative.

"Yes, what's wrong?"

"In front there is a courier Ustadz, want to send goods profit Ning Afifa," said one of the students in charge of guarding the post.

"From who?"

"The courier also did not tell, he said who did not tell you his name."

"Well, let's go there!" take Ustadz Ridwan with breakfast to the gate.

There was already a courier waiting with on his motorcycle there were also some items.

"Assalamualaikum Ustadz" the courier greeted Ustadz Ridwan out of the gate.

"Waalaikumsalam sir, on whose behalf, yes, the package?"

"On behalf of Afifa Hilya Nafisa Ustadz."

"Well, where's the package, sir?"

"A little while, yes, Ustadz" the courier said as he searched for a package for Afifa.

"Of course, this is all, isn't it, sir?" tanya Ustadz held a package wrapped in black plastic as well as a bubble wrap.

"Not Ustadz, there are some. Wait, yeah!" the courier's word shocked Ustadz Ridwan.

Ustadz Ridwan and the santri who were guarding the post finally looked at each other to see couriers looking for packages on behalf of Afifa.

"Well, it's Ustadz!" obviously the courier after giving five pretty big packages to him.

In fact, the package was assisted by the santri carrying him, "This is the one who sent sir?"

"It's not Ustadz, because the name of the store is different."

"No name for the delivery?"

"There, really, but funny Ustadz. I think fans of the santriwati."

"He's not a santriwati sir."

"Oh, sorry Ustadz. Then excuse me, yes, Ustadz. I still have a lot to anter, assalamualaikum!" greetings courier and leave in front of Ustadz Ridwan.

"Waalaikumsalam" answered Ustadz Ridwan, looking at the courier until it disappeared from his presence.

He looked towards the packages he was holding as well, there was a different feeling knowing that Ning had a secret fan like this.

"Close the gate and help Ustadz bring this package to Bu Nyai's house" Ustadz Ridwan said.

"Who's the name of the sender?" ask Ustadz Ridwan to the santri who brought the package.

"Your fool, the prince of heaven, the new secret admirer of this one is the name of his shop Ustadz" replied the santri who carried four packages.

Ustadz Ridwan screeched and rolled his eyes lazily hearing the names of the pegirim.

"Ah, I will make this as well for Ning Afifa hehehe" said santri while grinning. His face returned flat as he looked at the displeased face of Ustadz Ridwan who was staring at him with horror.