Becoming a Ning

Becoming a Ning
More Horrible Than Ghosts


I sat on the bench of the courtyard of the house, breathing the desolate night air. The driver slept at his guard station.


"Sir! What's the sale?" pekikku when he heard the sound of markers of traders entering the complex.


"Non Lark!"


"Call!" tell me and try to get up from the bench. At least, I can still force my feet to walk.


"Sir, what does cilung mean?" I looked towards the snack.


"Aci rolls Non," chirped the driver behind me.


"Well, what do you want?"


"Hehe, wait for the Non part," he replied with a cry.


"Father take the money, gih! Ask Bibik first, I don't bring this money."


"okay!"


He ran into the house running, "Sir, two-pack 10k pesen, yes!" my message smiled kindly towards the merchant.


Before long, the driver came carrying fifty thousand dollars and paid for the order. I went in first when what I wanted was done.


Back to sit on the bench and see there is already water because the shine is indeed given the same sauce as the merchant.


"You're Kyai's son, there's a kayak gini problem, right? What's their problem, huh? Is it like me?


I guess .. no, no! Because, however, his parents are also religious and will certainly be very patient.


While family? I just forgot how many rakaat salat-salat on, sangking never taught and have not prayed for a long time," I murmured while chewing his glint.


"Now, Non. The return," said the driver gave thirty thousand more. He took a breath and sat down beside me.


"Why daydream here Non?"


"Let's be better."


The driver nodded at my reply, "Father ever wanted to invade someone else's world, didn't you? Kayak ... You want to get out of your world and go to someone else's world" I asked.


"Remember Non."


"Whose world is it, sir?"


"Non. But, I know that I will not be able to. You see, I'm a guy and a non-girl," she replied, upsetting me.


"Style really want to be me, see the wound Father is not strong let alone racenya later," my tease averted his eyes.


Cilung and the drinking water was up, I got up and intended to leave my driver, "Where are you going Non?"


"You go to sleep, tomorrow I want to go to the beach because," I said limped.


"Who's going Non?" the one I can still scold.


"Just like temen!"


"I anterin aja and invite, can not be alone Non!"


"Aren't alone!" I shouted again and closed the door so that no one would shout again.


As soon as I got to the room, I opened the phone and the group was not clear it was doing a video call. I pulled my back and joined the video call.


"Woy! Where the hell are you from?" kanaya asked in spirit 45.


"Have eaten the same chauffeur."


"Your face why? Did you eat meat or not, right? Pucet is a very undead cake" Megi chirped.


"Whisper you guys, bye! Cake Mak-mak's kempong!" hinaku who is uncomfortable with their cry.


"So, that's called attention!"


"Do not need me to be watched," I said cynically looking at them.


"This is where else the eggplant is" Megi said.


"Well he sleeps, worship tomorrow" I said.


"What time do we go?" I ask who does not know.


"Hour 4, you don't see the group, do you?" asked Megi I replied with a nod and scratched my non-itchy head.


"Don't, pantesan! After why do you not have time to read the group?"


"Lu why can't you go home with us, anyway? Kan, let's just go home happy, then!"


"Well, yeah! Or ... You want us to stay at your house, don't you? Nginep again that way, so we can be the masker again the cake at that time."


I smiled looking at the two of them who seemed to understand my circumstances, I indeed could not lie from them.


Because ... we know each other about the family that is being lived, "Thank you, really. But next time. Later, sometime you guys just stay here again, yeah!"


"Yaudah, you just tell me when you need a temen at home. We will always be there, really," said Kanaya who tumben-tumbenan said sane.


"Aaa .. very nice, really, Kanaya. More airing, deh," sedu Megi by advancing his lips as if he wanted to kiss Kanaya.


"Dn, naj*is! You can be normal, can't you, Megi? People are serious too!" kanaya's reprimand made me laugh listening to her words.


Seriously? What dreams can humans be serious and pretentious to be such a motivator? Haha. Finally, at 11pm we ended this unfortunate conversation.


I stared straight ahead with my body lying down, staring at the asbestos that was up there.


My mind pierced through where the moment of anger, scuffles, and insults still rang out and filled this house.


Where I have to sit in a room that is not just me but also Papa and Mama. But, there were also judges who severed their relationship.


Everything feels perfect if people only see my treasure, but everything is imperfect and meaningful when they feel what I feel.


As a child, I was never taught anything. Want it easy to give or other things, so I never care for each other.


The money given by Mama and Papa, most I save and buy branded goods also sometimes treat with my friends.


But, I already have my own land and home because it used to be given part of the inheritance from the grandmother next door Papa who happened to be rich as well.


Because Papa is like me, an only child. The number of grandmothers so give right to me too.


Now, if grandma finds out that her granddaughter isn't happy anymore. How, huh? Has he seen it from up there?


I closed my eyes before more and more flowing clear circles from my eyes.


"Let'soo!" someone's yelling woke me up and reflexes got out of bed.


"Money!"


"Bibk!"


The sound of the driver screaming and banging on the door made me panic, "Aww," my ringisku when forced want to walk quickly.


"What's the Non?" ask the aunt who rubbed her eyes.


"Mega doesn't know Bik either" I replied with a panicked face.


Chequek!


The door opened wide and stared at the driver, "What's the matter, sir? Any maling?" I looked towards the fence and around the house.


"B-not Non," he answered in stark fashion.


"Well, continues?"


"Why Mang? Having a ghost?" bibik asked me to look at him. 2023 Still believes that.


"Yes, if it's a ghost mah Bik. Sereman was also the driver of the ghost, "my timpals are chest-shrouded.


"Not Bik. Here, I want to tell you if I get a raffle from an artist who likes to share it 50 million rupiah!" he showed the phone to us.


If in the movies, there might be a crickets because after hearing his words we were both immediately stunned until the mouth opened. It's a good thing night, so the flies won't get into my mouth either.


"Hantu .. please eat this driver of mine! If you don't want to eat him, just take him to your world so he's not too smart!" my light closed the next door and went to walk into the room.


"Wong jerky!" caci Bibik and closed the entrance back to his room