Juragan Empang Meets Girl Lodging
Poor Maxime

"I'm sorry, I have to say it's Max. We or I don't really want you to be here expecting Mentari." Pram said regretfully beside Maxime as they walked outside the inn to the river.

"Hope will hurt you."

Oh why did it happen, yet nothing of pain appeared on Maxime's chest, he sighed with great heaviness. This morning the sun disappeared from his world. The cold increasingly hugged the body of the tall man who was wearing short cargo pants and those mountain boots.

Pram embraces the shoulder of his former rival candidate, someone he actually loves. The hope is immediately dashed in one breath without being able to indulge in taste or pay more attention.

"Perhaps if you return the thermos faster, you can get a long time to get to know Mentari. Unfortunately you're not lucky, Max. I'm so sorry, you're late."

Maxime stopped his steps. Pram also took off his embrace.

"I'm sure I can forget it." Maxime smiled wryly as he extended his hand, "congratulations on your marriage." His green eyes stared fixedly at that face full of relief.

Pram immediately shook Maxime's moist hand, then the meaningful handshake turned into a hug.

"Thank you, thank you, I hope you can get another sun. Maybe the twilight sun or the morning sun is more beautiful, the Mentari who was pregnant, made dizzy." as long as Pram, but it's the voice of his heart now hidden from his wife.

Maxime also chuckled while patting Pram's back. "I'm glad to hear it."

The two took off their hugs and ran down the street following their friends who were screaming freely in the fresh air.

"Continue searching, brother. Don't regret it!" pricilla shouted and chuckled with amusement, as she ran as her brother ran towards her while cursing Russian that only they knew.

Maxime also immediately wrapped his sister who was exhausted and almost pat on the side of the road.

"I'm definitely going after the other sun, you know, noisily?"

Pricilla chuckled while thrashing.

"Poor Maxime, you're so fucked up, brother. You too often admire the sun on the mountain, until the Sun in your heart is married so quickly." Pricilla chuckled, in disbelief, but true. Maxime took off his sister.

"I'm just out of luck, shut up" Maxime warned.

Pricilla remained chuckled but her brother's eyes were implying a sadness that only she knew immediately embraced her.

"It's okay, you're a great brother. So I don't want you to have a boyfriend and then be busy courting and leaving me."

Pram hugged the two brothers so much that the two souls bound by the blood stream gasped in shock and turned their faces away.

Pram smiled widely. "Don't go too fast and hesitate to be in the inn, I don't allow you to pay a farewell or pay a fee to stay!"

"Which way is woi, which way to take?" roni shouted right at the fork in the road.

Pram immediately ran towards his waist-rigged friends while panting.

"Inget not elo, bro?" roni asked suspiciously that Pram's face was suspicious. He looked to the right and to the left like a confused person. "Inget no?" dream again.

Pram kontan grinning and shaking. "I forgot, hehe, yesterday the same time Mentari I just followed him doang. And I don't remember the streets."

"Anjirrr, I'm a fake elo!" Ditonyorlah Pram head by his best friend one by one. "Keep wanting how this is, time back again, really gig." you're Roni who represents everything.

"Call Mentari get her here!" timpal Dias, "bosen times in the inns continue."

Approval was heard directly from all mouths. Pram snorted while reaching into his phone in his pants pocket.

"Aeah, where?" tanya Mentari was surprised, just behind to put dirty laundry, a crowded group was not it had vanished from the park.

"Walk!" Pram chuckles, "geulis, busy no? Here dong, I forgot my way to the river where I used to play. He'uh." Pram nodded in response to the exclamation of Mentari who was shocked they wanted to go there.

"Now we are again in a junction near the store building of Mr. Dal, near the bamboo monument." he explained, "Bring mineral water also ya geulis, is in the car. The key is in the jacket pocket!"

Mentari immediately turned off his phone while entering the room. She put her cell phone and took Pram's car keys in her husband's jacket.

"Not changed, if here must be difficult." muttered Mentari, "where now bring the group again. Shameful if you get rough!"

Mentari left the house, along with the return of Dara and her mother.

"Mother bring a market snack?" ask Mentari, thankfully they came home on time. Otherwise, he was forced to embarrass himself by using his father's RX-King motorcycle which often asked for attention.

"Bring, why? Any more guests, Dance?"

"Tar, it's like that old bule car." said Dara while touching Maxime's jeep.

"Yes, Maxime is coming again with his friends." Mentari helped to get her mother's groceries off the bike.

Purwati bent down while opening one by one the plastic to observe its contents. He stood up while handing over plastic containing market snacks. "Where are you going?"

"That, Aa walks but forgets the buk road. Want me to anterin you guys let it eat at times."

"At times, want to play to times, Tar?" sahut Dara enthusiastically. The girl immediately returned to riding on the bike after Mentari nodded.

"I'm coming. Hehe." His face was immediately grim. "Mas bule was there too?"

The more it became Dara, he turned his motor and turned it on. "Come on!"

"Let's help you cook the buk" Mentari said as she opened Pram's car door. Take one cardboard mineral water glass packaging and put it on the footrest.

Ten minutes later, from a distance Dara turned on the horn many times to the point that a group of people turned their heads and wanted to pinch Dara's head together.

"You want to go to times, om?" ask Dara while getting off the bike. While Mentari was still smiling kindly to Maxime because the man was also still smiling at him as if nothing had happened.

"What the fuck are you doing, Ra?" Pram grabs everything Mentari delivers.

"River, om, river." Dara grimaced, "i'm the tour guide, because Mentari wants to go home, want to cook!"

"Yahhh, how come you come home Tar, cook a lot, which is delicious. So we played at times, we had breakfast. It's really good, isn't it?" exclaimed Pram while looking at his friends, finally the head of the man was again a soft target of his best friend's hands.

"Great son for elo, not good for bini elo dumb. Sono home help bini elo cook." exclaimed Roni while grabbing the plastic in Pram's hand. "Lagian elo who became the hostess. I'm back, help clean the inns. There is a real akamsi!"

Roni embraces Dara. The brave little one who is now Pram's dear friends.

"Come, Ra!"

"Come, Om!"

Pram grunts while riding on the motor. "Let's go home, Tar. A good cook. We again have a brash guest to follow." - grumbled as he watched the group move away while chuckling cheerfully.