Juragan Empang Meets Girl Lodging
Lovemaking

Among the complaints Pram drying clothes his friends mop the floor. There is Dara who feels himself to have great luck. It's like disbelief, but it's real.

"I really like my mother and father love me and want to adopt me as a sister om Pram" said Dara after bathing and eating together in the middle of the park.

"I-I got lucky after knowing Pram, hyks hyks, I want to cry again mother."

Retaken Asih's body with his embrace. Dara smiled sadly with her trembling lips holding back the cry.

"I'm like a dream, sometimes when I was a kid in an orphanage, I used to adopt me or I moved to a better orphanage in town. But until now no one wants to adopt me, maybe true said Mentari. I'm noisy, like screams and items."

"Item? What item?" maxime Sahut.

"His skin is black because it likes to play under the sun aka charred. Look, the girl's job if at home mom nyari frog day and day!" obviously Roni.

"I sunbathe under the sun never a scorch." said Maxime.

"Yes, you're a moron. Want to sunbathe ten hours a day also will not be empty!" hiss Dara was upset and his gaze moved to Roni who was sitting beside Maxime. "I'm not looking for a frog, Om. I was told to ngusir mama bird so harvest a lot!" he said he was correcting Roni's words.

All then smiled widely and condemned the behavior of Pram who defaced while grimacing widely.

My grandfather was fought. It's a bucket, it's leaking a lot anyway. Really drip mom.

Asih stroked Dara's head. She affectionately returned her embrace. For a moment both make the atmosphere warm and full of harmony will Bagyo family.

Some stories may not be perfect like Dara. Become a wasted and forgotten part after the ego and passion of an irresponsible pair of savage humans. Fortunately you were born from the womb of a mother you can see now and a father who takes care of you.

"Udah time Mak, Ra. Ntar would be telenovela make melek the entire inn." Pram protest is fun to pile up dirty dishes.

"The name is also a song, Pram. Your mother, mutungan." shredded Asih, and other ledges came out of the mouths of his friends.

"Little elo on help me bring all this dishwasher rather than noisy and open my disgrace!" nagel Pram's.

All his friends immediately returned with a grim face. Only Maxime and his sister did not understand their jokes.

"So this conversation Dara will be adopted by Asih's mother as an adopted child?" maxime's question broke the whiny voice of Pram's brash companions.

Pram so follow-up did not move at all and observe carefully Maxime's face.

"Why do you wonder? Don't answer Mak, he'll wonder why I'm adopted again!" exclaim Dara, commanding Asih.

My dear, Asih, a mother who only wants everyone around her to be happy for sustenance is satisfied with a nod.

"Yes." Yeah." Maxime nodded even though in his heart he asked what the caseps meant and a myriad of other question marks.

Asih smiled and straightened his legs, he who likes to hang out and surrounded by many people began to tell stories when he was the same age as Pram now.

Meanwhile, leaving a crowd of people in the park. Pram who went back and forth took the blond and the dirty glass shook his head.

"You mother told me not to believe!" really mean.

Unload my disgrace, Mak. Unloading. Can't look anymore.

The flip-flops directly drifted towards Pram, he pranced reflexes that affected the fall of the meatball bowl that was immediately captured by Dias.

"In temurinin kapok elo, Pram! Breaking up a new bowl" he said as he stacked the bowl into Pram's hands.

"There wash dishes help neng geulis." Asih protest, "disturb the mother story only."

"Yes sono, so the father of good household elo." said Roni.

Pram sharpens his eyes while hardening his jaw. Her life changed after marriage, from the tengil to the obedient without being able to protest or argue especially after Mentari became pregnant. Pram can only nag himself in the heart.

"All right, Aa?" tanya Mentari while dipping the dishes into a water bath. He rinsed them one by one while putting them in a dry tub to make it easier to bring them to the kitchen.

"Udah, baby." The second dish washing activity became a spectacle event Wartini and Purwati who were spending vegetable lodeh and crackers before the pot and two spoons they moved into Pram's hands.

"So how about tonight we set up a bonfire to celebrate today?" maxime's proposal, "make exclamations because it feels like today is full of joy and surprise."

"May also make night activities, bosen times in the mulu room." said Roni, his face immediately went there to here. "No need to step on Pram, where maybe he wants nights out of the room exclamations, last night he molested the same we just mengja nyesel morning, his wife sleeps alone."

"Hahaha, why. He's the host, when else can we tell him. Yes, Mama?" timpal Dias, find it safe. Fear of being a joke while there is Pram who can be attacked many times.

"He'eh, really casep. Anyway you guys who get along well, do not on the thump-thumping "Asih trying to stand, followed by Dara. They're going to the orphanage, then they're going to buy sweet potatoes, cassava, and peanuts at the market for a bonfire tonight.

Pram drives while pouting. Half-heartedly he regretted taking his best friend to visit his in-laws' house, half-hearted again, I don't know. Pram is eager to complain, though, asking for love for Asih to occasionally defend him instead of supporting the program ‘piknik’ his friends who will obviously mess up his night again with Mentari alias molor with his friends again.

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