Juragan Empang Meets Girl Lodging
Lies lovers.

"Why do you say hello to Pevita, Pram? What's the same with him?" Asih approached his son who was cramped without burden.

Pram grimaced happily, he piled one leg onto the other while raising his eyebrows. It's not like playing after getting a fake date in an instant from a crumpled flyer at a roadside coffee shop.

"Ayang Pevita is ready to be contacted, Mak. But don't ask strangely, ayang Pevita just busy reading the drama script so afraid later he will not be in the mood of filming continue to be angry with us, Mak." pram's lie that looks so convincing Asih that he feels his heart pounding waiting for his mother's response.

Sorry, Mak. Sorry I kept lying.

Asih moved beside Pram while nodding his obedient head.

"Yes mom promised, so her phone hunt, mom wanted to chat with Pevita. Want to know where he was filming, if he was still in Bali. We followed there aja Pram, in the village of the mother finished the harvest of rice and chicken. So mom's money is a lot."

Pram was stunned to think about his mother's wishes, as well as Mentari's answer later. Suddenly he thought he could not think clearly, the possibilities that themselves appeared in the head seemed to scare himself. Afraid of being exposed and again his mother's silly idea will haunt him every month.

"Snap on the phone, Pram. Later he hunted filming and mother can not sleep well thinking of your boyfriend." urged Asih.

Pram's chest expands when inhaling deeply. It never hurts to try your luck, Pram thought, while focusing on the screen of his phone.

"Forwardly, Mom." Pram took a breath when his phone connection was irreplaceable with the sound of the receptionist dream innmen.

"Where are you Pevita KW? New also become a fake girlfriend has been a pinter make restless." Pram's mind with eyes dimmed.

While Pram waited for his third phone call to be lifted. Mentari came out of the bathroom while rushing to pick up her phone on the dresser.

A chair was drawn right in front of him. "Prams." Mentari exhaled deeply while sharing a friendly smile and greeted in a soft tone.

"Good day, Pram."

Kok Pram, the inner owner of the name while smiling sadly.

"That's it, don't keep Pram ayang Pevi, once a friendly dong." Pram interrupted him while glancing at Asih who was already seen wanting to immediately join the two of them. Lies lovers.

The sun kept his phone away from the ears while frowning.

"Daddy? Geez, do I really have to be her lying boyfriend? Why is it like this, Kasian the Pevi." he murmured softly.

"Come on, talk dong. Oh yeah, it's me just the same mom. You want to talk to him, okay?" sahut Pram held back the laughter until his stomach hardened, feeling crazy himself and not imagining what Mentari now thought of him.

Hope you don't think I'm crazy, Mentari. I had to be like this.

"Well" said Mentari. Sontak Pram escaped his laughter which was so explosive that Mentari and Asih were astonished and laughed at the sound of Pram's voice.

"Oh my God, that's sweet. Ha-ha, thanks please." Pardon terribly dah, kekeh Pram to panting thirst.

"So where's your mother, ayang?" tanya Mentari though heavy heart. He just tried to be indifferent to Pram and his lie to his mother with the lure of his innings would have guests. A co-operation on a lie that benefits all.

"Mommy, this is what Pevi would say." Pram held out his phone. Carefully accept and put on a childish face.

"I'll get a drink, Mom!" Pram turned towards the kitchen, while Asih gently greeted Mentari.

"Assalamualaikum, geulis."

"Vaalaikumsalam, mom. How are you?" Mentari stood up, unmoved in the open window, his eyes exposing the trees behind the house while listening to Asih speak politely.

"Emak well geulis, my mother is happy to be able to chat with you because it has been a long time ago you've been waiting for this moment." I Asih while smiling happily.

Pram crossed his legs while leaning on the door frame. His right hand held a glass of cold water and his ears heard his mother talking. Happy and happy.

"Basic debt collector mantu." Rutuk Pram in the heart, "Don't think I if until Mentari honest, serious! All straight to the unloading."

Immediately, Pram returned to his mother's side.

"Lho in a moment, this cool new mom is talking."

For whatever reason, Mentari who does not know about filming, Bali, artists and whatever it is about Pram's fake lover follow-up to become a fluent liar and immediately want to end their non-relaxing chat.

"Yes mom, I've got to take a picture with the film director. So sometime we talk again yes." said Mentari, breaking up the debate Asih and Pram who both insisted to finish and continue to chat.

"That's it, Mom. Ayang already wants to shoot again so have a chat. Kasian she still has to make up and read the script again if the mother is not sensitive. Breaking up ntar." added Pram while reaching his phone from his mother's grasp.

"Ask her filming in Bali next door, Pram!" exclaim Asih as Pram got up and climbed the stairs to his room.

"Huft, really sorry, Mentari. My mother must be bothering you" said Pram, throwing his body in bed with a sense of exhaustion. Sort the number of fish seedlings asabrek-abrek, not yet added Asih who continue to ask her lie lover. Complete is the inner and physical suffering that Pramoedya Aji feels today.

Mentari smiled, the presence of Pram and Asih was quite comforting when Bhishma was still a past attention point that continued to dwell in the bottom corner of his heart, near the heart that sometimes still causes pain.

"I don't know what's going on with you Pram, but it looks like your mother was expecting a meeting with a girl named Pevita."

Pram deliberately kept silent for a long time to cause curiosity for Mentari.

"Pram, sorry, I have to get back to work. I hang up the phone." said Mentari, he had a clothesline outside that must be lifted immediately when the cloud cloud is over the inns.

"Eh, then, Mentari." cut Pram fast while hugging the bolster next to him. "Gue would like to thank you for your help today. Thanks, my mom must be calm now has a potential ghost." A lie, Pram said in his heart.

"Eh, what do you mean?" suddenly Mentari waver, "The thing is not to be confused, Pram!" said firmly. Mentari's face began to pale.

"So, there are also those who fear marriage turns out." Pram chuckles little, "gue has a temen." always without knowing the cause of what Mentari experienced until the word marriage becomes terrible sounding.

Mentari sighed, "Yes, Pram" said Mentari hurriedly.

"Gue wait for his account number to book a room and your help was Mentari." said Pram, he felt there was a dependence on Mentari for the good of it.

"No need." refused Mentari, he put his phone in a hurry as the rain and the wind began to wet the leaves that were rustling wildly to drop old leaves on the ground.

Pram was fixated, thinking Mentari was insinuated with his words.

"Damn, even misunderstood gini." muttered Pram, looking at his phone that was not interrupted but no voice answered him.

"Content?" call Pram. Waiting patiently until the sound of the basket placed quickly made him shocked himself.

"Content?"

"Geez haven't you killed the phone yet, Pram?" ask Mentari wonder. Her body was soaked in rain.

Pram smiled, the breath that sounded gnawing was getting rid of his worry.

"Gue was afraid that you misunderstood my intention earlier, so I waited for you to come back again. Are you busy or have guests?" tanyanya.

"Rain here, yes. I have to take a shower." Mentari grabbed the towel from the hanger and began to strip herself in the room.

A shower? Pram grinning.

"Gue wait for the list of prices for lodging. Happy shower Rainy Mentari." said Pram while grimacing happily.

Mentari subconsciously put a gentle smile on her lips, she put her phone on the table and immediately stepped into the bathroom. Difficult and happy today is a part of life that is not as beautiful as the melody of nature today.

"New boyfriend? Married married?" Um, Mentari left the bathroom, grabbed her engagement photo frame with Bisma while throwing it in the trash.

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To be continue and happy reading.