Juragan Empang Meets Girl Lodging
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The next day, nothing changed in the dream room. Coffee and gathering in the park is an activity of men while for women they make the kitchen as a place to huddle at length about life while cooking.

"After you ask the same service person said good, Ra. Tell me mom has people, good people, family is welcome too. But the talk is ordinary so it does not look if the mother briefing." said Asih while stirring the vegetable in front of the stove.

"Yes, mom. Relaxed. I'm his son dutifully." reply Dara and then smile.

Mentari berdehem, mania, he who had accompanied Dara peeling onions and garlic in the kitchen was amazed by the girl's intermittent whimpering attitude and then his own smiles even though nothing funny.

"What's wrong with you, Ra?" ask Mentari. There's something strange about Dara's attitude now. As is not his daily habit that likes to ceplos there ceplos here with a rancid attitude that makes him sure Dara is indeed his sister Pram who has long lost.

Dara blew her bangs and then blinked one eye. For a moment, she slit a red onion and rubbed her watery eyes.

"Sadly, Tar." reveal as he got down from the bamboo chair.

"But what? Don't want a story?" urged Mentari, the curiosity is getting excited when Dara even pretended to sob while sauteing the seasoning in front of the stove.

"Ra, dong's story. Why smile to yourself."

"You know ajahhh." said Dara. And at that moment Mentari immediately frowned, it felt like he was rejected, his feelings became cloudy. He came out of the kitchen, leaving the kitchen crowd preparing breakfast in large portions.

"Aa.." call Mentari from a distance while walking. Simultaneously, everyone who felt as an Aa replied before Pram opened his mouth.

"What, Dance? Is the breakfast ready?" roni replied with a whiny face, flushed he moved to the back of Maxime because Pram threatened him with a handful of peppers lalap complementary fried tofu.

"Your mouth doesn't hurt, Ron! Here elo, let it get worse!" pram exclaimed, a rude snort came out as Roni instead told Maxime to help her fight Pram.

"Lt!" sentak Mentari's. Pram turned around, voiding the chili peppers into the mouth of his best friend who began to move the bow to someone who was still a concern.

"What dear?" pram asked, his annoyed face now changed with a astonished face. The look on his wife's face was irritated, there was not the slightest bright smile or formal receptionist smile that Mentari showed.

"Why are you, geulis?" Pram embraces Mentari's shoulder, takes her out of the park. Avoiding everyone who is joking.

In the inn yard, Pram invited Mentari to sit on an iron swing. In his hand his wife kissed his right temple.

"Why pout?" ask Pram.

"But Aa, I asked him why he grinned as well as his own smile but he replied want to know ajahhh. Kan sebel make curious." said Mentari, touching Pram's chin gently.

Immediate Pram heartbeat is not normal. Pram straightened his body as his wife's face approached but was not about to kiss him. No, Mentari was holding Pram's chin while narrowing his eyes.

"As a good husband, Aa had to ask Dara why. If I don't sleep outside!" Mentari took off her husband's chin, then recounted Dara's behavior in detail.

"There's no way Dara's not sane, geulis. He might." Both of Pram's eyes widened. Something immediately broke in his mind, the symptoms are not sane like the symptoms of falling in love. A common symptom for anyone if they experience it.

Pram down from the swing.. "I'll call Dara first!" Mentari agreed.

It's not right Dara, if you fall in love. Falling in love with who he is. Temen me? Nah, no. I already have a wife. It could be his business if the shampoo really happens.

While chewing, he approached Pram who was waving at him.

"Why, um?" ask Dara.

"Come on out. Important, for the sake of the fate of the night!" Pram turned. Dara followed, for a moment she looked at Maxime who glanced at her sharply.

Mas bule must have been jostling about last night. Hihahi.

"Sit, Ra!" pram said, this trivial affair must end as soon as possible. I don't want to sleep outside just out of curiosity my wife who is pregnant young.

Dara followed up to the swing, not expecting that Mentari still put on a frown because of the joke earlier.

Pram sighed. Circumstances are demanding him to be a good and wise brother and husband. Pram looked at Mentari and Dara alternately.

Not that they are legal. Should understand his best friend why without needing to explain. I wonder why girls drama.

Pram exhales while embracing Mentari.

"So Mentari said you grinned as well as smile yourself, Ra. She wondered if you were in love again?" pram asked without aling-aling. "Who's the guy?"

Dara immediately could not help but laugh, she shook her head while stabbing her painful stomach.

"Oh Allah, Dance. I'm not in love, there's just more to it!" said Dara, she pinched her bulging Mentari cheeks. "There is, it's a secret. I said it sometime!"

"I want you to talk now, my people used to not play secrets with you" replied the cynical Mentari.

"Udah, by the way, Ra." timpal Pram expectantly. "Om going to sleep outside if you don't talk right now."

Instead of laughing, Dara's mood was mixed. Again he felt the sensation of worry that was endless like last night. But basically the girl was indeed cayenne pepper, Dara bit her lips and then showed a smile.

Dara scratched her temple. The faces of Pram and his friend were so enthusiastic waiting for his answer.

"But promise you don't tell me" said Dara.

"Why?"

"So last night I hit Maxime. That's why I'm a whimper, people can't stand it."

Sontak Pram and Mentari looked at each other. Thousands of ideas instantly danced wildly on their heads. Only, the ten seconds that became silent Dara immediately added.

"For the part because I don't want to go with them traveling. I want to be a good mother." Dara smiled, "Lagian hugged it for only a minute. So om don't be angry, you also Tar already sulknya."

Pram pinched his temple while bowing his head. Pantes dariitadi Maxime diem continues, it turns out he passed through the same cruel night Dara. Want kasian but also want to ngakak, my brother really dah, desperate pisan.