Juragan Empang Meets Girl Lodging
Surprise in basket.

Mentari's anxiety really turned into panic. No longer think about the condition of allergies that are currently idap Pram now, but his own condition that does not know what to return in what way to look normal again as before.

"I'm sure Pram had woken up and pretended to sleep again, where maybe a broom can nyender itself to the wall. It can't be that demit either, it must be the suspect!"

The mentor turned the stove knob because only his mother still uses the fire stove if there are guests staying overnight. After all, in addition to gas efficient, unfortunately the abundance of wooden stems from the yard is only piled up and given brittle eaten time.

The girl made fried rice with instant seasoning, so quickly so then at the eat of the unruly guest who dropped all his praise yesterday.

With a condition that is completely dominated by shame and pain, Mentari already knew he was caught sleeping and must have been mangap, the article is not this time he slept in a chair. At the High School picnic he had experienced it and made fun of one bus. You can imagine how his face at that time, red was out, but he did not care, the spirit of his young soul was still burning, only he responded to the mockery of his friend with secrets that he knew, the problem was settled. But for the case with Pram. Act ajalah, pretend not to know, pretend to be stupid very so there is no need to misbehave anymore.

"So I want to call mom with Dara, I'm really taking care of Pram!" his cerocos then lifted the tray he had put fried rice, water, hot tea and apples that he had cut into pieces.

In Pram's room hurriedly neutralized his smile, hard, his cheeks were already stupefiedly attracted to most smiles.

"Still feverish, Pram?" tanya Mentari, put what was brought to the table then sighed.

"Fever? Do I have a fever?" groped his own eel and neck like Asih time make sure his grandson has no fever.

"Do you know I have a fever, Tar?"

Mentari's pupils dilate "Goblok!" his hiss in his heart, "why even open his own card anyway!" Mentari smiled formally, he asked Pram to eat immediately.

"Maybe the allergy symptoms are like those of the flu times huh, so you know I have a fever" Pram said ostensibly, while his cheeks grew stiffer due to the smile he developed again on his face.

Mentari nodded, feeling annoyed and could not see a smart man carrying himself was also still pretending not to know he touched his forehead.

"My hand part why the hell touch his forehead using say still fever not?" batin Mentari, back no good anymore because of fear Pram already has a patch of heart.

Pram stopped smiling, one minute, two minutes, the hue of his face returned to its original state of consciousness Mentari seemed to rush to get rid of himself from his room.

Pram stood up, looking at his perfunctory lunch menu, but who would have thought, eaters of everything ever protested. Rice brine with salt as crackers he was doyan.

"I ate first yes, I happen to like cow's eye eggs" Pram said, "and if you want to rest or do something like that, you can come out, because I think I just want to be in my room. Rest." I'm Pram.

Mentari lifted a basket of dirty clothes that he had not taken care of earlier.

"Later, my clothes are still clean and I want to rush to take medicine to be healthy again!" answer the honest pram.

"Maybe a towel or sheet to change? You've been sneezing too much so it's uncomfortable to wear." Mentari made an offer.

"More-afternoon can I change? I'm too comfortable to just fall, Tar."

Mentari nodded, smiling as usual with a troubled heart.

"Cepet healed, Pram. I wish for that." Mentari closed the door of her room, chirping along the corridor of the inn until the place to wash clothes.

Mentari poured Pram's dirty clothes on the floor to separate how to wash it, but his eyes were immediately stunned to see a Triumph-branded triangle of two pieces of the same color.

"PRAM CANGCUT YOU!!!"

In Pram's room laughed and choked on his food. He smacked his chest while draining water.

"Gue can be sure Mentari was surprised by the surprise in the basket!"

Sure enough, Mentari had to use a tree branch to put the cangcut into the washing machine with an amused face and eyes narrowing ogah-ogahan to look at it.

"Hum, Ra, pliss hunt home. I can't afford to wash it every day. Fear of shadowing his form continues his person, hua— ibuk... It's still in the sun kept on the iron, ugh, it's not my ration!"

Mentari growled in frustration, leaving the washing machine that began to work it into the kitchen. Eat, and undo his intention to make rujak.

"At first I was happy to have a long-time guest, but she should have called and asked me to be her lying boyfriend, I realized something was wrong with that guy. It should be, and it's too late. Turns out Pramoedya Aji was—"

The sun bites the cold apple and chews it vigorously.

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To be continue and happy reading.