Juragan Empang Meets Girl Lodging
Open invitation.

Mentari opened the washing machine that had stopped spinning and in honor of Pram's clothes that had been clean half dry, he brought the fried claw to take out the XL-sized triangle into the basket.

"For the sake of five-star innings, my goodness. Pram intentionally what is really a child's mother anyway." he said while heading to the place to dry clothes.

Although painstaking and patient, for that one thing Mentari really passed amused. He still uses fried claws so that there is no need to touch Pram's cangcut.

"Done!" Mentari was relieved, then in the face of fried claw in his hand.

"Multifunctional as well, but this I have to hide first. I've got a Pram pitcher, afraid to change the taste of the food later." Mentari giggles. Without him realizing Pram who has been mengingan and just wandering around the inn to hear and see all the behavior of Mentari.

"Silently gokil also nih chick until his side ogah hold my ringcut. I also forgot to change my voice earlier. Sorry, Tar. Maybe he's angry, but you're funny. Gemes me."

Pram crouched next to the house overlooking a three-meter-long dry land basin that is now used as a dry landfill.

"May also be made a place to release longing for ponds and catfish. May Mentari give permission." Pram receives a call from Ari after many times he ignores.

"Where is mas? Is there a need for a pool?" pram asked with a frowning forehead.

Ari nodded while spreading the fish feed into the pond. The sound of water whistling as the fish scrambled to eat made Pram smile widely.

"What mas? Healthy koi seeds? Is my mom home still there?"

"The deposit money from chicken cattle has been between Mr. Maryadi mas, for koi fish yesterday there were two dead" explained Ari, his expression was flat even though his heart was restless because he felt guilty.

Pram still smiles, although actually one dead koi can be of high value when mature later but again his name works with nature and other living things not always all can be in accordance with imagination.

"The usual, mas. Pool water temperature adjustment. Just keep an eye on the pH of the water and give it vitamins. What about your mom, or other guests?"

"Emak has returned home mas, at home there are only Mbok Sum and mas Tono. If the guest is quiet, only yesterday the manager from Bogor." explained Ari.

"Ready, I'll tell you from here, my friends. While the chicken money you save first. Just write down the details of expenses if you want to use. Ready it?" ask Pram while standing.

"Ready, ready!" reply Ari spirit, then call disconnected. Ari frowned, "Piknik where mas Pram, want to ask even bablas."

Pram whistled, back around the inn accompanied by the shady afternoon sun and fresh breeze.

Pram stopped his steps, now he was sitting around casually in the courtyard of the inn while looking at what he could enjoy there. Tree. There were only trees and iron swings that no one seemed to have ever used.

Pram was stunned to hear the sound of a very deafening RX-King motor approaching towards the inn.

Pram stands as if welcoming the arrival of the person who turns out after he gets acquainted with manners is Mentari's parents.

"I'm Pram from Jakarta, Joko sir. Blesteran the Sundanese. Just yesterday morning check in here." said Pram, help bring a bunch of bananas king into the inn.

Joko held onto Pram's shoulder and immediately looked him in the eye, "Thank you for staying here." Joko smiled kindly, "but my son Mentari don't you bother to? You see, his mother said Mentari needed help and told him to come home."

Unknowingly Pram terbahak, realized Mentari was already ngadu to his mother secretly.

"I'm just asking for room service, Mr. Joko. Just maybe his request for Mentari was strange so he needed help." Pram explained honestly.

"Just put it here, Pram. Later we want to go again because we go home just want to check the Mentari's own why." explained Joko, put also a bunch of bananas for the wedding of her sister's son tomorrow.

"Ready," said Pram, "by the way the banana is a lot for what sir? Is there a big event?" ask Pram curious.

"Loh sir, I've paid my money." pram joked.

Joko immediately put on an unpleasant face, however Pram was staying and there must be someone to serve when the rental is still on the road.

"Yes, let everything go smoothly, tomorrow if you want to come and no other event comes with Mentari and Dara. Get your car there, how?"

"YES! YES! Eating bro, I was also curious about how the wedding in the village, fun for sure. There is dangdutan continued the gemes definitely added gemes." Pram cheer in heart while nodding enthusiastically.

"You sir, will. I'm not here anyway."

Joko patted Pram's shoulder. "I went to Mentari's room first in Pram. We'll have another chat after I make sure my son is okay."

"Every sir Joko," Pram nodded, staring at Joko's back wearing a political party t-shirt, "lagian Mentari why, if not well continue me in the drive? put it in the heart.

In the room, Mentari pouted after issuing all complaints about Pram to his mother. But instead of being annoyed with Pram, Purwati was even happy.

"What's so funny buk'e?" tanya Joko, join in the mattress Mentari.

"This is pak'e, your son is the same as Pram. Udah similar to Mentari Dara, fuss continues but both understanding and worry. Keep this funny sir'e, your son is amused by his male alms." replied Purwati as she stroked her daughter's hair.

"But Pram is not insolent right, Tar?" ask her mother with a sad face then.

Mentari. "Pram well kok buk, just like to be honest really continue to make my cheeks red. I'm ashamed, Buk. Can I not be at home? Temenin Tari." asked in a pity while holding his mother's hand. "Later I'm still ironing the ring, buk. Tired of tau."

Joko and Purwati smiled faintly.

Purwati stroked her daughter's hair again, feeling unable to because of the many activities that still need a lot of energy to prepare for the wedding.

"Why's jelly, Nduk?" ask Joko prank.

"That was Pram's, sir! Udah ah do not discuss again I am embarrassed to continue to remember again." The mentari pursed his lips.

Joko chuckles. Aware his daughter is almost married and understands about it, but he will not discuss the problem of the cancellation of his daughter's marriage.

"If the business is just that and good Pram is not impudent, the same father and mother calm you again to your home budemu, Tar" said Joko calmly.

"Well," Mentari held her mother's arm, "follow."

"Can't, Dance. There are guests and you used to say the same mother if the inns are your responsibility. Mom and Dad just help out in the back. So — you have to be here until Pram gets home."

"But I said buk'e that Pram can come to the stage tomorrow so as not to be alone in the inn." cut Joko quickly.

Sontak Mentari was surprised and buried his face in the pillow. Upset, free of protest, his parents actually sided with Pram while he had to and was forced to submit to his responsibilities as the girl who owned the inn. Nice, friendly, ready to serve selflessly and sincere smile without burden. But because of Pram, my goodness.

"You were made to piss me off, Pram. Argh."

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To be continue and happy reading.