Juragan Empang Meets Girl Lodging
The gemes.

Joko exits Mentari's room to see Pram again. There is an interest in the man who he thinks is smart to make Mentari blush and happy in a different way.

"Dik Pram." call Joko.

"Yes sir," Pram lifted his face from the phone screen, "have you got permission from Mentari sir?"

The middle-aged man who was so grateful for the cancellation of the Mentari and Bhishma relationship nodded.

"My son is still a virgin in Pram, he is twenty-five years old. He already understands the contents of your cangcut."

Pram was surprised. The honesty of this family is so extraordinary, eleven twelve with Asih and Bagyo. But he likes the honesty that is the same as it is.

"I'm sorry, sir. Not to tarnish Mentari's mind with my cangcut, just that I was allergic to pollen so forget to move it to a place of privacy."

Joko patted Pram's shoulder. "Casual, it's okay, I'm just happy that the Dance has a lot of activities and your same mind. So you can forget the same as before" he said, smiling bitterly.

Pram stunned, amazed to hear the statement of Mr. Joko. Now I don't know who should dance on the affairs of the cangcut that makes ngakak. Clearly, even though he nodded, he was so curious as to why.

"Failed marriage commentary!" whispered Joko, "her husband-to-be is cheating."

Pram surprised not play. The symptoms of heartbreak spread quickly in his mind. Touching his own heart wound, pain and tightness instantly spread throughout his chest. His heart rate also increased.

Realize, as a man betrayed has hurt it feels, let alone a girl, failed marriage, with the same case Mentari can still smile and his spirit is okay, okay, or actually Mentari just forced to be friendly for the sake of totally perfectly?

Pram smiled bitterly. I really, really Mentari who needs more hiling than me, he thought while breathing deeply.

"I'm sorry, sir" said Pram.

"Father was happy, the bisma was rude just to be loved but did not want recoso. Do you understand Dik Pram?" Joko stood up after seeing Purwati out of the house. "Buk'e already?"

"Already sir'e, another Mentari take a shower." Purwati looked at Pram full of judgment after just a glance because she was worried about her daughter.

Joko nodded. Pram stood up, prepared himself if Purwati suddenly protested about her attitude there. In retrospect, he was not rude, just like the talk, likes on point and for Mentari who has not talked with men for a long time especially the attitude like this Pram, he said, it was natural that he could only blush to hear his chatter.

"Dik Pram can we trust not to mess around in this inn?" purwati asked seriously.

Pram nodded without hesitation. "Can, sir, ma'am. I'm the one who believes that if the various affairs are complicated, mother must be ranting every day!"

Purwati and Joko looked at each other. It feels Pram looks more mature than Bhishma and looks mediocre. They nodded.

"Tomorrow early in the morning Mentari must go to the house budenya, and and to follow it as a guest book, so dik Pram if you want to come can be adjusted the clock, bring a shirt to?" ask Joko, "if not, then ask Tari to find my batik shirt in the closet. I think it'll fit you buk'e?"

Joko looked at her body and Pram's body changed.

"Like fit. Cob—"

"I brought a shirt, sir, ma'am." cut Pram, afraid to trouble Mentari and make him more nervous.

Joko lowered her hand, undoing the intention to measure Pram's back.

"Good, we go first at Pram. Already waiting for the banana to put tarub."

Joko again patted Pram's shoulder, as if really trusting the man to just be with his daughter in his bedside inn.

Pram immediately brought another bunch of king bananas out of the inn. He put the fruit back into the iron basket and smiled widely.

"Good, but tomorrow after the wedding is over. How, is it still here?"

"Still sir, it's still a long time here. All right, if the former quarry beside the house can I be used as a fish pond? Baby, that's just in the trash."

Pram again feels the universe continues to side with him today when

Joko and Purwati nodded quickly without hesitation.

"It used to be a pond of tilapia dik, but try asking the Dance later. We go first." said Joko hurriedly, the father of one child then bergebernya motorbike until the distinctive sound of a loud RX-King motorcycle makes Pram chuckle amused.

"It's cool really, but now I can surely the gemes getting smoother to meet me after the incident of cangcut and condangan tomorrow."

Pram whistling, the medicine he had taken was enough to reduce his allergy symptoms so his spirit was okay again.

Pram went back into the inn, he was astonished to find the gnarly fluttering in front of his private house while folding his hands in front of his chest.

"While why?" he asked as he approached her, "sad in the stay of the same father's mother again?"

"I'm sad you have to go to the world!" reply with a sour expression.

"I was invited by your father earlier, besides delicious, you do not need to go to the market and cook early in the morning. Tomorrow we stay buffet. Aren't we both good and happy?" pram urai without load.

Mentari clucked, condemning Pram's stupidity that pretended to be the truest and only thought about the buffet.

"Didn't you think that at the wedding there are many Pram flowers?" tanya Mentari cynical.

Pram suddenly patted his eel, he forgot about the flowers that would surely fill the area at the wedding. But life has no way to Rome, or to Italy, even to the heart of Mentari. This means that there is a solution and Pram's common sense has found the answer.

Pram's eyes immediately glowed. Pram grimaced, "Tomorrow I wear a mask, you agree?"

"Lose again, lose again." wrote Mentari in his heart while looking deeply into Pram's eyes, "As far as you are Pram, now let me change the sheets and bedcovers in your room. You wait outside!"

Pram nodded despite being a little reluctant.

"Yes I wait outside, if inside you must be more lashing with me! Keep — not be. Come to my room, but I'll ask you something before you work, Tar!"

"What?" tanya Mentari lazy. The questions and requests are strange.

"May I use a pacifier next to your house to keep fish?" pram asked hesitantly. Afraid of rejection, especially the owner of the inn again lambs.

Mentari grunting. "You've only been here a week Pram, why keep fish here?" Definitely just want to add to my work, he added in his heart.

"I'm a master of the dam, Tar. Look at the empty pond my soul thrashed, any better fish than garbage. Yes, I can bear it all. Only when I live your family takes care of it. How's it?"

"As much as you are Pram, the important thing is to stop making me dart and worry! Can you?"

"Can, Tar. Uh, depending on the condition." Pram cengengesan, Mentari who has been on the verge of patience immediately go with the style of kenes.

"Juragan padang, I make you not feel at home here! Look at it."

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To be continue and happy reading.