Juragan Empang Meets Girl Lodging
Pretend prewedding.

Pram immediately flapped his hands while prancing around resembling the movements of a wild horse and butterfly.

Mentari widened unconsciously, very entertained by Pram's behavior despite having to bear the shame in front of other visitors.

"You really have no shame, Pram." chirped Mentari, running small while pulling his shirt from behind.

Pram stopped his activities and then ruffled his waist.

"When I was diligent futsal, but it was tired also running so doang." he admitted after turning around, "rest first yuk, coffee what to eat. I wasn't a buffet yet."

Pram looked around while spreading a smile. Being clowns?

The sun rolled his eyeballs. As if Pram had no problem they became an entertaining spectacle.

"That's because you ran away while shyly you yourself Pram, so tired." responded Mentari felt tired of being there, "maybe, you can, after that we go to the crater Sikidang Pram or want to go to the hill Sikunir if you can profit sunset."

"To the crater first, to the hill if you do not use kebaya. Add tau load up to the hill pake kebaya, Tar!" seloroh Pram reality.

Mentari made a pause of a few minutes between them while staring at Pram astonished. He was the first to make her laugh freely without any burden after lara made her numb.

"You're lucky, Pram."

"Haa—" Pram gawks, "Well lucky?"

"Sakti, thank you."

Pram smiled meaningfully. "Thank you for what? I don't give anything to you, Tar." Elakya while walking out of the temple complex, looking for a place to eat or a grocery store to buy flip flops for Mentari.

Pram is concerned about the condition of Mentari who has since walked barefoot while carrying his high heels.

"You what?" pram asked when he had come out of the temple complex and looking for a place to eat.

"Mi oozing hot tea, Pram." Mentari put her shoes on the floor while wetting her cold lips.

"There again?" haggard Pram, "maybe a hug or to the bathroom?"

"To the bathroom maybe," Mentari smiled shyly, "my face is too sticky, so I'm a bit long all you want to remove make up" he explained.

"Need face wash soap?" ask Pram understanding, memorize it properly, girls need such items for facial needs. Including her sisters who are bitter to force their husbands to the beauty clinic if the skin care is over.

"Buyin first can you? Later I replace in the inn." pinta Mentari with rikuh because only this time all completely reversed.

"Can it be, what brand?"

"What's important for normal skin."

Pram let Mentari go to the toilet in a hurry.

"I also pee kebelet daritadi, just for your sake I hold on."

Pram gegas bought face soap and flip flops for Mentari after ascertaining the size of his feet from high heels that were left on the floor.

"Dance, open the door." call Pram.

The door was stretched out slowly, Mentari looked away from the bathroom at the very end.

"There are tissues and sandals inside. You wear it so you don't have to dizzy looking for a lap to want your face."

Mentari received plastic from Pram while shy. "Thank you, Pram" he said sincerely.

"Okay, I'm next door to keep out eating pesen."

The two separated again. The mentor opened the plastic that Pram gave, he increasingly revealed a smile. No matter the whistling sound and vaguely heard the shower into the closet even though the tap water he turned on.

I don't know, Mentari shook her head not knowing, but in her heart she enjoyed every surprise Pram gave her.

Pram opened the door wide. Passing a sigh of relief accompanied by countless expressions of gratitude. Mentari laughed off. Almost like going to the island of paradise with all the pleasures of the world it feels. Come happy.

Immediately Pram out of the toilet that has ice cream cold water. He went to the cashier to order two noodles, noodles consisting of pieces of cabbage, chives, leaves, as well as the starchy thick sauce is served with beef satay and tempe kemul typical of Wonosobo and do not forget two hot teas.

Pram waited while smiling amusedly with the photographer who was still following him.

"Pesen all you guys, I'll pay."

The windfall again, thought the photographer. Not long, fifteen minutes. All the enjoyment for Pram gathered at the dinner table.

"Don't drink it straight away, it's still hot, Tar. Your tongue will burn and I – I can't help you for that one!" the word Pram reminded as Mentari grasped the large glass with both hands.

"Yes you know, only my hands are cold so look for the warmth that is there" Mentari said as she smeared her lips holding a bite.

"My hand was rejected, but if we could hold each other better, Tar." Pram blinked one of his eyes nosily.

The photographer who was eavesdropping suddenly choked.

"So they're fiancee what's just pretending to be preweddingan?" tanyanya fretted in her heart. Shaking his head, glancing at the two people who both put on a bad face.

"Canda doang Tar, let's eat." take Pram.

Half an hour of silence, after connecting the kapok stomach suduken, Pram made a pause before going to the crater that became the legend of Prince Kyang/and Shinta Dewi.

Pram sighed, "How do we go home, Tar? Tomorrow we come again with better preparation. I'm saying the same thing to you." he said honestly.

The sun nodded, as the air there grew colder and the sky looked cloudy. Crater will certainly emit more concentrated sulfur fumes.

Pram approached the photographer who was crouching in the back of the car when Mentari had entered first into the car.

"I asked for the picture to be sent via chat aja mas, this is my number, and I'll transfer after that." Pram gave his card from his wallet.

The photographer seemed hesitant. "Seriously you can believe it?"

"Seriously, I'm a master. There's no way to have a lot of people if you can't trust."

Finally the photographer nodded. "Later I send a nice-good mas, continue who became a wild butterfly was also wanted to be sent?" the question is, for him it's ridiculous.

Pram patted his eel, feeling stupid but mean. "As far as you are."

"Pram hasn't checked the tires yet?" exciting Mentari.

"Have it, Tar." Pram patted the photographer on the shoulder, "I'm waiting for you!"

Nodding, the photographer jumped to the back of the other car and waltzed away carrying his own story with the two men.

Pram gets into the car while turning on the engine. Because it was enough fun today, the entire journey to the inn were both just silent.

Mentari looked out more, saw the mountain scenery while Pram tried to accumulate courage to reveal his story with Tatiana later.

Isn't this too fast to vent? Funny I think this meeting was too.

Pram glanced at the Mentari who had just yawned. Being full, cold, and tired made him sleepy.

I'm curious about Mentari's response later.

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To be continue and happy reading.