Juragan Empang Meets Girl Lodging
Old single already?

Dara immediately slammed himself backwards and as there were no warning signs, his head hit the wall spontaneously.

DUGH'S.

ARGH.

Dara suddenly held her head that felt sad. Mentari grimaced amused, not even pity.

"Eat him don't let it, Ra. I have often been said to still continue over you tuh." cried Mentari while sweeping a towel.

"I take a shower, please see your polite Pram, Ra."

Dara growled in annoyance. "I got sucked into the wall because of Om Pram, Tar. He even told me to be polite, can't talk later? Intersection. Argh, dizzy me."

Mentari did not press, he went out of the room, for a moment saw Pram who took off his shoes in the park from behind the window.

"What's going on in Jakarta, Pram? Your mom?"

Mentari draws her memory back to why Pram is here, she is avoiding matchmaking interactions made by her mother. Then one more fact that Pram will tell you later tonight.

"Is it possible that Pram doesn't have a girlfriend because he's also heartbroken like me?"

Mentari guessed himself until unconsciously a pair of tired eyes Pram saw the shoulder of Mentari who was behind the window.

Pram's nosy smile expands. He approached in a super slow motion and hid behind the side of the window and huaaaa, Mentari screamed loudly.

Pram. "Ngapain snintip-nigtip?" he cried as Mentari approached just to pinch his arm.

"Who is interested? I just took off the stagen."

"Bokis really!" exclaim Pram after pulling quickly kebaya Mentari up and there are still stagen that rebound his waist.

Waistband-tracked mentari. "Dara said, you're fucking shit!"

"Wadauuuw—bikin shit bro, don't know who this mother's child is yet!" Pram with a waist, just ordinary, it's just happy that the girl began to dare to get out of the safe zone of perfect attitude.

"Pramoedya Aji Nyebelin." Mentari melengos went into his house, but turned back and put up a sign, 'besides the employee at barred entry', on his doorstep.

The widest pram, "Emang Dara shit why, Tar? Talk about me for sure." he said

Mentari was not willing to answer, he closed the door of his house and exclaimed. "Park there, you stink!" he said from behind the window.

"You too time, Tar. Not realising!" reply Pram ketus. Both of them turned around and smiled with amused smiles.

Pause Magrib, both of them are resting in different spaces. But the shadow of today's events soared in the tribe of both even though logic says it is still far away to call the two meet each other pulse points when the heart is still stuck in pitch, lost direction, and, too fragile and need a shoulder.

Pram and Mentari both keep the question in their hearts, when to successfully fight the dark in solitude?

The sun rose, bracing its legs to step into the kitchen. Making fried rice and ginger wedang for Pram. Again, the routine is back to how it was. Serving guest inns.

"Pram." call Mentari.

The door slid open, the finished Pram called his mother to let her know that today he had fun with his lying girlfriend smiling.

"Your dinner, Pram." Mentari stretched out his tramp.

Pram. "Thank you, just don't eat together anymore?" tanyakanya.

Between the sound of the night that shimmered, and the lights that never changed, but actually now add to the impression of romance while supporting Pram to vent, Mentari even shook her head.

Pram immediately sighed, "Yeah, I ate by myself. Only you stay here." he said, putting a face between sad and maksa.

Pram shook his head. Can pull the veins if the same Dara. The girl had been marked as her mother's droplet. Smart to reason and give up, argue and argue. It was enough that he invited him to conspire earlier, the end was lost hope. It's just that Pram's rejection is considered Mentari with the wrong frequency. Pram must have objected to Dara's behavior this afternoon, thought Mentari.

"Sorry you're not comfortable with Dara, Pram. My sister is not polite child, so she was sucked at the wall." he explained.

"Wall blunder?" Pram.

Mentari nodded, "Lupain, he said om-om!"

Pram was uprooted, rightly guessed. Dara must have complained about her invitation earlier.

"Keep your response?" Pram narrowed his eyes in astonishment while sitting cross-legged in his bedroom. "Sitting geulis, impolite standing in front of om-om!"

Mentari directly close up her knee-length skirt. Fear of the wind made his face blush.

Forced to sit on the floor, both legs bend backward in the same direction to the left. Sweet, Pram can find the girl carrying herself.

"My response is still the same, I can't go to Jakarta."

"But you believe I'm not a bad guy or a kidnapper?" pram asked, while eating he listened to Mentari elaborate his opinion.

"As we've talked a lot about it, you're bad, you know, Pram."

Pram agreed. "May I ask you something, Tar?" he asked with a serious expression, while eating again, hurriedly, whether chewed or not, ten minutes of fried rice and its contents were all gone. Stay wedang ginger, once sip is gone. Pram smiled relieved, quite full, later at midnight he would make instant noodles if hungry. Easy, true adventurers will always have an impromptu idea on top of an impromptu precarious situation, for example hungry.

"Ask what, Pram?"

"You make fried rice with what the hell." kernyitan do not like to make Mentari hesitant to answer.

"Easy instant condiment cake."

"Oh, I think it's sweet, it's good." Pram laughs.

The face of the Mentari is not karu-karangan, make the heart want to come out of the body cavity and then splash into space and fly with other spirits aka death only. Instead of having to hear the mouth reason for the plaques that are better in the silence with black duct tape.

"Do you like that, Pram?" tanya Mentari, defend against men and just lure them.

"Like to say what you mean?" Pram straightens his legs while crossing.

Mentari.

"Is there a similar problem with that? Or actually you are rarely seduced so a little blush with my words?" pram's toilets are gentle but cruel to Mentari.

The girl turned her face. Word out.

"Where would you rather I be the one who's blameless than serious?" exclaim Pram, "sorry if you are offended, Tar. That's how I saw it. You're a little blush like you've never been seduced by that guy. Is it old singles?" pram pretended not to know.

The sun sniffed his shoulders, behaving indifferently. "It's like our chatter is too intrusive for personal matters, Pram. Sorry."

"Yups, it wants me!" Pram nodded, returning to his Betawinya accent, "don't I want to talk about my personal business why I don't want to get married and run away, right?"

Mentari nodded with a twitch on his face. "That doesn't bother you, Pram? I don't think the past should be told where you're hiling, Pram. Not good as it is."

Pram wet his lips and shook his head. "Gue will tell!"

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