Juragan Empang Meets Girl Lodging
Warming

"Are you sure you're not warming up, Tar? Or at least change clothes?" sahut Pram while frowning.

Mentari refused to look at Pram. "No need, anyway I jog her half-heartedly" she said cynically. How not half-hearted, new also humpulin spirit facing today after yesterday all felt different, Pram and his father had damaged that spirit with a jogging event.

"Courteous commentary on guests." Joko reminded, Mentari pouted while predating Pram. "Titip Mentari dik Pram, if not polite, just say it later with the father. Let the father rule the law!"

Pram nodded. "Good sir, easy. Then we go jogging, sir!"

"Yes-yes, which is compact." said Joko while sipping Mentari tea is still intact.

The pram stepped his legs wide. Mentari growled under a tree that shaded the path of his yard. The rumbling of resentment in his chest to be able to get rid of the cold that is really still so felt.

"Who's his son, who's in defense. Fucking father!" gumamya.

Pram smiled as he arrived beside Mentari.

"I don't mind you jog in a nightgown, reverberate the picture of frogs, only I mind you not warming up first. Later cramp, I'm also the hard one, Tar." Smiling pram reminded.

"Why don't you want to be hard but trouble me, Pram?" Waist ruffled sun, "look, I just washed my face, haven't had breakfast, you pulled out of the house. Still pegel Pram my feet."

Pram squinting while leaning body. His sharp eyes watched Mentari's face closely. Mentari cast a face. The pupils of the eyes that were judging him were eager for him to plug. Unfortunately there is no courage stuff just raise his hand from the side of the body.

"Didn't wash his face, but there's still a cane in the corner of your left eye."

Mentari did not budge, choosing to continue his steps to the asphalt road while lifting his chin high. Put up a ready to war attitude! Either the war captured what, which is clear that with Pram now he will make it ready to war mode.

Pram grimaced, really still lashing, he thought.

"Heating first, Tar. Let your spoiled muscles be ready to run with me."

again, tracing the waist, looking left and right looking for which way they want to go.

"Who said my muscles are spoiled! Look, I'm a secret Sunday gymnastics instructor in the village hall field. Don't think my muscles are spoiled muscles!" Mentari rolled his oversize nightgown.

Pram bit his lips, do not believe, gymnastics instructor but body less well, especially if he saw from the glasses of his adult men, Mentari is cute.

"Blood on you, Tar. Gymnastics instructor but do not want to warm up first, do you often forget and make your followers hurt. Danger, ngawur you that way!" nagel Pram, "So minglingan I wait for you to warm up our new race run! How's it? Than I told you you were an abal-abal gymnastics instructor?"

Mentari nodded with what Pram said. Really ready to fight!

"May we run after I change clothes and you stop looking at me with such amused smiles. Wait!" said Mentari while walking away.

Walking thud until arriving at home, Dara and her parents who found the girl nagging themselves looked not understood with the attitude of Mentari.

After a few minutes, the gemes had changed clothes. Tight clothes pink magenta and black leging with a line of color in line with his shirt extending on his side.

Mentari out, related the distance he and Pram quite far. He did a short warm-up in front of the inn and crammed in the back of the man's car because honestly he was embarrassed to warm up in front of Pram.

"Come on."

Pram looked straight at the appearance of Mentari this morning, which he could say was no different from the trees there now turned into a sexy girl. Every curve of his body felt obligatory to see.

Pram whistling. "May also." Pram's black eyebrows move up and down with nosiness. "Running off to the race? Mending is not necessary. I'm sure I won!" said arrogant.

"Oh, not at all. You look so good!" praise Pram but in his heart, "Gue was just joking he was even loud back. There is no death of the girl. It can be."

Mentari and Pram then put the stance of the horses after it was clear which route they would take complete with the prize.

One favor for Pram.

A request from Mentari.

Deal, both of them nodded. From the count of one — two — ti.. both of them immediately ran as fast as possible.

Pram smiled in satisfaction, without having to expend any extra energy he was sure he won. While the girl desperately gathering spirit was already panting at a quarter of her fight to win. The sun slows down its speed, then only continues on a regular foot.

"Wow, geulis. This is a race not a road!" pram shouted, mocking while running excitedly.

"Whatever." The sun ruffled his waist while adjusting his breath. Pram who had turned first into the street towards the market, came back with an unspeakable panic face.

"Run, Tar! A RUN. There's a fierce dog!" pram yells in disarray.

The dog barking sounded immediately scowling. Mentari turned around, following the steps of a thousand Prams with the remaining energy. But because the muscles are effectively filtered so spontaneously early in the morning without a complete warm-up and really hot. What Pram feared happened as well. Cramps made Mentari scream loudly.

Pram immediately twisted his body at a super panic speed along with the dog that was getting closer.

"Good, spit! I don't want rabies." Pram crouched, accompanied by the sound of dog barking that is really terrible. Mentari again dropped resigned to Pram's back.

Suddenly Pram took the girl into the courtyard of the man whose fence was open.

Pram squatted with difficulty while it was a terrible tragedy must be natural Mentari again accompanied by a scream of devotion.

Pram closes the fence before the four-legged animal whose saliva netes all the way to the front of the gate. Long barking as if he had found his target.

Pram and Mentari were both panting while smiling in relief.

"Udah said warm up first, Dance. Let's taste good. You're making it hard on yourself." - sneered Pram, "I'm following your shocked muscle massages."

"Could he?" tanya Mentari is doubtful.

"Can geulis."

"Very well if you're looking for a chance to grab my feet!" chirps Mentari directly, momentarily make Pram urung touch the girl's feet.

"Believe first just want, if not so your legs cramp muscle continues or like you deliberately deh Tar do not want to warm up let me pay attention." said Pram, said, the smile on his face expands while enjoying the sweat that goes down the line of the gemes face that looks shiny. Beautiful natural, but anxious.

Mentari nods resignedly, better embarrassed than muscle cramps, where the Pram is entering the house of the person who again swept the yard. After crunching anyway, then grimacing wide.

"I believe." she answered and lowered her head.

Pram smile. "You can hold on for a minute." Kontan hand touch Pram who is steady massaging his legs makes Mentari bite his lips happy. "Enak." inside.

Pram turned his face with a blush, "Why should this woman?"