Juragan Empang Meets Girl Lodging
Suspicious under the guise of jealousy.

Mentari kept watch beside Pram so that the man would not fall from the chair. He waited patiently for the man to get up or at least the door of the room was opened by his parents.

Mentari leaned his head on the wall, there have been hundreds of days that have been passed why did Bhishma not also take it off with sincerity? Is his love too great for him? Mentari's heart momentarily in sambar sembilu, his jaw hardened, his chest and then filled with a feeling of tightness, he closed his eyes, held back emotions, and, but it was only for a moment because the door hole in the lock made his eye immediately startled.

"Eh–eh–eh," Pram almost fell if Mentari did not immediately turn and hold his shoulder which he had been holding with his side.

"Sorry, sweetheart. Shocked huh?" reply with a spoiled tone. "His sleep?"

Pram who was still half conscious closed his eyes again while leaning his head against the wall, his mind thought about why the girl was nearby. His feeling went straight everywhere, but asking was easier for him.

"What are you doing next to me Dance?" ask Pram without opening his eyes. Mentari instead blew Pram's face like the man's behavior if teasing him.

"I'm just looking at you, baby. Sleeping in a chair is not safe. So I'm keeping you from falling and the edge is bumpy." whispered Mentari. Then cleared his throat and straightened his body as the door slowly stretched out.

"You guys don't fuck around?" purwati asked straightforwardly as she looked at the two young people who were both leaning against the wall. Especially in the room the lights are not turned on, only the TV is turned on.

"I should believe me if Pram is naughty, he means I ask him to be a security guard here. Wooing." replied Mentari, stringing up lies that will catapult Pram's desire.

Jakun Pram moves up and down.

He will indeed donate as his time in the dream inn, chasing the beautiful hope with Mentari after straightening his own lie in front of Asih about Pevita. Not in a hurry too as the Mentari said again, so security guard!

Emang his body fit into a security guard, in addition to karate.

It was easy for him to throw out Bhishma. One free kick, keok. But that's if the fast track, the slow lane is more memorable for him. Smooth and safety, enjoy every moment with taste, feel,

like-similar rules if he again travel with his Jeep Wrangler community.

Pram rubbed his face, relaxed. He had already admitted defeat, at most the gemes were flying his war flag. I can't believe he's gone hot.

"It's not really the security guard you think it is, Mentari! You are tuh tellyi. I want to keep you twenty-four hours full service without the need for your salary. Yummy right? Good dong, time is not. Your personal security if you want and once again I affirm. Rare." reply Pram, fend off Mentari speech as well as self-promotion event. Let the effect be top in the eyes of the future mother-in-law, right?

Purwati grimaced in her heart hearing word for word that was thrown by two young people whose cheeks began to blush on their own.

"You help out, not just in the room, get together and rest!" purwati said sternly, "it's also in Pram, your car is finished in service."

Pram who is still sleepy chicken nods resignedly. "May I have a coffee, buk? Let the spirit be okay." he asked while standing up.

"Seek the Dance, mother's hands are dirty!" Purwati showed her hand that was still a cane of oil mixed with earth and wood chips.

It is very desirable that the girl refused raw, even though the tip nodded resignedly.

"Wait outside, Pram" he said, springing Mentari out of Pram's room while smiling freely.

"Finally off the snare of the wedding om-om kebellet!"

In your dreams, Tar. The inner Pram and Purwati are almost at the same time. The two of them leave the room to join Joko and Dara who sit down while admiring Pram's mighty car.

"For payment please transfer to mas office account, this is our service list."

"Ready, but I can test drive first?" he asked, then told Dara to get into his car when the mechanic said, "Beres mas, less well, we serve again!"

The girl jumped up in excitement. "You're still."

"He'eh." Pram permit out for a while using his car, not just for a test drive, he wants to know where the house and place the barrel.

"Is this really his house, Ra?"

Dara nodded steadily. "There's not much work I'm lying about, um. Read the boards on the walls of his house, the village chief's house!"

Pram now believes while observing everything. Rumah Bisma is good, there is a pendopinya as a place to receive guests, both guest inns and private guests.

Pram briefly photographed it, then continued the journey to the place of Bisma tongkrongan, continuing to the house of Tegar and Danang.

"Berez! All her father-in-law's house, Bisma, if you know, Ra."

"Far from here om, in another subdistrict. Males ah, tomorrow. There is a lot of work at home!" refuse Dara, "lagian Om want to do the patrol of their house? What's the plan?"

"Tomorrow I'll take a dip at the Bisma inn before we leave for Jakarta, Ra. I want to talk to his parents, heart to heart, gentleman's. But you diem, ntar pretend I escaped from your inn so Mentari also panicked. Agreed?"

"Ng.., Tos used to be that om!" Dara clenched her hands while lifting them into the air.

Pram chuckled, all the parties who became Mentari's backup are siding with him now. "OK on."

Tos – Tos.

Pram back to the dream inn. The sun looked at the two with a cold look.

"So great, Tar. Om ngajak jockeying earlier." exclaimed Dara and then chuckled happily.

Hearing the saying, two car repair shop employees felt relieved, they rushed to clean up the service equipment and returned to the city. It's just that there are girls who remain indifferent, even until they finish the service of clearing the branches of trees that have been cut down. Mentari remains indifferent.

Pram who catches climate change Mentari smiled indifferently, he took fish feed at Pak Joko's house while moving to the pond. The girl was pensively sitting on a plastic chair without the slightest interest in looking at him.

"Why baby?" goda Pram, scooping a handful of pellets and spreading them into the pond. The sound of fish fighting over food provoked the attention of Mentari.

"Let him eat morning and evening, Tar. There's measure. I'll tell you later."

Pram handed the container of paint to the girl. "Cobain, if you dare to dip your hands when the fish swarm! Very cool, Tar."

"Say I was just a test drive, how long? Where are you with Dara? Did he bother you?" Finally the sentence that Pram was waiting for was said as well.

The man only smiled to give the girl a mysterious and secret impression, even though his hand grasped the hand of Mentari to enjoy the amused sensation in the sosor of many fish mouths above the pond.

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To be continue and happy reading.