Juragan Empang Meets Girl Lodging
Seeking conspiracy.

According to information from Dara, the mother of two gelo slaves Tegar and Danang is the guest worker Bu Desy. The more fortunate all his plans are today. Although honestly, the business with the Bhishma's men is not important. Pram believes they are only servants who must obey the supreme throne of Bu Desy's inn.

"Please enjoy the mas." Wartini put a plate of button mushroom stir-fry with the addition of long beans and a plump egg on the table.

Pram smiled kindly when he got room service from her. And as a lawyer who employs many people with a hundred kinds of problems from fretting without rice, caught cheating on girlfriends, or most often is not having money. Pram understands the look of a friendly face with a blank eye in front of him.

"Thank you" she said, "mom's eaten?"

Wartini nodded formally while flinching in the doorway in a polite manner. "Yes" he replied rattlingly.

"How many times?" seloroh Pram, Wartini who was surprised by the upnormal question just grimaced amusedly.

"Hayo answer?" urged Pram, "but if I can guess, the mother rarely eats or the mother who is stingy to eat?"

Wartini immediately shook his head. Afraid of being misunderstood, because he was thin not infrequently eat or intestinal worms. He's just got a lot of thoughts. His children are adults but unemployed, where so Bisma's men who in fact do not have a reliable handler, so runyam is the future of his hopes.

"It's not like that, I'm sorry if you're out." Wartini seemed excited.

"Eh-eh-eh," Pram raised his hand. "Can you have a little chat, Mom?" coined.

Wartini his own confusion, one side he had to return to the back house to clean up the house, on the other hand, the typical that does not enjoy the affairs of guest service makes him confused himself.

"I'm an eternal student who just looking for inspiration for thesis work Mom, if mother pleases, do you want to be the speaker as the manager of an inn?" pram asked with a pretentious face humble, but yes it was all a lie ooo, lie to Pram, he just wanted to dig up information from Wartini about the Bhishma family and his own family in a sweet way. Sok-sokan become an immortal student even though the eternal jomlo mah the most true.

Wartini shook his head slowly, again the middle-aged woman who had long been a member of Bu Desy's men was not tasty.

"I don't know the thesis, sorry. Try to find another innkeeper or my friend there is a younger one in the apartment so you can help Pram mas."

"Oh that's easy, Mom." Pram smiled inwardly, "Mother just answer my question with ril, honestly, what it is." he explained easily.

Pram took his lunch, "You mother is ready, I give you tips later, because I really need a speaker, ma'am, already my quail in pursuit of the lecturer until I ran away from the campus." dust again, really messy times the man.

And as is common, the lure of slalu tips can shake the faith of anyone including Wartini. Tips from Pram can time to buy rice and household needs.

"But I have to work inside, can I?" deal with rickety. As soon as it was so fast, he smiled with relief because Pram agreed to it.

Wartini closed the door to Pram's room while going inside Bu Desy's main house. Pram whistled, at the same time, Ms. Desy just leaned all the difficult questions to her son in the living room.

Wartini heard, Bhishma continues to defend on the basis of her marriage to Arimbi just to cover up her family's shame about the stain of the night.

Miss Desy growled. "That's what you keep making excuses, le. What until now you do not think that Mentari does not want to be with you? Tole-tole, Mentari is indeed a dream candidate for mother, her son is diligent, tenacious, obedient to mother. But the dignity of our family, your little family is the price of death. Not ashamed you're still chasing Mentari?"

"NO!" bisma replied straightforwardly.

Bu Desy and Arimbi were flabbergasted, Arimbi who was still lashing stood up.

"Anyway I don't want to know you have to go all the way Mentari if I don't say the same papa mama if I don't have the same responsibility as me!" Waving her hair in a kenes style while entering the room.

BRACKET.

The door closed tightly.

Miss Desy breathed a tired breath. Dizziness of his head takes care of one child.

"See how you feel, bus. Arimbi is still unstable, still a little need to be noticed, it needs to be dear because he is here because of your own mistakes!" Ms. Desy stood up, "Mom don't want to know if you're still doing anything with Mentari or anyone you don't like, I won't give you one percent of the inheritance. Mom and dad are tired of taking care of you, bus. Work is just all-out money, the turn is told to work males!"

Bhishma was burning with emotion and was confused with her mother's words.

"It's all because of that fucking guy." he sighed inwardly, "Look, I made a capit here!

Bhishma stood up, her heart dead because Mentari had gone away not heeding her mother's warning. He went to his room and found his wife curled up and sobbing.

"Eat him be a girl don't be cheap, Mbi. Udah said do not need to follow hanging out anyway just join using the drinking! Now you're pregnant gini people know I'm wrong, while you're a victim. Not very fair."

Arimbi shook his hands on the table, as things like sleeping lights, Bhishma, glasses, and food jars fell to the floor.

All the people in the village chief's residence blinked their eyes at the sound of a ruptured object deafening their ears. Then a loud voice with an intro tone like a parking attendant whistle shrill high from the room Bisma.

Pram whistled on the balcony of the room with an amused gleam in his eyes. "Households are second to none!"

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To be continue and happy reading.