Juragan Empang Meets Girl Lodging
Pram Threats.

Mentari waited for hours with restless conditions, even until the Maghrib prayer reverberated in the thick and cold fog that refused to leave. The girl was still in the guest room, standing behind the window waiting for the arrival of the man she said needed some time alone. But his face was so long for the time it took the man!

"Is it possible that Pram escaped?" he muttered, reaching back for the phone to call Pram.

In Bu Desy's room, Pram was doing nothing but lying down and staring at the ceiling. It feels, the mind and brain are peaking in a prolonged murky.

He had received information from Wartini about the joys of being a hostess, as well as his personal condition. So the acting he did while writing a concise, solid, and clear answer in an important notebook that he took everywhere was complete without arousing suspicion.

But some facts why his two children Tegar and Danang are still unemployed, besides only being able to become pelvic porters in the market with little income, Bisma is money running for them.

"Why?" pram asked as he got out of bed, he smiled winning not only five messages that Mentari sent but dozens with almost the same sentence. Where are you and his many apologies.

The sun breathed a sigh of relief, but "Where are you!" his jolt was upset, it felt bad if again guilty continued to stay just like that without saying goodbye.

Pram increasingly smiled, once prank two people more directly hit. Yes, if the plan is carefully arranged, the effect is felt.

Pram berdehem break the pause. "I'm on your mind, baby, why? Kangen?" goda.

Mentari directly keeps his phone away from the side of the ear.

"Who's missing, dih, I'm just worried you know! Where are you, baby, answer!" fierce insistence.

"Secret!" Kekeh Pram, "I'll answer if you say kangen, Tar!"

Mentari rubbed his face that could not look calm for hours until this moment.

"Pram I'm not kidding anymore, I'm serious! Where are you?" Exhaled a rough breath in the form of all his annoyance at the man. "Pram come on, the fog outside is really cold, if I really freeze without you how?"

Not strong enough to hold a laugh, Pram chuckled. The oddity that infiltrates Mentari's eardrum is annoying.

Could he laugh, what's so funny?

In Pram's heart will not allow Mentari to freeze alone, there is me who warms you later, Pram thought with a sigh.

Now the business is your past, Tar. If this one had cleared me, everything would be!

"God, Tar. You sleep sweet in your room the same to your five fishes. I still need to hilting alone before I go home! So don't worry."

The phone connection was cut off unilaterally, Pram sighed as he got up from the edge of the bed. His chest hurts to lie to the Mentari, but whatever the power, adult men besides having met many among the bosses, they also need entertainment such as making Bhishma's life chaotic.

Pram out of the room. Cold air immediately invaded his skin, Pram who had prepared all his clothes last night into the car to close his jacket.

Pram down the corridor of the room, he believes Wartini is still in the inn because there were two new guests who came this afternoon. And upon arrival on the ground floor, the atmosphere of silence and martyrdom feels so delicious actually if you have a partner. But because it is still single and happy-happy only unless his mother is just ruffled, Pram can only lean his body on the wall. Look around while enjoying the view.

"Gue is sure that Bisma is the same as his wife is still the most enemy, but this is just heating up when they have made the room break. Especially if the molotov that I threw, it has broken into flames again. I got the cake!" inner Pram. Unexpectedly, the inner one even came to him. Bhishma stared at the presence of his great enemy from inside the house since the sound of the man's steps down the stairs steadily.

"Cunaons!" resetting the ketus bisma, the young man who got a lot of trouble due to the presence of Pram flinched in front of him while looking at him straight.

"Far from the Mentari!" bisma said with a cold expression.

Pram folded both his hands. Act indifferent with a smile while instead looking at him closely.

"I don't think I need to explain anymore if you're the culprit of all the good apes-apes that I experience. So..," Pram pause so that the already horrified atmosphere is getting creepy.

But the langur who could never be a step smarter was even making fun of Pram's statement.

"So what is it?" the advantages of guts.

Pram smiled amusedly, maybe also the guts of the former gemes, he thought while leaning body.

"Gue will respect elekt change, Bisma Kurniawan! Just like guts elo can be fought, I try ah." Pram took out his flagship whistle while smiling sideways.

"Tomorrow morning I'll give a surprise to you. Wait, that's a reply from me because elo has made all the tires of my car deflated, elo that makes my head bump, and my fish all die. Errata, my fish are dead and gone. So just wait, baby, from me to you."

Pram patted both of Bhishma's shoulders and grabbed her. The bisma that does not receive the substance pushes Pram's body to hit the wall. His fist punched his stomach many times until Pram groaned in pain.

Just a moment of breath that provokes emotions, conditions immediately change, Pram who has been patient with the behavior of the prospective father crashing the shin of Bhishma with his feet. An unexpected surprise, Bisma immediately shuffled while holding her pained legs.

Pram clucked, he stretched his fingers while giving one free kick to his body. Bisma plunged over the conblock.

"Gue won't start the same problem if you don't start!" Pram stretched his legs over Bhishma's body while gripping her collar tightly until part of Bhishma's body was lifted.

"Elo choose, stop disturbing the family of Mr. Joko or go to prison because I do not hesitate to rummage the family aja elo a little aja still bother the family of Mr. Joko!" The body of Bhishma again.

Pram stood up, rubbing his hand as he turned around.

Wartini who saw all the events behind the wall could only gape watching Pram walk towards him.

Pram smiled wryly while leaning his body. "I'm asking for help, tomorrow morning at five we go to mom's house!" whisper while going to the room.

Wartini kept holding his chest that was beating fast uncharacteristically after the fight of his guests and judges.

"Oh my God, how is this."

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