Juragan Empang Meets Girl Lodging
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Mentari pecked herself in the mirror of her room while combing her long hair. The one hundred and seven-centimeter-high mirror reflected completely his height which was only one hundred and sixty centimeters high. She smiled, a soft light blue blouse with a white lace skirt wrapped around her body this morning. The sun looks simple and graceful.

"Tar, the guest has arrived. Come on hunt." call Dara, the friend and employee who looked up from the doorway with a hurried expression.

"It's only eight o'clock, why have you come, Ra!" Mentari put on a panicked face while perfecting makeup on his face that is not excessive like his favorite while with Bhishma. There is no eye shadow on the eyelids. There's no mascara flexing her eyelashes. The girl only wears light powder and lipstick with peach color.

Dara sniffed, "They set off at most from the house of speed, Tar. So up here part."

Huft.

With quick steps the two of them scatter. Mentari walked into the kitchen while Dara returned to the front to greet the guests.

Mentari prepares market snacks that his parents bought earlier in the traditional market while pouring a welcome drink in the form of wedang uwuh which has been brewed Purwati in the furnace fire.

"Hummer.., the guest has come. Is lunch ready?" tanya Mentari while lifting the tray.

Purwati nodded while peeling the onion, "All is ready, Tar. You just go ahead there, do not forget a friendly smile let customers feel at home."

"Still ibuk..," Mentari left the kitchen as the old man smelled hot smoke. A drink that is suitable as a body warmer when the air is cold.

In front of the inn which has a building with classical architecture, three young men lowered a medium-sized carrier bag while two young girls bravely wore hot pants in this cold weather.

Rhino skin, thought Mentari. "Good morning with a roomkeeper named Maxime and friends" he said kindly.

Maxime who paraded the months turned around while putting his bag on the ground.

"Gue Maxime" he said with a smile looking at the charming village girl, he thought. "Our core comes speed. There's a change in the schedule of the ranger's up my mountain."

(Mountain rangers: rangers or usually local residents who can be hired by climbers to back up and guide the climbing tracks. Some kind of small-scale SAR team.)

"No problem, we are ready to serve guests of this inn." he commented with a formal smile. "Please enter the living room to fill in your personal data before entering the room."

Maxime. "Guys, rest first keep preparing" he told his friends who were busy taking pictures. "Oh yeah, what's your name?"

"Start." replied the girl who was still carrying her tramp.

"Please for lunch later we want the one that doesn't matter, can you? We're afraid of the time ndaki mountain kebelet pup. It's not funny, is it diarrhea?" seloroh Maxime's.

Mentari replied with an amused smile that infects Maxime. The man smiled lightly.

"Can, later I talk to the mother in the kitchen." replied Mentari, he preceded his guest into a simple living room that has a high window.

"Please enjoy, consider this a welcome drink with a sense of local wisdom" said Mentari friendly while presenting wedang uwuh to each guest.

The two girls frowned at a drink they might never have met in their town for life.

"What drink is this?" ask the fat-haired girl.

"Herbal drink, baby. It looks like a jamu. Great for stamina and endurance" said a man with glasses.

Mentari could see how great the man's love was for the fat-haired girl. Mentari smiled sadly, he was once so dear to Bhishma, so in puja-puja but...

"Arghh..." The mentor brushed off the hand that touched his shoulder. "Sorry, I guess..."

The girl lowered her head with an awkward smile and to Maxime whom she considered single between her two pairs of friends, Mentari asked, "I'm sorry to daydream, is there anything I can help you with?"

"Ehm, wedang uwuh this is delicious." I'm Maxime, "may I ask again to be brought up the mountain later in large quantities?"

Mentari. "Can you leave at what time?"

"After lunch." Maxime snatched the combro off the plate. "Why should we go to the room now? I kept on standing."

The mentari took the key from inside the drawer and brought a plate of combro that only Maxime liked while guiding their guests to the room.

Mentari fluttered in front of room number five while staring at the rattles of his guests.

"Sorry before, this inn doesn't allow men and women to be in one room unless they're married." the girl smiled as she held out her room key to Maxime.

"I can arrange." Maxime understood, "we stay here just for transit not for kids!" he glared at his four friends.

Mentari nodded, leaving the hallway of the room that had a shady view of the trees with a swift step.

His nose sniffed the aroma of cooking from the kitchen.

"Have you cooked?" tanyanya while opening the cover of the pan. Mentari sumput pout.

"They want food that doesn't matter, buk. So can we make another delicious menu?" pinta Mentari was given a hopeful look, but her mind was sure her mother would be upset by her request.

"By five stars for this inn, buk."

Purwati snorted while looking at the clock on the wall. "Why not say that from now on? Well, then who wants to spend this much cooking, Dance!"

His mother nagged at length but deftly prepared the ingredients to make shrimp capcay and potato parchment.

Mentari smiled then he quickly pulled his mobile phone vibrating inside his pants pocket.

Mentari smiled wryly, his age which can be said not to be young anymore makes his current way of thinking is indeed completely different after his engagement with Bhishma ended tragically.

"Why else would I, why send a picture of me with Maxime all? Jealousy?"

Mentari ignored him, afraid that Bisma's wife was angry and went to his inn like when Bisma was caught in a shop not far from the inn and accidentally met with Mentari.

"We can't go back, Mom! Don't expect it to be easy for me because I'm - I'm getting disappointed in you."

The girl chose to take pictures of the dishes her mother had cooked to display on the dream inn site. Diverting attention to Bhishma which turned out to be still silent in the most strategic corner peeping Mentari.

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