Juragan Empang Meets Girl Lodging
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In order to please special guests in the city of Jakarta, Pram really keeps his promise to invite Dara, Mentari, Tegar and Danang to picnic to the places they want. As today, shopping for wholesale clothes in Tanah Abang with sponsor pembang.

"Do you not buy a set of prayer tools, Tar? Pumpung again here, pretty, cheap festive." pram who holds both shoulders Mentari from behind. The crowded market conditions make them have to walk in a row to walk down the market corridor.

The mentari throws lips. Already counted five days they live one house, already ‘lumayan’ many togetherness that both in the house. Either eat two, feed the fish together, or last night, watch a movie together on the balcony of the room.

Mentari turned his head while touching a glimpse of the fingertips of the man who had given him the opportunity to again taste the trust of love.

"Are you ready not to be my priest yet, Pram?" tanyanya seriously.

"Anjayyy, put it on the question again!" pram exclaimed, unable to bring down the smile that was expanding on his face since earlier.

"Priest will be ready on time, so now I ask, are you as my mother will be ready five times a day?"

Pram continues to push Mentari slowly while showing the direction of the way out of the dense market content. While Dara, Tegar and Danang followed behind them, of course, while jelalatan to and fro and carrying groceries.

"You had a serious conversation in the middle of the market, Pram. It's similar to the slogan of the market tau no, you sell me buy!" cecar Mentari's.

Just contact Pram immediately laughed out loud. Even his thunderous laughter instantly stirred up the people around them.

All so on the storm gossiped one man who was still confident holding both shoulders Mentari with a pretentious face.

"Based on bledek!" cibir Dara behind him. A pair of Pram's eyes immediately turned and glared at him.

"Biarin." he cried no matter, want bledek, lightning, thunderbolt, which is important singles status is almost finished history. Aren't you?

Pram again guides Mentari down the market that is said to be the largest market in Southeast Asia.

"I'm waiting for you to be ready, if you're really steady. Hayu, say the same to our parents." said Pram calmly, no need to say so, because for him soan at the age of thirty-five was laughable. To the point is more challenging or softer term, dating after marriage!

The sun rolls its eyeballs while crossing its arms. Protecting the most cihuy part of his while considering several things, but again the matter of time into his consideration before entering into the KUA together.

"Let's talk again if you've met your mother, I'm sure you haven't told me about your lies yesterday, Pram."

Pram nodded, he would tell, the day after tomorrow, like his promise to Sum to return home. Mostly something good should he start with honesty first, Pevita case, the ring, and Mentari should he say in front of Bagyo and Asih.

At half-two in the afternoon, the five of them completely free from the dense land market and sit back sweet in the car.

"Where else are you going?" asked Pram who tilted his body backwards.

Dara yawned widely, while Tegar and Danang felt as followers and house arrest did not need to answer.

Danang yawned, then hesitantly stretched his muscles. And in response, Pram decided to buy meatballs before going home.

Pram pulls the car door, he extends his shopping to Mentari. The quiet atmosphere made her smile warmly. Apparently, the tired faces were already wanting to immediately lay down on the bed.

"Lagian hiling asked him to the land of Abang. It's hard, different from me, who dizzy my wallet. Want to faint, fortunately juragan." kekehnya in heart while turning on the car engine.

All five went through the journey while hearing Dara chattering about today patiently even though Pram was just grinning himself. But unfortunately, when Pram saw the gate of the house wide open, he immediately gawked in and his wide grin was replaced with eyes bulging almost out.

"Aing campus!"

His mother's car was parked in the garage, even his father was relaxing on the porch chair while reading the newspaper. And now, Bagyo stood up, approaching.

"Why? Scared, honey?" guru Mentari's.

Pram let out a long breath while shaking his head. His face showed no fear at all, he worried about Mentari when facing his parents.

"I think this is too soon for you, Tar." said Pram a little afraid, he was sure, although the girl smiled, the contents of his heart was already koprol-koprol, let alone his father had knocked on the car glass.

Mentari stretched out her hand to stroke Pram's shoulder in response. "Let's go down, tomorrow's whatever it feels like. Deg-degan." he said as he touched his chest with his left hand.

Pram smelled a smile while agreeing, he was sure, the friendly failed perfect was reliable.

"Yes let's go down..," Pram turned his head after wiping the top of Mentari's head, "Ra, Nang, Gar, who is polite huh. There's my family."

"Don't worry!" sahut Dara, commemorating Tegar and Danang with his eyes shot. "Be polite, don't eat! Shame on ntar."

Danang and Tegar are not crying, but urgent matters like that they have often felt. The two nodded then followed the three leading men out of the car.

One by one they greeted Bagyo while introducing themselves.

"They're Pram's friends from central Java, sir. I've spent five days here."

Bagyo nodded while contemplating. It's been five days, girls gathering at home, what's going on? His old mind shifted as his wife ran away screaming from inside the house.

"Whose debt is this, Pram?"

Six people in the yard suddenly glanced at the two pink bras that were fixed on his son's face.

Pram grimaced stupidly while rubbing his neck. The bra he had seen yesterday in the clothesline. But not so bad as to see it.

"It doesn't belong to Mbok Sum for sure, Mak." he replied slowly.

"You know, caseppppp!!!" Asih sizzled sharply, "who's it?"

Mentari lifted his chin, "My master, Auntie." replied Mentari hesitantly.

Asih immediately turned to a sweet face blushing beside her son. Asih sighed. "Is he?"

"Start."

"Naon anu anjeun lakukeun in dieu?"

Mentari looked directly at Pram, asking for an explanation.

"From central Java, Mak. Cannot speak Sundanese." explained Pram while rubbing Mentari's back.

Asih who had been stunned by the attitude of his son immediately handed the buffer object into the hands of Mentari who grasped the plastic contents of the meatball tightly.

"Get in, you need an explanation!"

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To be continue and happy reading.