Juragan Empang Meets Girl Lodging
Have me, Pram.

Mentari bent her knees hesitantly in front of Asih who folded her hands in front of her chest. His face looks worried. After all who is not anxious, who is not ashamed, his pink bra is clearly seen by everyone in broad daylight.

Mentari stretched out his hand back to hide the object from Asih's sight and his son who was sure now his mind was pondering its contents.

The sun holds both his hands on his thighs. He lowered his head, breathing properly even though his heart felt like he was climbing a mountain, deg-degan not playing until his palms were moist. Although there was Pram beside her, she was still not safe.

The sun raised his chin,

waiting for Pram or his parents to open their voices. But one family still clenched their lips tightly, as if they were mastering the situation. But that second also Asih who glared at his son turned to him.

The sun staggered backwards while giving a startled smile. He will not go anywhere before the matter of fret that shimmered around Asih and Bagyo eliminate.

"Remain here?

"Main, Aunt."

Pram spouted laughter on the sidelines of the rising tension on the look on his mother's face. "Oh my goodness, geulis. You are very honest, so it's gaunt." he exclaimed as he stretched out his left hand on the shoulder of the sofa.

Pram sighed then looked at his parents who had thrown a glance in the blink of an eye.

"I don't have a boyfriend, mama, sir" she said calmly but said, "Pevita is just my wits to make my mom calm."

Closing his mouth that was open. He looks horrified at his son's statement.

"Sorry, mother. Yesterday I went to Bali also lied, I played to Mentari's house in central Java. Nginep at her inn and she's the one who's talking to mom on the phone."

Now replace the Bagyo who fell over with the statement of his son. His chest expanded and deflated violently. But his son continued, and if anyone asked him where he was going. Pram turned his head, looking at Mentari's face with a smile.

"Yesterday's ring is still waiting for the right finger, Mak. But if mom and dad are willing to let go of the disappointment because of my lies yesterday, I will introduce Mentari as my future wife. No lie because it's serious." Pram stroking Mentari's shoulder.

Not only was Pram's parents shocked, Mentari also widened her eyes while looking at him. He raised next to his eyebrows, knowing he had to agree to everything Pram said, but this was still beyond the scenario they agreed upon.

Asih was silent, but his eyes continued to observe the movements of the two house prisoners who replaced the position of Tegar and Danang carefully.

"Emak really wants to have a ghost, Pram. But how can you believe that you've lied to your mom?" urai Asih while fixing her hijab.

His arrival today to his son's house was only to stop by and make sure the Pram workers did their job well. But, the clothesline that fluttered lazily in the backyard very confiscated his attention.

Asih smiled inwardly, he should be willing to like the honesty of his son, but his name is introgating like a police officer, suave so the business later.

Asih rolled his eyeballs directly as Pram casually stabbed into Mentari's back without any awkwardness in front of him.

"Any mother wants to hear everything, whether you're Pram, or geulis!" Asih exclaimed, feeling ignored by the two young people who were joking with the look of their eyes.

Mentari pulled her hand from behind Pram's back, then lowered her head while smiling.

Pram refrains from rubbing Mentari's head as an automatic movement that he begins to like.

Pram inched down from the sofa to sit lower than his parents, and the gesture followed Mentari after covering her bra with a sofa cushion.

Asih and Bagyo were quite stunned, plus Pram grabbed his second hand and kissed the back of their hand with a kind child attitude, Asih heart warmed, remembering the little Pram.

At the same time, Sum and Dara were flinching behind the door, nguping Pram's explanation of his days that had passed in the dream inn.

"Mbok kudu story earlier when mother asked, maap, geulis." said Sum not good, but his name is also work, but his name is also work, he remains submissive under the highest bureaucracy of the house so it can be ascertained that his speech with a different Pram speech, Asih really will not trust his son, let alone the girl who owns the lacy.

Dara looked over with an amused face. Can't stand the face of his play partner who can't help but hear Pram's explanation.

"So you know who we are, Mommy?"

Sum nodded, "Already, geulis. Only my mother wanted to know the story directly from the casep. Mbok hope, casep and the awewe are not wrong. Mbok tau, good awewe, painstaking. The casep also looks like soang, want nyosor his mouth awewe kept! Mbok to lieur take care of the casep!"

Dara spouted laughter will narration Sum who so imagined deeper and more curled up his own.

"My stomach hurts, Mommy." Dara bowed while pressing down on her heart. Sum became self-conscious. Dara's nyempreng sound must have taken over the attention of everyone in the family room.

"Please run away, not here." Sum pulled Dara's hand, the girl followed Sum out of the kitchen while bowing.

While inside the house, Asih understood everything that happened, he judged Pram and Mentari did not lie, nothing was faked, all the same as Sum explained to him earlier.

"Where's the ring?" ask Asih.

"In the room, Mom. Want Pram to take it?"

Asih. For a moment Pram's gaze hit the eyes of the tired girl showing the hue of her face.

"Just now." His fingertips gently caressed Mentari's cheeks. Mentari's mouth curls a smile.

Pram stood up, rushing up the stairs to pick up the ring that was in his desk drawer. He never imagined that today his mother really saw him bring a beautiful girl to stay at his house. I don't know what was on his mind to his two parents because they just heard no comment.

Pram went down the stairs steadily, then extended the white velvet box to his mother.

"Maapin, Pram, mak, sir" he said with a sorry face.

Asih opened the white velvet box that he bought with all his heart with the rest of the disappointment. She turned to her husband, the wrinkles on Bagyo's lips forming a smile.

Asih pulled the beautiful and cold looking ring from her protective box. He raised his face, a lot of things changed from his son since meeting with Mentari. Although only an instant, hopefully the ‘ is guaranteed the most serious’ does not change the Asih feelings that are still attached to the word Mentari during the phone call with him.

"Emak ask for your responsibilities at home!"

"Ashiapp!!!" Pram immediately grabbed the ring his mother gave him and to Mentari he knelt down.

"Will you marry me?" Pram blinked one eye, performed Mentari, deal or no deal later we talk behind mother and father. Anyway now yes, that's about the strands of words that Pram can give through the look of his brand eyes.

"Have me, Pram!"

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To be continue and happy reading. 🧡