Juragan Empang Meets Girl Lodging
Akang or Aa?

"Ready, eight-nam!" Pram giggled at a glance as fast as a breath and then nailed his gaze to the clear eyes that rained down on him with a thousand hopes.

"I'm sorry I can't be like that." Pram's left hand raised Mentari's right hand from his lap. Pram had turned to his parents before pinning the ring decorated with tiny diamonds to the ring finger Mentari. Jakun Pram moves when the ring is so fitting, so beautiful in tune with the wearer.

Pram raised his face, he gave his flagship smile while rubbing the back of Mentari's hand with his thumb.

"I'm not kidding about today, proposing to you in front of my parents straight away is my seriousness for our new relationship, Tar. I hope, even though I'm joking, you're seriously taking it." Pram put the face of a kitten that asked in the top of his head elus-elus. So pitying, so honest as if there was a part in him that asked for mercy. Age. It is no longer the time to joke about romance, even though the behavior likes it so.

Without further explanation, Mentari understood the meaning. But on that couch, is this the end of her bachelor years?

His heart beats faster, because of love and marriage, the hole in his heart stretches wide until the coming is sometimes just passing by because it is so annoying.

Mentari lowered her gaze, staring at the grasp of her hand with Pram's moist and cold hand.

"I should ask, you didn't marry me because of age, right? You're serious about Pram with everything you gave me yesterday?"

"Pram?" Asih interrupted the cynic, "Akang or Aa, who is polite the same as the casep. The old man was three heads, already pakdhe, not Pram doang."

Mentari and Pram both grin the horse. Pram stood up, sitting himself next to his girl.

"Speaking out I'm old, mom. Do not be clear again, embarrassed to know." reply Pram relaxed, "I myself asked to be called Pram doang let it look like it's the same age, mak. Let the effect be good."

Pram grimacing. Asih who was still a housewife policeman narrowed her eyes.

"How old is Mentari?"

"Two five."

Bagyo and Asih became shocked, his hand began to calculate the age difference between the young people in front of him. Then look at the body into two that are much different. One cute, one big muscular. Can be imagined once incessantly straight flabby it chick.

Asih smiled amusedly, and it seems that his son who was the same frequency joined in smiling amusedly.

"Why, mom?" ask Pram pretend. Straining your shoulders in style, "No papa, why?"

Why, the mother's policy of fishing, tau nyablak, Rutuk Pram in the heart, he stroked the Mentari's back. There's still something to talk about, but then. It took three years with his parents. Seriously talk.

"To the room gih, the same business of mother and father has been settled, it's just that the way continues! Okay, isn't it?" back to factory settings.

The sun tilts his body until his knees touch the thighs of men who only wear shorts. It's been imagined how the chromantity of Pram proposing her as a life companion yet? Wear t-shirts and sweatpants, while Mentari also wears a shirt and a knee-length skirt? Simple, full of theatrics. But the end can't be reached yet. It could be simple so amazing, kun fayakun.

Mentari looked at Asih and Bagyo with great fervor.

"I have not apologized as Auntie Asih has been following her lie, A–" he said interjected, "want to be called aka what Aa?" tanyanya.

Pram who was in it immediately misbehaved, he stroked his neck. The domino effect that he often feels if the wrong behavior. Called akang or Aa it sounds all friendly especially in addition to the word dear. The muscles in his body instantly melted itself.

Pram back stroking Mentari's back.

"It's your comfort, Tar. I want aka, Aa, or mas. I'm ready, what matters is sincerity." Pram smiled amusedly, "apologize later I represent, now you go to the room, sneak will you run around the land Abang? Want me a little bit of a massage?" he laughed in a seductive tone.

"Kasepp!" pekik Asih growled.

"So my father, father!" exclaim Pram irritated, already know in order to rush marriage for what try if not be a father and bojo. Mentari giggled amusedly, instead stroking Pram's comfortable back to lean on.

"I'm going to the room, mas."

Pram stopped putting on an irritated face then nodded, putting on a smile.

"Don't forget it's under the pillow. I'm afraid the khilaf will continue to bring it to the room how, then to the shadows."

"Kasepppp, Masyaallah. Where's this one's brain?" exclaim Asih while pulling Pram's ear. "You have to separate first to take care of each other, mother does not want this case so maung meet the victim, dangar!"

Pram grimaced amusedly while shaking his left hand. "Faraway, Tar. Keep your distance, keep your distance! I'm maung, rawwrrrr...,"

Asih and Bagyo reportedly took a special stand while Mentari quickly picked up the buffer and hid it behind the shirt.

"Aante, Om. Dance apologize yes." The mentari crawled then turned around quickly and went into the room.

Asih took off her son's ear, "So when's the wedding?"

Pram looked at his mother in disbelief, directly at the date, impatient, the same as it seemed, the difference Pram more reasonable.

"Patience, Mother. His son still wants to walk here, tomorrow even I have promised to go to west Java to the mother's house." replied Pram while rubbing his sore ear.

Asih stared at the door of the guest room that opened again when Mentari brought a towel to the bathroom. He smiled as Mentari bowed her body again.

"Hayu together to the house, family acquaintances, besides Pram, your sister has spoken to her. Aa Pram lied, Mommy. Pevita mah famous artist, it is impossible to be dating Aa. A great sin he said. Make career dim!" He imitated the words of his son.

Pram grinned while clenching his hands. "Sorry, mother. But there's a reasonable substitute, no lie, so mom and dad actually accept Mentari?"

Asih narrowed his eyes, "It feels magical if you suddenly have a future wife, Pram. Honestly, my mother is a little unsure" he said realistically, especially Bagyo also chimed in with a nod.

"Emak and I agree with your choice. Want a sun, earth, moon, star, or meteor that is important you are sure that what is happening to you is not just a need of the body!" Smiling with meaning.

Pram smiled understand. But do they think that the reason for all of this is the two of them?

"Yes, we will be far away from the mother's house. But don't be long, I'm not calm away from Mentari."

"Why? Not patient?"

"Well, you want to know!!!" Pram fended off the sofa cushion his mother threw and chuckled. "Partially already brought the ghost even in the far distance. Don't know if I miss you."

Pram grew even louder as his mother nagged a short length about his speech.

"She's a gelo, but euy's mother's son, lieur's gonna be."

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To be continue and happy reading.