Juragan Empang Meets Girl Lodging
So opium.

Pram flinched on the edge of the balcony after running on the treadmill tens of minutes ago. A sweat the size of an ant's eggs was strewn all over his body, looking wet and glistening in the morning sun. But his tiredness paid off with the sight of gymnastics people in the backyard with a sweet girl instructor who proved that he could cook and was tested directly by Asih, Pram whistled loudly. Worshiping the Mentari with jokes.

"Keep geulis, continue. Go right, turn, brush, don't slack!" screams loudly.

Mentari puffed up, his body drenched in sweat especially the continued movement of gymnastics made him only able to swallow his irritation by itself. Moreover, there are the existences of Asih, Bagyo, Sum, Dara, Ari, Danang and Tegar behind him.

"Then you know that, mas. Go there!"

Pram chuckles to see the face of the gemes so sebel.

"God is good, I love sports, and would-be wives of gymnastics instructors. Steady jaya, every day will pull the mas, hands up, shake the body. Turn, hiyakkk."

Pram down the stairs with the crossbars then run small towards Mentari. The shy gemes had to go with Pram running away in the gymnastics until he stopped when the exhausted Bagyo with his inflated chest deflated quickly, bowing, holding onto his two knees. Breathing gasps.

"S—udah, ba–pak tired."

Mentari immediately glared at Pram, "Udah said nosily do not be bored!" rutuknya in the heart, Mentari wiping his sweat and then herding his semam followers back in the backyard to cool down. While Pram memapah Bagyo to the park chair.

"Pull in a deep breath keep it out, sir. Repeat again, until I'm done grabbing a drink." Pram patted his father's two shoulders gently.

"Bring for the others too, Pram!" bagyo said with a gasping breath.

Pram nodded while whistling amusedly, imagined playing cat-kissing earlier. Simple yet entertaining.

"A lot of patience ya geulis if the same casep, his brain is everywhere so make a lieur continue. Mother herself dizzy to take care of it." said Asih while limping closer to her husband.

"Hour safe, sir?" he asked, carefully beating his body. Asih held his back. "Capek is really."

Bagyo stroked his chest. "Makanya come on Sih from now on a morning walk, let's not heart shock every week at the six-morning ghost."

"Here," Asih shook his hand, "Let Pram be a gymnastic, sir. We are traveling around the garden also has sports, do not need to be forced. Age does not lie!" he explained with tired breath.

The mentor who heard him lowered his head while smiling amusedly.

"Drink-drink," cried Pram who carried a large tray, "oiii who was behind sono do not arisan first. Join here." cried Pram while putting ten glasses of water on the table.

Dara and the Pram workers shook their heads, it was better to throw in the grass while looking up to enjoy the early mornings that have been in the genjot morning gymnastics.

Pram chuckled, willing to bring them water after Mentari also joined the sewer there.

"In two hours we leave for west Java, you guys were packing last night?" ask Pram.

Dara, Tegar and Danang nodded quickly, only Mentari who was silent while gulping her water. He understands the distance will take care of each other, but the heart is stirring will taste. Be separated home after often together the twitching yes, longing to be restrained, longing to speak. But distance does test mentally to be faithful and sincere to wait until the time meets. The test of love says people.

"When are we going to come back, Tar?" Dara.

Mentari held his glass while sighing. "Quickly" he said with trembling doubts.

Pram who heard the doubt from Mentari's voice suddenly dropped down beside him.

"Males is a love-love person!" muttered. Then stand up, stop by, follow Ari to the bamboo hut in the middle of the dam.

Mentari turned the ring that since yesterday was attached to his finger, his heart did not want Pram with the others. But already, it is so. Returning to the inns is a must, re-enjoying the beauty of the countryside with a different heart. There was an unusual name in his heart. Pramoedya Aji, the guest of his own inn who he desperately praised then wanted him to kick far from the side. Emang dare the Mentari, abstain adults become their own quality.

The sun smiles widely, but believe me another in the mouth, another in the heart.

"Well, so let me be at a distance, let us be equally sure of the meaning of our meeting, ma'am."

Pram chokes pretend. A little unhappy on call ‘mas’ because it reminds him of ‘mas Bisma’, Pram sipped water and then looked up. The sunlight this time was as warm as the gentle touch of Mentari on her arm.

"We can, can't we, mas?" ask Mentari.

"May I request another call, Tar?" ask Pram in doubt.

"Can, which one? Aa or akang?"

"A." Yeah."

Mentari nodded while smiling. A second later, he was embarrassed.

Pram bends his knees cross-legged. He straightened up, looking straight at his two parents who were also looking at him.

"Gue can, hopefully yes, only you have to know Tar, I'm again in the stage of fun to have a fiance. Want to keep sticking. Just, they, look at me like a heart-thieving criminal. Danger." Pram grinned, laughing softly. "I'm afraid your ex is doing it again, Tar. So what if before you go back, I teach you karate?"

"May," Mentari nodded, "let me also karate with my macem-macem!" threat fierce.

Pram laughs giggling. Takjud too, where maybe Mentari can karate himself. The girl who was there frowned first into her participation.

"I will not macem-macem dear, I am loyal because that is in this body under your territory. So I'll take care of you, believe me?" Very sweet Pram's words to the extent that Mentari who heard him wanted to vomit because it was so sweet.

"Believe me, just I'm sure, you also assume that what's in my body is under your territory?" he said while standing up after being satisfied to look at Bu Asih's child who only wears sports shorts.

"I took a shower and kept cleaning up, Aa."

"Wait a minute," Pram held Mentari's wrist, "I've asked my mother's permission for four days for us to be together, so you're Mr. Joko's permission first let them calm you down for a long time here."

Smile to yourself. Four days together, quite rather than later in west Java continue tomorrow again in the inn. Tired, the mind misses, raga ngelu.

"Yes, his hands are gone, so glad you are elus-elus!" ejek Mentari, afraid also Asih nagging.

"Udah wants to," Pram took off his hand with a crumpled face. "Some have long since elus-elus hands of girls, so opium. Your hand-pissed alus, Tar."

Mentari rolled his eyes panted as he passed. That's a new hand, not yet another, Pram-Pram.

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