Juragan Empang Meets Girl Lodging
Call-up.

As drowsiness and fatigue come along the long journey, Pram still has to make sure all his entourage has a comfortable bed.

Mr. Kades who accompanied him could only sniff his chest because it turned out that the former besi candidate turned out people had, seen three large cars parked in front of his home pendopo. Two Nissan Navara and one white Jeep Wrangler. Not to mention the once-gas bus, the pollution is invisible. Classes. Whether you're renting it or not, Mr. Kades doesn't want to think.

"It doesn't seem to fit, sir. Uwa's family has not been able to get a room" said Pram after going up to the upper room.

"Let me take you to Damsuki sir's house, mas. Invited also who have not been able to get a room." replied mr. kades friendly.

Pram kontan waved at the pendopo where his brothers who had not been to the room sat back and relaxed while chatting.

"Come, wa, tea, mang, bring the bag too." cried Pram as he waved his hand. "Mak, I went to another inn" he added as he looked up because Asih and Bagyo were on the edge of the balcony.

"Yes ati-ati, ask for everything on time at seven o'clock for a handover!" reply with nyempreng.

Pram nodded, he smiled as he looked at the kades sir. "Hayu, sir. Sorry to bother, I have a lot."

"Look down, it's my job. Let's." reply to the kades while walking, and Pram must explain about the language used by his entourage which on average is indeed a pure Sundanese.

"Sorry mr. Kades if my group must be confused. But I had a briefing to not ask strangely with local residents. Afraid of lieur." explained Pram then grimaced, and answered a nod by the kades sir. Who is not confused, Java met Sunda?

Pram smiled inwardly, leading twenty people to Mr. Damsuki's house. Only after the magrib, Pram returned to Bu Desy's inn, he hurriedly lay down on the sofa while seeing his mother and father ready to go to Mentari's house.

"Cie, meet, cie.." Pram's goda, "don't be tacky, Mom. If you do not know Javanese, ask Pram, do not play yes. Afraid it'll go wrong."

"Here you are, even counsel your mother! Already there to take a shower, use your scrub let it smell, the skin is smooth. Shampoo, keep using conditioner. Don't forget it's a claw in a cut, in a miser, you're clawed tomorrow!" asih said,

Pram chuckles, really maung?

"It's sleepy but, Mak" he said and yawned wide.

Asih became furious, he got up from the chair and turned around. "Do you want a proposal or go to bed?" He held the needle close to Pram's arm. "Week in the shower, or still want your mom to take a bath?"

"Still, Mom. Still am... Hayu the last time before tomorrow in bathe ayang." pram joked, immediately stood up when Asih threatened him again with a needle.

"Yes-yes, shower yourself." Finally, in pursuit of time and dreams, Pram does everything his mother asks while wearing a formal suit. Pram restores her scented hair to her mother's shampoo, scented the flowers.

"Important fragrance." Pram whipped his perfume, spray here and there while ensuring a neat look in the mirror.

"Please go, mak, sir. This is your son." Pram soared his father's kiss on the table and put it on. "No, surely it looks sleepy?"

Bagyo stretched out his hand, fixing his son's kiss, "Be careful, patient, calm, don't forget to pray first."

Pram smiled warmly while nodding, his hands stretching, hugging his father. Asih who saw him smile warmly, replace him who was in Pram's embrace.

"What in love mom and dad, in the best use, Pram. Nothing like that at home anymore. It's empty." Asih said.

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Fifteen minutes later, the group who had arrived under the shade of the leaves with a cold that was not so obvious because of the coming rames. Pram who was in the front row smiled warmly as the Mentari family greeted him warmly.

"Sir, where's geulis?" ask Pram when greeting his prospective in-laws.

Joko chuckles amusedly while patting Pram's shoulder.

"New commentary on pingit, dik Pram. In Dara's same room."

"Well, I want to meet when." he was sad, Asih who heard him elbow his son's arm while glaring. "That queues a lot, Pram. Sweet little sitting!"

Pram Kontan grinned while getting out of front of Joko. He sat sweetly on a chair wearing a white cloth and watched how the Mentari house was beautified, brighter and there was a bridal stage where there were no fresh flowers at all. Pram so smile, only a few steps actually he can meet with the face of the ayu. And because the procession of the new session began until the reception amazed the Mentari family to see the many offerings brought by the family of the Bagyo boss made Pram so smile. Moreover, Bisma who gently came with his wife was almost out of breath to see him.

"Mom, Mak." call Pram on the sidelines of a warm, sweet night. I looked up, "What?"

"I went to the bathroom, really, really. Gerogi continues to be daritadi." he admitted, but just wanted to be an intruder Mentari room.

"The reason is that you are being held until you go home!"

Pram Tengil face immediately turned sour, but really want to meet Mentari even if only for a moment. Even so, without his knowledge. Behind the VIP room that had previously occupied, Mentari was looking at him while smiling to himself.

"Let me love you, Pram."

Dara's nose expands while

elbowing Mentari's arm, immediately erasing Mentari's delusion of tomorrow.

"You are the same, Tar. Likes. Wonder aing. You know, let's go to the room." Dara pulled Mentari's hand by force.

While Mentari held the iron trellis to hold himself to stay behind the window until the ceremony was finished.

"Aa really dashing officer, Ra!" praise her while stumbling following Dara to her room. "A month did not meet, added his pisan casep."

Dara so gigakakakan, "Part how not casep, since you go home, the Om is asked for skin care same mother. Come on, come on in, let me lock the room."

"But, Ra. Ra's. Ra." Mentari banged on her bedroom door when Dara completely locked her room. "I can't sleep, Ra. Can't be calm. Meemenin!" he shouted loudly.

"Let me eat first." Same sleeping pills, he added in the heart while grinning. He went out to the ceremony, looking for Pram and complained to him that Mentari had just passed through the window. Pram so chuckled, but the impact he became not calm at night while resting in the room.

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To be continue and happy reading.