Juragan Empang Meets Girl Lodging
Finally legitimate.

The misty morning greeted Pram's unrest on his happy day. The man who could not sleep last night sat on the edge of the sofa.

“Nevent need to shower can not nih, very cold cuyy.” Pram yawned widely while draping his towel and walked lazily to the bathroom, on a whim he slipped his hand into the tub. Brrrr, the hand of the doang who hit the water Pram has shivered himself.

"Not brave. Afraid to catch a cold, cuyyy... Cancel cool on my first night." Pram out of the bathroom while going to the private house of Mr. Kades, ask for hot water.

"Please take a shower in my bathroom only mas, but still in the use of the wife" said mr. kades.

"Ready, sir. Ready. I'm his son who's patient." he continued with a smile.

Mr. Kades went to the kitchen, while Pram waited patiently in the living room, in a moment of silence, the door of the room creaked and opened.

Pram smiled amusedly. Bisma, the prospective father came out wearing a boxer and a t-shirt. He yawned widely while stretching his body and only realized if someone saw him after turning around.

"Well, are you here?" ask her fiercely.

Pram gave his smile. "I'm sorry, I'm hitching a ride in the bathroom. In full hostels." he explained casually.

Bisma growled in annoyance as she ruffled her hair. “Arghhh, jerk,” as he approaches, "Everything changes because of you. I still don't know how to dare to come in here. Not enough of what you have done? Fuckin."

Pram took his hand out of his jacket pocket while pressing the side of the chair, standing up.

"Mentari's efforts to forget about you and the events of the new year's night may have ended to this day. Hopefully, I pray for it all day long with as much as possible taking away his heart. But maybe he won't forget it completely. May you understand, and be able to measure the depth of her heartache!" Pram patted Bisma's shoulder, grabbed her, made a time-stripping pause. "Stop your hopes of touching Mentari a little bit, or it's all yours!" threatened commemorate.

The bisma that burns fire rage is about to punch Pram in the face. Damn, the fight between the two men who put their hearts on Mentari was happening to the point that all the items on the living room table were falling, prangg-pranggg, he said, the sound of things breaking and the sound of people pounding it made a new pack of kades pour hot water into the glass terpatoh-pogoh into the living room.

"BISMA!" hard snapped. Forcibly withdrawing his blood-soaked son's nose.

"Enough mas!" said mr. kades in an intimidating voice.

Pram rubbed his sharp nose while sighing long.

"I wouldn't have started if the kades sir's son hadn't started it" Pram said straightforwardly, "And I would have tolerated violent acts with violence. Whatever the reason is."

Mr. Kades restrains the rebellious body of Bhishma.

"I understand mas, which is why I allow this inn to be a guest stopover for Mr. Joko as my apology. However my family has been guilty of the cancellation of good relations between us first, so I hope after marriage I can take Mentari away from this village so that everything is fine." Mr. kades forced a smile.

"Starting isn't going anywhere, well, Mentari isn't going anywhere!" bisma shouted while continuing to rebel.

"Monggo, please do the bath. Get ready, it looks like the makeup artist has come." said Pak kades when he heard the sound of “kulo nuwun” on the doorstep.

Pram left the house of the kades sir with a murky heart. Really cancel my cool later, my face is bruised, not my chest hurts, my bisma seems to have a grudge all the same me. The stick is stronger.

After two hours of getting ready, Pram really has become a groom-to-be who wears traditional Javanese clothes. Although without the jasmine that characterizes a bride, Pram smiled widely when his mother looked while shaking her head.

"You want to get married, you can even fight, Pram, Pram. So no casep like this make blush on." pout her mother while touching her son's cheek.

"The self-esteem of men if there is a fight it in reply, mother! Don't lose."

Asih sighed, a moment later, Bagyo came out of the private house of Pak kades after formally apologizing for the embarrassing incident earlier.

Pram so whinyesan, mah easy training time, easy, time faced with the direct penghulu yes.

Pram took his breath out many times. "Attent, sir. Still deg-degan." he said as he rubbed his moist hands.

The sun looked down while smiling in shame. His body may be a gallant officer kayak maung, but his guts are like a cat, cute.

"Excite, Aa." said Mentari comforting him while stroking Pram's back which remained perpendicular to the head.

Pram sipped water provided on the table. After taking a deep breath and exhaling. Pram nodded slowly.

"I'll marry you, Mentari. Five more minutes." he replied, which immediately made all the guests who heard it so he smiled widely.

Five minutes ended, Pram wasted that time by going to the bathroom.

"Are you sure you haven't been Pram? If you are not sure, the rice is cold" joked pak penghulu.

Pram nodded while sitting beside Mentari. Fortunately, actually intimate wedding because those present at their wedding are not up to one hundred and fifty people from both sides of the family.

"Well, let's start ijab kabul this morning by reading alfatihah first."

Khidmat, everyone carefully watched how Pramoedya Aji proposed a girl named Mentari Saputri with a set of prayer tools and rice fields one hectare in cash payment.

"How's the witness, legit?"

"Mahhhhhh...,"

"Alhamdulillah." Mr. Penghulu invites Mentari and Pram to sign a marriage license.

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Two hours later, after enjoying the bashful atmosphere of being a newlywed, the void Mentari kissed Pram in front of everyone smiling sadly in front of her eating husband.

"The word Aa's mother was fighting the same Mas Bisma. Is anyone sick?"

Pram nodded while chewing he stroked Mentari's head with his left hand.

"After we take care of the important papers in the government office, we will live in Jakarta, baby. Do you dare to stay away from your parents?"

Mentari nodded, it should be so, away from the hometown. Precisely away from Bhishma for the common good even though it must also be far from his parents. But Mentari is grateful that the presence of Wartini is a good alternative for him to be able to live his new life calmly with Pram in Jakarta.

Pram continued to eat while occasionally replying to the greetings of people passing by in front of him with a nod. It was only after the event was completely finished, and his family entourage resigned. Pram feels free. No mother looked at him sharply, no sister mocked him blatantly. There is only he who is no longer carrying the title of single ngenes.

"Geulis, come to the room."

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To be continue and happy reading.