Juragan Empang Meets Girl Lodging
Fusible wound.

The next day after a crowded night in the room, Pram exited the room. He did not find the Mentari in his arms while awake. Pram called and kept calling his wife. The fretful face look was again visible on the surface of his crumpled face.

"Darling–sayang." Pram pushed door by door the usual room Mentari stopped by in the morning.

"Darling!" Pram restores his hair with the look of his eyes constantly going around sweeping the trail of Mentari.

"Tar, please. Don't gini, don't play hide and seek. It's too early to joke."

Pram shook his head in frustration as he climbed the stairs to his room.

He's looking for Mentari's identity, still there, oh Pram can sigh in relief now. Only his phone does not exist.

He hurriedly searched his cell phone. There aren't.

"Anjirrr, where do I go?" Pram got rid of the pillow, the blanket which then made the room fall apart.

"Didn't Mentari bring it too?"

Pram ruffled his hair while throwing his body on the edge of the bed. He saw that the room was as messy as the contents of his head. Suddenly he felt his love was so small, so weak and selfish compared to the simple love of Mentari.

"Tar, am I late in erasing Tatiana's trail? We're almost in the packaging of complete affection, you go without saying yes it feels like my heart is scattered, you where the hell bring my phone too?"

Pram's voice became raucous. Due to the first fact she loves Mentari at first sight, if she doesn't care, she won't interfere with her life. The second fact, he hated his women leaving without saying goodbye. Third fact, he wants Mentari slalu here.

"Pram, have you woken up yet?" roni shouted from outside, just below Pram's room.

Pram rubbed his face with eyes full of conflict. He breathed while standing up.

"Pram, get out. I heard from Ana when Elo's wife met her."

Without ever imagining, that brave Mentari met Tatiana without saying goodbye to her?

Pram unfurled the door as it descended the stairs quickly.

"Where are they now?" tanyanya.

"Anna's house." Roni choked when Pram snatched his car keys out of his pants pocket.

"Elo take care of my house now!" pram shouted as he rushed into the car.

There used to be two hearts that could not be separated. Until he can see how Pram lived his days after separating from Tatiana.

Now, Roni can only understand that his best friend is indeed a child of love.

"Yes I take care of the house elo, but my car does not get dented because elo-egal-ugalan use emotions."

Pram drives Roni's car to Tatiana's and husband's house with a myriad of questions. However, he finally gave up on finding the answer to why Mentari met Tatiana without his knowledge.

"Didn't last night go back like before, Tar?" Pram banged his head on the headrest.

"Why, Tar? Don't believe my words? Tell me, Tar."

On the porch of the house, Tatiana who understood if Roni came–not–Pram came, smiled to see the presence of the man who for years presented guilt in her mind.

"I don't think there's anything you need to worry about, Dance. Because once she falls in love she will fall deeply" Tatiana said.

"What are you talking about?" pram Sahut. His hand touched Mentari's hand and pulled her closer.

"Well here, Tar?" ask Pram as calmly as possible.

"Main."

"Main?" Pram hugged his wife's shoulder with a sigh, "it's enough to play and never play here again, okay? This house is not hospitable to your heart."

Tatiana smiled as she stood up, she cupped the body of her little running daughter to him. The husband followed her from inside the house.

The three of them were shaking while staring at the two guests.

"Pram." said Tatiana.

Pram puts his hand on Mentari's arm.

The time that passed had left a sense of meaning, but only this time, the first meeting after so long with the two traitors took place.

Pram could see that one little family smiling at him. Whether there was any feeling of what followed suddenly in the recesses of the heart, his heart warmed up.

Mentari rubbed her husband's back. She knew very well that there was a wave of taste moving in her husband's mind now. A moment of heartache blooming. But look. How sweet and funny the little girl was with her parents. Perhaps that is the purest real selfishness of lovers who want to account for their past actions to hurt one man named Pramoedya Aji.

Pram nodded his head. Melt the wound in the arms of an apology from his best friend. Melt hates to be a silahturahmi rope.

Pram and Abrizam took off a hug that was so tight and full of tasting waves that made Mentari and Tatiana teary-eyed.

"May you be happy" said Pram after returning to Mentari's side and holding his wife's hand.

Tatiana and her husband nodded, and the little girl who often saw Pram with her parents in every photo of their friendship asked to come down. He looked at Pram and hugged his feet.

Pram puffed up, holding back the tears that filled his eyelids from flowing on his disheveled face.

Pram rubbed the head of a little girl who looked a lot like her ex-boyfriend.

"We have to say goodbye" Pram said after Tatiana's son took off his arms. He and Mentari turned around, leaving behind a small family.

In front of the car. The two turned around and smiled meaningfully at the love story intertwined within the light blue house.

Good luck.

Pram rubbed his face, his wide smile now looks more relieved after he brought Mentari home. Forgetting the past and its bitterness. Opening a new sheet inside the house that was being torn apart by Roni and his builders.

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