Juragan Empang Meets Girl Lodging
Mists-do

Pram went around all over his house and sat on the steps at midnight. His chest is claustrophobic knowing Mentari is returning trivial objects but attempts to find them are unforgettable memories.

"I'm sorry, Mentari."

Pram berjibaku in silence, the collection of time spent with Mentari was not enough to make him understand that Mentari received all his shortcomings in being honest.

Pram restores his hair in frustration, he stands up, towards the 4x3-meter room. Pram felt the wall, turning off the main light that illuminated the body of his wife who had slept from nine o'clock earlier.

Pram encapsulates his burly body on the mattress and kisses Mentari's cheek.

"Dance... Dear... Thank you." Thank you."

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Pram opened his eyes, he saw a pair of sleepy eyes looking at him with a smile. Her imagination skyrocketed when her dream of waking up from sleep had Mentari by her side realized.

"I'm still dreaming."

Dreams are grinning.

Mentari looked at Pram. "Where has Aa improved?"

Pram took a deep breath and was ready to launch a long story of defense again. But he remembered he had not brushed his teeth.

Pram changed the position of his body until his supine position.

"It's too early to wake me up, Dance. What do you want at this hour? It's still dark outside."

"I miss the fog." said Mentari.

The fog?

Pram stunned, drowsiness that still hangs on his head immediately bablas stopped somewhere. He then moved restlessly on his bed.

"Why all of a sudden, baby? In Jakarta there is no mist like in mother's house."

"So I don't have any ideas to create a fog for me?" tanya Mentari, with all her charms after sleeping. The woman got up, sat cross-legged in front of her husband who was wearing only a kutung t-shirt, showing off his armpits. I love it, all day unless the t-shirts are still washed and he has not ironed.

"To the top tonight would you, Tar?" bargain Pram, "Too now bear it, hunt away the fog when we get there, baby."

Pram also rose, the one charm he liked the most was pouting in front of him. He also did not stop thinking, waking up who missed the fog. Not himself. So because he felt inferior to the fog, Pram sighed.

"I'm going home, Aa. To the mother and father's house. I miss the mist of my house."

Pram's gaze narrowed, all of a sudden his request, did it have anything to do with yesterday?

"Tomorrow after the renovation of this house is done we go home, agreed right?" Pram forced a smile, "I also miss the fog in your house. Chilly. I miss running around in the cool streets, but I miss the memories in your house" he said cheerfully forced.

The mentor was too stunned to speak again. Emang basically clever stringing her husband's words, then the reason is quite good to reduce his desire to meet the fog.

"But really? Aa don't mind us going back to the village for a second?"

In one moment he hugged Mentari.

"No dear." But if he was honest, he wondered if his wife was really pregnant?

A few hours later, Roni who returned to visit with his builders found the owner of the house was feeding the fish.

"So what's the decision, bro? Continue or not fire his house, ntar that was kayaking yesterday!" youh Roni while approaching.

Pram held out a small bucket of fish pellets into Mentari's hand as she approached Roni.

"So, bro. There is no cancellation. Admit it now, as soon as possible because I'm the same Tari want to go home."

"The flyer's a long time, bro!" sahut Roni until the woman who was on the edge of the dam turned her head cynically.

Pram grinned, could not make any body language to reprimand Roni's speech.

Mampus again me, just become a good boy. Possible again.

"Lanjutin continue to be dear, the fish are still hungry" said Pram cheerfully. Roni patted his shoulder with a high degree of friendship.

"Why elo, bro?" tanyanya while leaving Mentari.

Pram snorted involuntarily at the place where he stood. For God's sake, this morning after waking up he and Mentari came out of the house, looking for cold air while walking. After that, he still had to cook, accompany his wife to sunbathe and talk about fish.

"This morning I asked to see the fog, Ron. Ask to go back to his hometown so he was cynical when Elo said Lebaran was still a long time!" clearly Pram, afraid Roni was offended by his wife's gaze earlier.

And Roni gaped. The information is unexpected, the article wants to look cynical or not Mentari remains good to look at. All of his one-box friends admitted that Pram's greatness could melt the girl quickly.

"Gue give advice, mending elo buyin wife elo testpack bro. Try it in the morning." Roni patted the shoulders of the Pram field. "Gue doain is pregnant, let the efforts of elo during ngurung bini elo not in vain."

Pram raised his hand. "I bought it!"

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