Juragan Empang Meets Girl Lodging
Perfect

Pram opened all the windows and doors of his room so that the smell of wall paint that finished coating the surface of the walls of his room immediately disappeared.

He also turned on the fan.

"I'm sure this baby pink color is better than baby blue. Yes, it can be considered that this is similar to Mentari."

Pram drew his simple smile as he looked at his room that had changed color, atmosphere, and effort to give his best to Mentari as he slowly realized.

Pram down the stairs painstakingly and hit the Mentari body from behind.

"Dance, thanks for cooking. I've taken away my difficult task." Pram wiggled it left and right. He looked like a young man in a kasmaran.

"Elo cook too, Pram?" sahut Roni, "Got so good now, the real father of the household." he sneered with amused water.

Pram cleared his throat while glaring. Roni who noticed that looked increasingly grimaced amused.

"Yes-yes-yes, I will understand if you enjoy the moment again. Same with me, five years ago I was married. I cook the most!" shoot Roni while taking everything that is served on the plate.

"Lord of the game tells us to eat, hungry I'm out of the house."

But the host had not yet prepared, he had already eaten first.

"By the way, Ron!" said Pram. "Little eat, little eat. Didn't you cook before you got here? There is no handyman eating three meals a day, only this time I know." he said.

Irritated, Roni stopped eating. He frowned.

"It's not that I'm not cooking, he's busy. Every hour you drop it off at school. Where he wants to cook and wake up, only the most equal coffee bread that he bought from a passing merchant. But I'm grinning, bro. The guy he's cooking tastes good."

Pram chuckled, he found a little consolation from Roni's face now.

That's why Roni often ridicules me love child. I want to go back, I can't. Everyone has their own issues. That's why Roni often ridicules me love child.

Pram grabs Roni's plate before feeding a spoonful of food into his mouth to the point that his wife hides her face on Pram's back.

"Tomorrow elo more friendly wife so that she can be bribed gini." Pram gives advice to his best friend who he still treats with the earnestness of friendship.

"How?"

"Buy a cookbook!"

"Anger lo!"

All the restrained laughter finally escaped into the air, Roni who was recklessly snatching the contents of the plate filled with watermelon and stuffing it into Pram's mouth.

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"I thank you very much for the same old craftsmen who helped me make this house even more meaningful, Ron." Pram embraces Roni's shoulder while taking her out of the house.

Roni sighed, it had been months for the rest of the afternoon which had now become night. The muscular bulging body of this muscle weighed down on his shoulders.

"Pay job, my artisans need to buy rice!" Roni removed Pram's arm from his shoulder, but the amused gleam from the look in Pram's eyes made him suspicious.

"Don't tell me you want to make money!" blow it with sharp eyes.

Pram gigakakakan while ruffled waist on the terrace. Two of Roni's craftsmen looked speculatingly at Pram.

Pram took out a brown envelope which he folded up to small from inside his shorts.

"It's not like it'll be after I get out of my house." Pram grinned, "Gue wait for my goods to sell, quite that add-up buy new furniture!"

"I'm so afraid I'm tilep!" rutuk Roni while stuffing the envelope into his jacket pocket. "Gue unplug, thanks for making me a handyman, trader, and love critic!"

Pram opened the gate of his house. After ten minutes Roni out of his house, he himself came out of the house using a motorbike.

Dispensaries.

"Sir, test pack. Five." Pram smiled widely, "All can be tested in a day brother?" the question was curious after researching one by one the test packs placed in the glass display case.

"May, the morning is more accurate."

"Ready, wrap all the legs."

Pram pays, goes home and tells Mentari about the test pack.

"A's sure?" mentari asked, he who was washing dishes had an anxious face.

"Not in a hurry, Aa. I'm afraid Aa will be disappointed with the result." Me either.

Pram hugged Mentari again and rubbed the slender stomach that he often allotted the water of his life.

"No problem baby, we can try again later. Try a new style, a new place, as long as tomorrow morning we check together."

The mentor nodded at that request. After all he was curious about himself why these days he was often tired and did not understand calmly his own feelings.

Pram touched Mentari's neck with his lips. Up to hours passed by ruffled in the guest room, the morning came with cloudy weather.

Pram and Mentari go to the bathroom. The equipment to check the urine is already on the stainless shelf along with other toiletries.

"I need some privacy, Aa." The mentor pushed her husband out of the bathroom. With a disappointed face, Pram flinch impatiently in front of the door.

"Everything's tried, Dance."

In the bathroom, Mentari waited for the results of the five test packs with eyes that could not be separated from the slim flat object.

"Well, baby, ten minutes more." Pram knocking on the front door leaves no less riled up. "Open door! There's no privacy between us, still a shame."

Mentari sighed, at the sliding of the door holder to let the man he had sworn he would get himself out of his inn pulled a small glass filled with urine.

"Rig..." Pram checked one by one the test pack and found two red lines clearly visible in the three test packs. "Bakal is my father, hahaha. Mom and dad will definitely enjoy old age quietly."

The owner of the cheerful flagship smile anchors his body to the smiling Mentari with teary eyes.

"Thank you dear. Thank you for patiently fulfilling all my fantasies during this month. You, a million dreams are perfect for me."

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To be continue and happy reading.