Juragan Empang Meets Girl Lodging
Plis share location.

Dara shook herself beside Mentari, the look of a serious face still plastered clearly when looking at Mentari who straightened the body with a resolute restless voice.

"Tar, don't want your story?" dara asked, "and who is that guy Lutung meant?"

Mentari hesitated, maybe Dara likes Maxime so she wants to ask for his number. Armed with the reason that he expressed his intention to answer the question of Bhishma. Argh...

Mentari groans alone, tired of love affairs that do not also end.

"Tar, tell me ajalah, you're like my brother knows. So, you have a new boyfriend?" urged Dara.

"You like Maxime, Ra?" tanya Mentari finally.

Dara laughed later, feeling amused Mentari was short enough to interpret his intention earlier asking for Maxime number.

"Luckily, understandably so far losmen have never touched handsome men like Maxime-bulean. Naturally I asked for his number, besides if the soul mate is not going anywhere!"

Dara chuckled, as if passing her once with Maxime had drugged her with a long-stranged liking away from her.

"Preetttt.." Farts so-so happen out of Mentari's mouth.

"Maxime and his friends were real adventurers, his job was just to explore the places they wanted. Incidentally, this inn attracted their attention because Maxime said, this innman cozy and creepy." said Mentari with a smile.

"So what did Bhishma mean?" Dara frowned, "is it the same Maxime?"

"So I took a picture of Maxime and I sent it to Bisma, my plan was just to make the Bhishma stop bothering me and say he's my girlfriend, but..., I'm tired of fumbling actually how she feels about me right now, Ra!"

The Mentari exhales as he looks up at the cloudy blue sky, for there will never be a proper sentence to describe his story that ended as a result of the betrayal of Bhishma. Uncivilized, yet he can only be silent when all the bad things rob him of his happiness on the same day.

New year's. The bitter moment that continues to snatch his smile, almost in rape and Bhishma actually make love with other women. Drunk the reason, khilaf.

"Don't be a fool for your great love for Bhishma, Tar. He's a sweet-faced devil." Dara stroked Mentari's back, concerned, "lupain Bhishma and it could forget all the things that had happened that night. Lupain slowly let you also calm down, Tar."

Mentari in the ice water guyur that is constantly freezing his throat and spirit.

Dara hugged, "Udah, don't be sad constantly, Tari. The world is like a vast playground, there is always a precarious thing above the most important situation."

"Ra," Mentari shook her head.

"And you have to remember the words of this child, sometimes parting is much better than being together but being an arena full of chaos!" Dara took off her embrace while smiling warmly.

"There is greater than love, Ra. That is sincere." added twenty-three years old who has bitterly labeled him as an orphanage child located not far from the dream inn.

"I want to be sincere, just bisma rese Ra, she keeps bothering me." Mentari snorted in annoyance while hitting his knee.

"Partially embarrassed one village is still nyimpen your number, Tar. Let me block the number."

"Don't!" suhut Mentari quickly, "later if he makes accusations that are not the same as this innkeeper how because he does not accept I block his number? I fear Ra, however his father is the tallest man in the village."

"Gosh, Tar. You're mushy like porridge, who dares dong! After all, there are also many jasmine hotels that are rented for plus-plus massage!"

Mentari rubbed his ears when the word plus-plus whispered Dara in a contrived tone.

"Yes, but don't be jealous I took Maxime's picture" said Mentari brightly, because she was afraid not to give Dara a chance to feel love.

"Jealous for what? Heloww, like does not mean love, Mentari. I blocked the number here."

"Thank you, Ra." he said sincerely, "frankly I'm also not good with his wife Mas Bisma now. She must be disappointed that her husband is unfaithful."

Dara throws a big rock into the fish pond, plung...

"Let's just say, it's a risk he wants to play the same fun guy. If it's not cheap, it's definitely not going to get pregnant" said Dara realistically. "Udah do not need to be thought of justin aja he wants to be disappointed, want to cry, or want anything. Now it's time for you to move on, Dance. Find another handsome boyfriend to let the langur boil over."

The mentari laughed sadly. "You have long looked like your mother, Ra. Cepet-cepet asked to find a replacement so that the Bhishma is hot, but it is not that easy to find a replacement. Need process!" he said while standing.

"Connecting later tonight there is a night market we go there to be happy-happy. How's it?" tawar Dara's.

Before Mentari answered her phone, she pulled it out of her pants pocket.

"Pram?" muttered Mentari, he scrolled the screen of his phone while attaching it to the ear.

"Good afternoon with the receptionist of the dream inn here. Can I help you, Pram?" sapa Mentari is friendly.

Pram was surprised his name was called. "You know me?" tanyanya.

The mentor chuckled with a soft voice that re-introduced into Pram's memory.

"I'm sorry I heard your voice earlier with your mother like her." explained Mentari.

"Oh yeah, I forgot my mom called me by my name." Pram patted his eel behind the tightly shut door of the warehouse, hiding from Asih who kept asking for his regards for Pevita earlier.

"Yes, so how can I help you, Pram?" tanya Mentari is friendly, "we provide rooms at low prices with complete facilities. Natural air conditioner, delicious cuisine and room service from a friendly girl."

Mentari grimaced towards Dara who immediately smashed her lips. "Nyindira!" the curse then leaves.

"Gue needs your help, but can the others run?" tanya Pram excited as if really in time.

"What help, Pram?" Mentari. "Out-"

"Share location!" cut Pram fast. "Gue needs a comfortable and quiet dream host address" he said, imitating the writing on the brochure.

"Well, I'll send it right away." The mentor smiled full. New guests, he thought filled with pleasure.

"Cepet ya and please later when I call again you pretend to be my girlfriend." pinta Pram with maksa tone.

"Well, what is it, Pram? Sorry I-I,"

"Please Mentari, my mother is very complicated. Please yes, I pay double at once to book a room. You want it, plis?" the raynya mew, "i really no doubt know."

"Good, Pram." Mentari was forced to agree just to attract customers.

In the warehouse Pram soared with excitement that his chest was filled with balloons that were ready to make him float.

"Gue wait, Mentari. Thank you so much." exclaimed Pram as he ran out of the warehouse. Pttt... The connection was cut off, Pram who was calm immediately approached Asih at home.

The little smiling sun. "That's it, Pram."

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To be continue and happy reading.