Juragan Empang Meets Girl Lodging
Noah geulis, sae pisan.

Among the cold fog that enveloped the inn at five in the morning. Pram knocked on the door of Mentari's house excitedly.

"Men...tari, you're awake yet?" he shouted while wearing a jacket, "i'm ready, already kasep if said mother."

The freshly poured hot water into the bathtub snorted.

"That's a really excited person who wants to go to the condangan. I've been curious from last night what dangdutan not, now... Not playing, does he want to jog together biduan?" the cerocosnya while out of the bathroom.

"I'm gonna take a shower, Pram. You want to coffee first?" mentari said after opening the door of his house.

"Let me make my own while you shower. I don't feel good about being late for your house, Tar." replied Pram casually, he was sure the girl would be thrown into a panic if she still had to take care of it first.

Mentari looked at Pram in disbelief, also did not expect the man to have another side that was quite not make it as beautiful as early in the morning even the sun had not been perfect on the horizon.

"By, Pram. But before leaving for the Aminah bude house later stop by the orphanage first can you? Get Dara."

Pram nodded and immediately developed his flagship smile that used to be able to melt Tatiana's heart easily. But for the interlocutor now it looks normal, even though the Mentari had to return the smile for mere formality.

"Thank you Pram." Mentari immediately chipped in without closing the door of his house.

Holding back a laugh, Pram folded his hands in plain sight.

"Si gemes wake up aja still beautiful, especially later and wear a bun continue to use kebaya. Aihh mother," Pram whistled, "so beautiful son Mr. Joko." he praised while

move to the kitchen, light the stove.

After a while, Mentari and warm tea accompany Pram to welcome the beautiful morning, certainly only for him himself.

For other Mentari stories, she still has to make up, sweet in front of all the members of the big family and invited guests who are definitely number in tiled should also bring Pram who is allergic to flower powder. Can you imagine how the response of his family later and himself who had to face all that himself? Messed up. Rames.

The shadow of the chaos that will occur later makes Mentari sigh.

"Oh yes, Pram. Call her an old show. I think you should bring a change of clothes" said Mentari, finishing her tea.

Pram also finished his tea while standing up. "If I take a shirt first, you must also have no one to miss before leaving. Because it's back in the same direction after the destination almost until it's tired on the road, Tar."

Mentari held her angry and sad breath, "What the hell, Pram?" he said he pretended not to understand.

Pram flicked his hand. "Of course!"

The sun raised two large glasses of tea marks that made his stomach bloated. Standing still in the kitchen, Mentari remembers what he should bring now.

"Patience! That's what I have to bring to face today and not have to go back and forth in the same direction. Tired, right, just the reason Pram was at most just want to irritate gasoline."

Mentari took a breath, "But she is a very grown man, it could be what she said was advice or the contents of her heart." he murmured languidly. Mentari sighed later, "tau ah dark. Mending to leave."

Pram clasped a plain light blue shirt as Mentari came to him in the park.

"Well, geulis?" ask Pram.

The Mentari was eager to stick out his tongue long enough to crush the compliment. It's a pity again who he is in the inn that made him stop doing. Just for five stars!

"Here you go." Ask Mentari, "Let me put it in my bag on your shirt."

Pram smiled gently as he stretched out his shirt. "Nuhun geulis, sae pisan." he said again, deliberately because surely Mentari did not know Sundanese. Honey, the victims of the television drama series understand the meaning. I can't googling either.

Mentari throws his lips and walks to the exit while locking them.

"Geulis - geulis!" racau Mentari took a deep breath and got into Pram's car.

Sitting sweetly beside the driver and good rider, Mentari put up his flagship smile. He nodded then busy typing chat on his phone screen.

Ra, are you ready yet? I'm going to the parlor now!

Dara who took care of the children who had finished circumcision yesterday snatched her noisy cell phone issued the sound of chickens crowing. The girl yawned and looked frowned at the iron mattress while reading a chat from Mentari.

Come here first! I just woke up.

Mentari grunting.

I want to take a shower!

Dara put away her blanket reluctantly. His body was aching especially his hard-earned mouth gave lies to the little boys to calm down. While Pram slowly drove his car out of the inn yard.

"Pointing the way, Tar." he asked.

Mentari secured his position before with a mediocre attitude, he began to point towards the orphanage.

Pram follows his direction with focus, although occasionally he is glued to the fingers of the fingers of the Sunari are flickering and neat nails as if exhausted in sharpening.

"Emak was very curious that the ring fit not on Pevita's finger, but I could not ask Mentari for help about it because somehow his finger was embedded in the ring and failed. It must have hurt if I was desperate to help him for my own needs." Pram said.

The car turns at the intersection of the road, passing the uphill road beside which has shade trees that give a scary atmosphere if the night. Once at the end of the ramp, the car turns the first corner which has a straight and long road.

"That's a pearl of love orphanage" Mentari said, pointing to a semi-permanent white-painted building.

Dara pushed open the gate just after Pram had repeatedly laxated. Dara thought it was the donor who usually came to give help while making the kids in the pantin happy. But it turns out, the figure of Pram who was talked about last night with Mentari is now in front of his eyes.

"Om Pram." said Dara idly as she extended her hand.

Pram's concentration on the orphanage was cut off instantly.

"Om - um, no pakdhe all?" he replied while holding Dara's hand. "Pram, don't use it. Consider us the same age."

"Ougahhhh!" exclaim Dara quickly, "it's good to be the same age. Good at me, not at me. Time is told to be old before its time. Basic." protested while moving to the side of Mentari.

Pram burst out while shaking his head.

"Do I look old? Like the heck is not yes, only girls who do not know the image of adult men, well-established and unpretentious. I really, really, able to protect the heart that needs diayomi let alone provide. Lent is born ready, a living inner spirit!"

Fortunately Mentari and Dara had gotten into the car, otherwise the girls would have been more and more eager to act out Pram's noisy mouth.

"Ce–ileh, feel have a private driver yee sitting sweet in the passenger seat." said Pram when returning to the car. "For one!"

Dara nodded quickly. "You there, Tar. Fit together, let you be om and Aunt, I flirt." exclaimed Dara, banging herself with a seatbelt and folding both her hands in front of her chest. Refusing to move.

Pram agrees. He smiled satisfied with Dara's answer because what was needed was Mentari.

"Dance, geulis. Moving forward, I need you to make your way to your budding house. There's no way you're there, while I, I need your guidance" said Pram softly. The sun breathes tired.

"Jump, no need to go down, no need to hesitate. Om good." I'm a gentle pram.

Dara's laughter melted away for a moment. "Pantes Dizzy dance has guests kayak Om Pram gini, but good tuh. Disturb this girl failed marriage. Let it be happy again." inwardly, judge the attitude of the two people in front of him carefully. "Sertain them too."

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To be continue and happy reading.