Juragan Empang Meets Girl Lodging
Shake your arrogance.

The dim atmosphere in the dark conditions were dense plus the sound of owls that were roaring on the branches of the tree did not discourage Tegar and Danang to carry out their evil plans in the fish pond Pram offerings for dream inns.

"Forward!" said Tegar while looking around with misgivings, in front of him Danang kontan jump over the bushes that became their hiding place. He turned his head here and there while bowing his body and walking quietly among the trees surrounding the dream inn land from the right side of the inn.

"There really is a fish" whispered Rigid behind a pile of fresh wood from the trees this afternoon. "And, rather than in pots, what if we net the fish. Mayan tuh kalo gede can be a side dish."

Danang who had taken the fish pot from his pants pocket turned his head quickly.

"How did Bisma Mas go? We have only been paid half a loh, quite well paid for the goal tonight" he said with a very weak.

Harder immediately shook his hand. It's stupid, because he knows that Bhishma is a loser.

"Look, he didn't dare come here to check the pool. He must be clumping as usual, but if you need proof, then. We smbil nets at home just as plastic runs out it's new in the potas partly."

CK.

Steady and Danang turned around. Their shadows drowned behind the trees while looking out around. To be honest they were wrong, it was common for spies to watch from behind walls, behind trees, or behind other shields.

Just try if they see it up the tree while looking for wangsit. They will find the droplets of owls that are so watchful to observe their every move while holding a laugh.

"Udah went them, sir" said Pram who was now horrified himself to have to come down from the top of the tree.

Joko nodded from the top branch. "Leave it on Pram, let's go down. You've already gout!"

"But sir?" Pram puffed up, he was smiling to himself sillyly. His feet were goosebumps and it felt like they were really tightly attached to the trunk of a tree.

Joko bobbing head. Condemn the behavior of Pram who does not dare to come down from the tree even though it is stylish like ninjas who jump from tree to tree with a holster wrapped around the head.

"Let's hunt at the brave Pram, don't just dare to disturb the Dance!" seloroh pak Joko's.

Pram took off his embrace from the tree trunk, he gulped his saliva with great difficulty. Descending from the tree feels more extreme than accepting the fact that that night some of the fish have been stolen and potas by irresponsible individuals. What he thought the next day happened, too.

Mentari screamed hysterically to see the fish that were still as high as his index finger was already on floundering not above the pond.

"Pram," Mentari grabbed Pram's right hand and clasped it in a row. "You're dead because I'm Pram, sorry if you're disappointed."

Pram who will run the plan turned his face. Be pretentious, angry, sad, to the extent that Mentari who saw it more sad.

"Pram, sorry..," he repeated, Mentari sought the focus of the man's eyes by following the direction of the man who desperately did not see the persistence of Mentari apologizing to him.

With a heavy heart and very forced to do so. Pram took off his hand with a tenderness that he kept well without offending the girl.

But his name was sad again, Pram's behavior to Mentari made the girl pursed her lips, her eyes became warm and soon filled with water.

"Sorry, Tar. I need some time." Pram patted Mentari's shoulder briefly, he shook his head going out the innards.

The sun that saw him disappeared dimmed his spirit.

Restless whack the soul of the girl who netted the carcass of fish with a silent mimic. The lanterns were not friendly, then again sad to decorate his days.

Pram heaved a heavy sigh beside the exit. "Sori, Tar's. This peddling needs rhythm. Not always a joke will be fun, for example, a prank!"

Pram smiled as he got into the car. The plan this time should be successful, shaking the arrogance of Bisma directly at his home.

Mentari turned his head as Pram's car engine roared, the further it made him not interested in moving from where he stood.

"Pram is really angry." he muttered without knowing what wisdom he could take after the heartache that attacked him suddenly, so surprisingly changing the smile Pram that the man gave.

Arrive at the inn belonging to the Bhishma family. Pram smiled with satisfaction when his presence was immediately greeted cheerfully by the hostess Bu Desy.

Pram immediately asked for one room. He said he would stay overnight to rest after a long trip.

"Well, let me take you to the second floor!" said the innkeeper Bu Desy.

Pram followed him while circulating his gaze all over the inn looking for the loser man.

"Let me make your heart unsettled, bus!" inner Pram, then he smiled kindly after receiving the key to his room.

"Coffee is just toast, ma'am." replied Pram mentioning the desire of his room service.

"Ready, wait a minute!" The mother of Tegar and Danang turned around when Pram called her again.

"What's wrong?"

"Are guests free to sit in that pendopo, Mom?" pram asked with an angel face and a big smile.

"Please mas, in the back there is also a garden. Monggo, if you want to relax outside the room."

That's what I want.

Pram immediately expressed his intention to relax in the pendopo only which is clearly a place to go in and out of the inn and hope that Bisma is nongol.

The man sits unsettled remembering Mentari at home. He grabbed the white velvet box from the bag of pants while staring at the sparkling diamond glow in the sunlight.

"At any time you have, that's if you care about his business, if you're long patient again Pram. Breaking down a grown village virgin is hard. His effort is more powerful. Muach-muach..," The velvet box was blown off as if it were cooling the Mentari as a warm-up.

Pram smiled amusedly and the sound of the motor entering the courtyard of Bu Desy's inn made him puff up. Pram smiled with satisfaction.

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To be continue and happy reading.