Juragan Empang Meets Girl Lodging
Jakarta we are coming.

Pram opened the trunk of the car when all the suitcases had been placed into the inn yard two hours after the sun disappeared.

"Surely this is all you want to bring to Jakarta?" tanyanya hesitated because the two girls and two bachelors she brought from the village only brought enough change of clothes. Just a suitcase and as big as a perched bag. Even if you can also transfer.

"Remain om, if there is not enough there are people who buyin. Aren't you?" exclaimed Dara cheerfully, understandably he was at the peak of the euphoria of a picnic to Jakarta.

Visiting Monas, Bogor botanical garden, ragunan zoo, Abang land market, and welcome statue is a destination that he must visit and he has expressed to the tour guide plus the free driver.

Pram smiled understandably while nodding, because indeed he could not bear with this immaculate girl in front of him.

"Ntar buy wholesale in the land of Abang, but now you are sure not the same as your luggage?"

Pram looked at everyone in front of him and stopped in the eyes of the frankly lazy should be a car with Danang and Tegar, Mentari.

"Are you ready to meet your future father-in-law, baby?" the god then grimaced. Pram closed the trunk after nothing was left.

"I'm not ready," I'm honest, "I'm scared, Pram."

Mentari pursed his lips, the intention of healing to Jakarta is to avoid Bhishma, but since Bisma has already settled Pram then actually there is nothing to be afraid of anymore. He can live his days calmly, only the mind that Pram gave more and more piled up. So he did not want to disappoint Pram, but the business of meeting the prospective in-laws he had not thought about. Especially imagine how chatty Asih if he is not the real Pevita.

The sun breathed while turning into the house. There were five fish that he had to feed and he had given it a name. Say hello, say good bye, say yes, say no, say thank you. Five sentences that he must say when serving guests.

Pram entered the house with his followers into the Mentari's private house. They met Purwati and Joko who had been busy preparing souvenirs for him since noon.

"Are you ready for Pram?" ask Joko.

"Already, sir. It's already! Stay waiting Mentari say goodbye to the fish." Pram grimaced amusedly, he could imagine the girl looking at her koinya fish softly while saying, “ikan don't be sad I stay hiling for a while with Pram, don't be sad, surely I'm back”.

Joko stood up, took two boxes containing souvenirs in the kitchen while putting them in front of Pram.

"Accepted at Pram, itung-itung gifts from this inn." Joko smiled as she shook her body in the chair. Waiting for Purwati who has just warned Mentari in her room.

"Sure, Buk. I promise I will go home, besides who wants to stay in Jakarta for a long time, Dara maybe yes! I'm not, I'm definitely home."

Purwati just smiled, because since last night her daughter had invited her attention when asking all her family to come find Pram. Even if his son falls in love with Pram he will be happy for new achievements in his daughter's romance life, but all he still values too soon. All of it hasn't really budged yet not even pinching exactly. According to him, their togetherness is just a phase in which the collages of flavors that fill each other.

"But if you are willing to marry Pram, you will immediately agree. I promise you, Tar." said Purwati.

Mentari nodded, handed the fish feed into the hands of his mother.

"Titip yes, buk. He..," Mentari grinned wide, adding one of his work to his mother who has a lot of work is a violation. That's why she just let her mother understand.

The two then went out, meeting all those who had waited patiently for him.

"Buk'e already?" Joko stands.

Purwati looked at Pram seriously before nodding softly.

"You all look the same Pram especially the two of you" he said with a cold expression as he looked at Tegar and Danang.

Everyone is ready to travel far. The five young people were part of the highest bureau of dream inns.

"Be careful!"

Everyone gets in the car one by one. Turn Danang who will sit with Dara in the passenger seat, he turned to approach Purwati again with a look of anxiety.

"Titip mamak yo, buk" he said expectantly.

Purwati cleared her throat, though Wartini was older than her. But for this kind of business he will agree to let Danang also calm down his work.

"You've come in, a job that really makes your mother proud!" purwati reminded. Although a little bit of his heart is still hurt by the actions of the bisma cs.

Danang nodded and got into the car.

Pram smiled as he looked at everything through the rearview mirror. The faces of his followers are different. Some are funny, some are happy, some are shy again. But still the only thing that caught his attention was Mentari sitting beside him.

"Geulis, love spirit akang dong let nyetirnya carefully." seloroh Pram, smiling nosily, live horn to once again say goodbye with Joko and Purwati who waved hands, let go of them with a smile.

The car slowly came out of the courtyard of the inn, before then darting rapidly towards the west. But I kept my mentari silent. Shame gives encouragement to Pram in the midst of his friends. Moreover, two troublemaking men who clearly know the ins and outs of his love story with Bhishma since they dated.

"Yes already if I don't want to encourage me," said Pram sad, "it's just that if kebelet peed say can't, I don't want my car pessing because there is a wet in his pants, I don't want to stop, especially the back one. My face is really tangled!"

A straight glare could do nothing. So during the trip to Jakarta he just mute while eating snacks they bring for lunch.

Half the journey passed with Dara's questions as dominant about what they passed. Pram stopped his car at the rest area. Tegar finally ran cross-hairs towards the bathroom.

Pram chuckles, because it takes time to lay down his back he chose to change the position of his car seat.

"It's coffee, Pram?" tanya Mentari, the reluctant to leave the car.

"By, Tar. But I need you more to be literate until tomorrow morning. He–,"

Pram smiled widely.

"Pick dong, I what's coffee? Or both?" tawar Mentari, make the Pram position so upright again.

"Both are better!"

Mentari nodded, he went out to wash his face and buy coffee. Half an hour later, the break was over. Pram again drove his car at high speed to Jakarta, accompanied by the gemes who remained awake even though his eyes closed occasionally.

Pram stroked the top of his head. "Sleep, I'm not papa!"

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