Love Me Please, Uncle Camat

responsibilities

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bismillah

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two days after the untitled drama, Om Za finally called me...

" where aja bang.padahan ring want me madein to buy tickets to watch a boyband concert.." scolding me on the phone like a person who is not sane...

" heidol.."

" hemm.."

" Sailva...!!"

actually sponge washing dishes is wrong but as if nothing happened....,,

just got snapped, my hair's already bristling

" yes wa'alaikumsalam.." although lazy at least I reply.

" why ??it's been two days you didn't report the same brother..."

where did I say???? so sweet ...my whit.

" why-napa, males aja.." I answered collecting fragments of courage...

he took a deep breath "what is it ???"

use it again, yes because of loe lah...

" it's nothing." I replied briefly do not want to linger and rambling but want him sensitive behind the word papa is always anything

" i'm sorry brother yesterday no news for Salwa, hape brother batrenya low..."

pick a trite excuse,,, Batre low but can tell dad...

" yesterday my brother was in the news via an abi 'phone, which is just my father's number." he added.

" yes "my answer, it turns out that's the reason, why not say.....???

" yes, where is Salwa's report??" her question still remembers .., actually it has been 2 days since Rendy aggressively approached me as well as Afrian who always bothers me..

honestly hingga??honestly honga???if you are honestly afraid of getting angry if you are afraid of sin...

" Salwa..??"

" yes om .. as always om, Salwa school, eat, pray, go home, where where.." I answered looking safe.

" yes, it is possible that in the next few days you will rarely contact, busy branches ..plus our wedding preparations.." he explained.

why do I feel sad ?? I should be glad that's the sign for the next few days I can breathe my freedom from the report and attitude of command om Za...

" yes, om." I answered

" yes, I've closed 'assalamualaikum.."

" ha'alaikumsalam...."

sure the mature man did not contact me, already a few days there was no chat from him, what did he do ???it was so busy that there was no time for me...

I sighed as the order kebaya had reached home, my wedding would just be a casual wedding without a meaningful reception maybe a small party of family and relatives ...not because we are uncultured it is precisely the birthplace of Om Za has a thick custom with a wedding tradition that is quite draining time and energy but it seems like it will be postponed until my graduation later , for now the important thing is legitimate first in the eyes of religion and the state.plus Om Za who a camat makes it always in the spotlight of the community...

Acha always flocked me with absurd and pointless questions

" sal...ntr at loe's wedding, Om Za uses a blangkon ???"

" oh yes sal... do you want to postpone the ekhem ncus scene first ??or how???" ask him fulgar

I choked on my drink " uhukkk .. Cha...what the heck.." My face warmed up hearing those words, ekhem ncuss with a mature man I shuddered never before

" yes yes lah ..sedeng.loe.. Om Za also thought when I was still in school.lagian he would have to think of the image of him in the eyes of his community.yg there I was sentenced to whip if the ketauan tekdung first still in school..." sewot..

" loe's mouth has no filter really sal..tekdung.." ketus Acha and then giggled.

" loe tuh Cha ekhem ncuss.why don't you change anyway." I replied.

" what ???" ask her jumawa

" prize stabbing scene ??" her kikik

" o Allah Acha....!!"

" if the Om Om...Kemburu on fire how sal...as he is a normal guy, has grown up, see loe who is so cute which guy is not fond ???"

" awssshhh the bar bar.." Acha grumbled.

my face has warmed.." anyways you think the distance I'm sure doi can hold.. Cha has been more and more diterusin loe questions more make people rise in blood..."

Acha chuckles, "cie. soon someone wants to lose status.so madam..."

" and...!!!" infuriated

" yes, yeah...."

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the house has been decorated on the inside of his relatives and family have arrived as well as the family of Om Za who has arrived in Jakarta and stayed at the hotel

believing in disbelief, my heart felt bland.My face was a little uncertain amidst the ongoing makeup.

can I be the wife of someone I don't love yet 'cause it seems like my heart's gonna be hard because of Om Za's hard nature to make people fall in love

" it's done..!!!"

" beautiful...."

" loe reassure the heart of loe sal. insyaallah love that has been halal will be a field of reward for loe..." ustadzah's mother beside me is Syifa my friend who has been insyaf for marrying the son of the owner of ponpes , but his penance sambal ,se ukhti ukhtinya Syifa still

" heh..be*go.ga need to dream ...rich cat is sick aja loe.." well this is her original out.

" loe ahh fa.gue again ga mood debate same loe..gue..gugup fa..."

" from when does nervousness lose itself loe sal.." his repugnance.

" loe can sal..loe can ..gue sure...."

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" i accept the marriage and marriage of Salwa Zahratunissa bint Tedi Mardias with a dowry in the form of a set of prayer tools and a set of gold weighing 123 grams paid in cash..." with a single breath now Om Za has legally become my priest, all my life is now turned upside down in an instant, my qibla is now a Teuku Zaky Ananta...

after all the legal pronunciation and Alhamdulillah, I was asked to go down , tipping the back of his hand has become my duty from now on.for school holidays that will soon take place I will likely spend in the city of Aceh , ' he said ,recognize the city that will be my place of devotion to someone with the title of husband

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it feels like my blood is freezing now, 1..2.3....

in the room alone with the man ..kyaaaaa....!!!

with his flat face he opened his suit.One by one the buttons of his shirt were opened, reflex I closed both my eyes.

" yahoo!!!! om Za.. change clothes in the bathroom there...!!" my screeches

" why ??" his forehead shriveled

" don't see this there's a girl.yg her eyes are still holy..."

crazy enough this guy, long time with him can I be a bi*nal girl....

om Za smirked "didn't girl like naked bodies of men??"

" in the mouth...!!!" I turned my face away because I was blushing...

" look out..!!!" my sarcasm while covering my face was about to come out, for the sake of my mental and mental health I had to get out of the room

but when my hand reached for Om Za's door handle, it grabbed my shoulder

"kyaaaa.....!!"

" cum.....!!"

" www..sal ..sakit ..!!"

" o Allah sorry om.sorry not intentionally.." I closed my mouth using my hand, then grabbed Om Za who was lying on the floor of the room while holding his junior.

" why are you sal...??" he grimaced feeling a throbbing at his bottom

yuppp I reflexively kicked junior Om Za just now

" sorry Om... Salwa ga on purpose.abis Om hold Salwa.." I regret, his eyes have been darkened make me creep what the drop of Pharaoh will show himself at this time ..

" you have to take responsibility, Sal." he said..

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