Love Me Please, Uncle Camat
wherever you go I'm coming
Bismillah happy reading all 😘
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Om Za went into the room, my face was hoping to be anxious, whether om Za would say this matter as soon as possible or still want to wait for the right time for him to speak.
But, Salwa is not the name if you can only wait for an om Za to say something as he wishes.
"Well, don't you want to massage?" I asked as I pulled Za and sat her on the bed, pulling her legs up my lap, trying to find a moment to talk from heart to heart interspersed with a gentle massage so that om Za remains relaxed and not raging.
Om Za narrowed her eyes, looking at me suspiciously, not usually like this. If the bulus has come out then there is something that is wanted or conveyed by his magic wife.
"Ihhh my big brother's leg muscles !!" my poet's looking for his leg. Even if the fall sounds crisp.
"Any frequent run away, bang?" I asked to be sweet like someone who wants to borrow money, very sweet to make a flickering, but there is a desire on the end.
Om Za held my hand that was kneeling his leg, finally this man sensitized, do I have to make a thank you? because his sensitivity overcomes the sensitivity of the princess leaves shy.
He looked at me as his hand held mine, his gaze weakened me, just know that his little wife could not bear to be looked at this way. Must be nervous and feeling stripped.
"What do you want?" said it.
Damnn !!!! as I said, this guy knows. He understands my nature. There is no way this wife arrived well, pampering and massaging the feet of om Za like a salon employee.
"What's the noise ? how tired is it?" I grinned the horse.
"If there's anything to say, just say it. Is that really my brother?" ask her.
Don't realize this om om hot, do I need to kiss first until a second to be aware.
"Abang, would anyone like to talk to Salwa?" I ask heart of heart, actually I am afraid, afraid if om Za angry because I have been sassy to open an email and listen to his conversation with om Mirza, he said, do not let later there is a viral news of the husband who boiled his wife because of the husband's affairs.
"Do you know?" ask about Za.
"Safin Salwa bang, Salwa has been sassy to open the email brother, Salwa also did not intentionally horrify the chat brother same om Mirza," jaeabku down to play a finger.
"Then what is your decision?" my question began to look up, after there was no answer from Za.
"If a brother is re-elected to the Camat, resuming his term, would he agree ?" her question, looking me in the eye, was like asking for my approval.
"If indeed it can make my brother happy, insyaallah Salwa support, Salwa accompanied," I replied trying to learn adult. I know not about money, but all about the passion of life, maybe by being a camat can make om Za more grateful to know and close to people around, maybe, serving his native land can make him happy.
"Alhamdulillah, thank you deck. Adek is mature and wise now." Om Za hugged me.
"So you're going to go for 3 months to Jatim?" as I began to mutely, a trembling voice held back the cries that wanted to escape.
"Yes, but brother can't leave wife and brother's son !" the answer loosened the embrace.
"Ralat ! not a brother can not leave, but a brother who can not without a child and a brother's wife beside the brother," he replied again.
"Your lecture remains here, maybe after our return from East Java, you can study here !"
Enough to expect an arranged marriage with me he was far away from me, for the next om Za did not want to let me go, let alone the presence of Al Fath made om Za always wanted to be next to her son.
"So when's the end of my brother's current term?" my many.
" the next 3 months !" the answer.
"Are you looking for a suitable university for Salwa?" ask again.
"There's some, you'll think about it too. It must be in accordance with your wishes and abilities!" he got up from his seat grabbing a laptop and showing some college articles.
Just present little Al Fath in the middle of loneliness and silence of his home, umi and abi have to separate within 3 months.
"If Salwa and Al are here, Za can't sleep, mi !" answer om Za. Al's clear eyes were staring at the people around him.
"Umi will not be strong far from Al !" umi tasting baby Al.
"How long have you been there?" ask abi.
"3 months bi," replied om Za.
"Then what about Salwa?" abi asked while moving the tv channel,
"Guard school when you get back here, bi!" my answer.
"Be careful while you're there, Za. Help Salwa to take care of Al Fath !" pinta umi, manwanti wanti om Za.
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The petition letter has been signed, om Za has also won a seat back and continued his term.
This is what I hate, wearing a long span skirt and hijab, in public too, my way felt to be the son of the palace princess, again I met the mother's mother with a shiny mouth, and, I want to feel like I just chopped their mouths with leaves.
"Well, it's still a long time, huh?" whispered at the ceremony of acceptance of the term of office,
"It's just so doang ko ribetnya rich want to be president !" during the event that the mayor attended I nagged non-stop, added Pa* yu*d@r@ku who had begun to be uncomfortable because it was time at the pump for Al Fath.
This man just heard the welcome and the row of speech speech speech that I think is more called this sleeping drug,
"Bang, fear of seeping !" whispered again.
"Is it back full?" ask her whisper.
I nodded, "yes, it's full !"
"Do you want to help me empty it?" her question is a perverted smile.
"Do not fight here, if you want yu in the room!" I held back laughter, as well as Za, not no attitude I just keep my mood getting bored and tired.
Pan*tat I feel began tingling and hot.Tak's wrong om Za choose this job, he does look cool with this outfit.
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"Assynol !!" pekiku said hello.
"Yuhuuu, Baby Al, his son !!!" I miss my funny baby.
Umi appeared holding baby Al, my smile rising. True said people, fatigue and fatigue will disappear after seeing the face of the child.
"Uhhh his son Umi, handsome really. ko umi love really same grandpa !!!" I murmured him into a conversation.
"You're the same ab? really in love?" ask Za who is tailing behind. I looked, jealous !
"Honey and love dong !" seruku, may my snack rations remain safe, jajan,
"Oh my dear grandpa, umi should go to the bathroom first to clean clean, do not bring pollution and germs from outside !" tell me about Za.
"Dear brother, this is also going to take a shower !" Umi smiles at the behavior of her versatile daughter-in-law, can make sprains can make laugh.
"Yes son, Salwa shower first can hold Al !" umi pinta.
I take off my veil, and my oversized clothes, at least I have to compensate for Za if in photos or meetings.
My eyes circulated staring at some neat suitcases and contents, there really only om Za, me and baby Al. Without the umi and abi or the Aisyah and the Mirza, that would help us.
Guys..maybe some episodes ahead of the story Salwa and om Za will be over yes guys, still pantengin yes to completion and do not forget to keep supporting...😍😍
