Love Me Please, Uncle Camat

The power of mom mom

Bismillah happy reading all 😘

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It's true said people, women will be confused if invited to shop, especially if discounted goods. But it looks like I have not entered at that phase, seeing mother's mother in a row of discount goods early in the month just cringe, it's like seeing a high school teenager want to brawl. So duku when mom takes me shopping I always refuse, at least just drop my favorite snack.

"Abang wait here with Al, "om Za choose a seat a little away from the crowd, for the convenience of my 2-month-old baby, while I shop for monthly needs. The furniture we bought was sent to the rented home address, because Za and I did not want complicated.

Some groceries and other necessities I put in the push basket. My step up to the row of items that I really need, it turns out the price is indeed a discount, but unfortunately where there are discounted items there are many discount hunters, well this is the time, but, I learned to be a real mother.

Entering the ranks of discount seekers is indeed something that is proud especially if the intended item is obtained. A smile expands on my face. Not infrequently nudged or accidentally pushed.

"Done, "it's like I got the jackpot I'm glad to be untold. But instead of getting out of the pressure, I was pushed by the mother who struggled with each other, even though the supermarket provided in stock, until the basket hit my small body and scratched my hand.

"www !!" my spoken.

"Ehh, sorry deck. I don't see !" said it.

"Ohhh, ati dong bu !" my answer.

It turns out shopping makes me sweat, "fragrance cape too, good luck aja baby Al ga come, if you have a gemoy baby I can scuff !"

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Some of the shopping has been done.

"Puck !!"

I keep the groceries in front of Za who is busy playing with baby Al, fortunately I immediately approached them, look at the eyes thirsty for caresses, a clear man who is carrying a baby is seen until ileran.

"Well, what's that?!" ask about Za. I sat next to Za opened the plastic grocery and opened one of the drinks that had been purchased.

"Huff !! thank goodness !!" after gulping the water.

"Yes bang, uhh tomorrow if shopping do not start the month gini ! already tiled a people in the dalem, mentang mentang abis gajihan whether early month discount!" reply nagging. Om Za picked up the tissue and stretched out sweat on my forehead.

He chuckled, watching me grumble to explain the supermarket dominated by the power of mother mother, but a second later he saw a blister in my hand.

"Why hands?" ask her.

"Oh this, it was the same scratches mother's basket, he hunted for fear of going out, same wrestles other !" answer honestly.

"Ga what is it ? we're taking medicine !" answer om Za.

"What a shame, Salwa is strong momy bang, it hurts more to see brother and sister with other girls !!" I said, Za throbbed.

"When are you with another woman?" said.

"Can you bang, Susan??" my many.

"Have not discussed , let's go home.from earlier Al thirsty," Om Za gave baby Al to me, then grabbed some groceries. For her welfare she doesn't want to talk about Susan.

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"Oh yeah, Salwa forgot to bang. The intention of the neighbor's acquaintance let it not be said to be arrogant, but in relation again ngerubunin vegetable so Salwa buy, let's not be too embarrassed !" I said to put Al to sleep. After going back to the supermarket, Al fell asleep.

"What do you want cooked?" ask about Za. Let alone om Za, I just did not know it would be flanked by vegetables that I bought earlier.

"You know, throw it away ?" I replied approaching the hot guy who was tidying up the groceries.

"Don't mubadzir" he answered briefly. Sure enough I said, tomorrow I will be Roy Kimoshi's men can guess what has not happened.

Here there will be no aunt who tidied up the groceries, so this man is my housekeeper, flexible and multi husband. In addition to living partners, bed partners he is also a partner in the kitchen.

My hands were coiled around his stomach, hugging this mature man from behind.

"Ga need to go fishing deck, "he said without turning around.

"Salwa ga angling ! just wanted a hug. Can't ya ?" tanyaku smelling his scent has indeed become a canduku, a longing-drug.

"But your hand tickles my brother," he replied with a stupor if my hand was nosy bothering him.

"What's so old, what else ?" I was curious.

"Now, cut it !" suddenly he offered the vegetables I bought to cut into pieces, and he was ready with a variety of kitchen spices.

"Cihhh !!" the intent of spoiled indulgence even ended up being a helper in the kitchen. There is no reward after a day of fighting among the discounted goods fighters. Tired.butuh spa !! scream in the heart.

"Astagfirullahaladzim deck !" yells. I was laughing in shock.

"Why?" I just realized I've been finely chopping vegetables, so upset.

"Jeez bang, Salwa ain't focused ! sorry !"

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The results of chef Zaky's cooking, so uncertain shape. It has been on the carpet, there is no expensive sofa or just a wooden chair, just a carpet so as not to get cold. It is a shame if it is only worn for 3 months. If Zaky mubadzir says.

Although the shape of the vegetables is strange, but guaranteed to taste good. It is cooked with love.

"Start shopping tomorrow, let's not wasteful. Brother also misses with adek cuisine !" said it.

I nodded, not stingy, he said, indeed he taught that having possessions is not a measure of independence, having a lot of money does not mean making me a spoiled wife who can't do anything.

"Tok..tok..button...!" za and I glanced at each other.

"Let your brother, keep eating !" he said, I nodded.

"Asaalamualaikum, "back bu Surti came to the house with a bowl covered with rice paper.

"Wa'alaikumsalam !" answer om Za. I quietly peek apparently this time not only Surti ma'am, but there are other mothers carrying bowls and plates. The appearance of those who dress up also wear perfume, because the smell of their perfume smells up to the inside, it seems they are not just spraying on his clothes, but bathing in it.

With red lips blushing and the best clothes, they gave their bowls to om Za under the pretext of a welcome welcome. It seems like their usual clothes they wear for the condangan, seen from the sequins that blink blink blink, some even wear tight clothes, whether you want to try !

"Good night Mr. Zaky, this is a little food, I deliberately loh pak make this to welcome the father of the family, tasted yes sir !" mesem mesem itself makes me shudder amusedly.

Apparently not in Aceh is not here, the row of hardline fans my husband is always reckless and bright bright, right patit diacungi the thumbs of the neighboring grass is always ahead, lest I make a mistake. Little did I shift my position so they were happy to judge and depose me. Oh my goodness, my mother, as bad as your husband is your arjun.

"Wah.wah.dek, look at your abi after this must umi love kiss until a second. Let the pellets last long !!" mumbled chuckle.

Assalamaualaikum gangs, sorry for a long time, in addition to the dense real life and divide time with other stories, but the reason for the plot that has not been found to be the main reason. Mimin just wants to give a different plot from other stories. Due to the regulation of Noveltoon which increasingly tightens the selection of quality novels, it can reduce the intention to end the story quickly before reaching the minimum number of characters. So mimin ask for support and prayers yes for Salwa and om Zaky, hopefully mimin can update every day with an interesting storyline for all readers. Tetep support Salwa and om Za yes guys 😋😋

greetings mimin and family love me please uncle camat ❤