Love Me Please, Uncle Camat

Would be a caterpillar candidate

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"Cieee, Al's ashes are a lot of her fans !!" seruku taunted Za when he entered the house with a keteter holding a bowl and a plate containing food, but immediately helped him.

"Ciee, um Al's jealous !!" the answer sucks, as thick as a stubborn stain. Don't know what's here anymore.

"Milk bath sampe ! just to meet my brother, uh wrong, shower perfume "my word is full of satire.

"Make up from what time is it ??!!" added again. But this guy doesn't budge.

"Leave the deck, it's their business" replied Za.

"A lot of crazy !! ck tsk !!" when I saw how much food was being delivered, they were too kind to their handsome neighbor. But all also know there is a shrimp behind the bakwan, aka there is a purpose and purpose behind its goodness.

"Dek," om Za warned me about my bad word vocabulary, even in front of a very small baby Al, om Za always wanted me with his lessons about the education of children in the house should be as early as possible including the vocabulary of his parents at home.

"Sorry, release bang, but already insyaf," kekehku.

"Stand !!" I held the hand of Za who was about to serve food given by neighbors.

"Why?"

"It's not a pellet, is it??" my many.

"Husha !! can't suudzon, the guy's good intentions give even in suudzon in."

"Let Salwa try first, brother later !" my door was like a loyal bodyguard, willing to be his guinea pig. Not funny if later arrived love om Za turned away, auto bolster bolsters on the highway I admitted.

"Astagfirullah !!"

"Yes bang, Salwa is just kidding," I replied seeing the piercing glare of sharp eyes, if only my balloon eyes would have been broken in his gaze.

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"Come away first, heart at home. Don't make trouble with the neighbors !" willi.

"Without, most also fight snout jambak ya deck ??" I asked to seek a defense from baby Al, my face was made as ridiculous as possible to comfort baby Al who had been actively moving his motor nerves.

"Ck, you don't want to get into trouble with anyone, mingle with your neighbors and be a good girl !" answer om Za.

"Did you forget ? Salwa is no longer a girl !" my cock smiled broadly, making Za pinch my cheeks like playing squishy.

"Yes, be a good mother and wife, don't be naughty !" said it.

"Yes Salwa understands bang, brother chatty really rich mother who again collect the cost money an !" my answer.

"Yes, you are suspect, so it's easy to say yes !" answer back to Za.

"Dihh, likes suudzon same wife herself !!" my ketus.

"Abang go first, abi go first Al. Keep umi from getting naughty !!" he said to this 2-month-old baby, who smiled at Za, like father like son, a strong inner bond made Al smile to recognize his father.

"Al doang nih the beloved of sun ??" manyunku, despite being a mother, but the efficacy of his mother Al Fath is beyond the efficacy of Al on his ashes.

"Will it be on the sun as well?" ask about Za. I nodded quickly, thrusting my right cheek. But om Za did not rush to kiss the cheek from earlier this idle.

"That's a big nyebelin really !!" pissed me sulking. Om Za grabbed her bag and gave it to me to take forward. With a bent face I carried the bag forward.

"Now, "I thrust out his bag, he chuckled then stretched out to grab my head and kissed my friendly forehead.

"Go first, don't be naughty, don't macem macem, don't make usilin neighbors !" he said long times wide times high would be volume.

"Yes bang, just maen maen doang ko to the house bu Surti, bosen at home !" my answer is to go to Surti's house.

"Abang !!" while in the doorway, he turned around, I held my hand around his neck and kissed the soft lips of this mature man.

"Remain sweet, Salwa will change her mind !!" I replied, om Za frowned her eyebrows confused.

"She changed her mind, didn't let you do the work, wanted to lock your brother all day at home !!" my answer. He just smiled.

"Beuhhhh there's a tray? because Salwa has melted it needs to be accommodated to see the smile of his brother Al !" om Za shook her head, the predicate of young mother even makes me smarter to fight.

"Assynolayam !"

"Waalaikumsalam ! titi dj, bang !!" eyebrows om Za linked,

"Heart on the road brother !!" my peek. My eyes squinted, looking at my mother's tongue that shifted a few meters further indented towards my rented house.

Since when the vegetable shopper in front of the home pager, it has been ascertained the work of mother who wants to see om Za go to work. Since when also buying vegetables should wear clothes go and make up ria, I shudder to see it.

"Al, follow umi to the front of yuu, we shop !!" I grabbed and carried baby Al forward to greet the nongolous sun that poked my nose, as well as the neighbors who had turned into an impromptu village biduan because of the arrival of my handsome om om.

"Mom's address, "my broom smiled broadly with my gingsulku.

"Waalaikumsalam mbak Salwa, "they answered.

"Wahhh Al Fath is going shopping" Surti said.

"Yes bude," I replied representing Al.

"Mak Salwa if you don't mind following the mother of the village if you again gather arisan, let's know !" take mama rt there.

"Dibyo ma'am, rt ma'am here," I nodded. "Yes ma'am, God willing to say it first with brother, thanks for the welcome ma'am,"

"Yes Salwa, don't hesitate. Mr. Zaky can also follow my father if you again gather together and play chess," replied Minah ma.

"Yes ma'am thank you, I'll tell you the same brother,"

"Salwa sir Zaky is PNS ?" asked Mbak Siska, she is the widow of flowers in this village, I heard she is indeed a dangdut singer who sings from village to village, somehow his household life is still in its 20s has got the title of widow.

"Yes mbak, actually brother wants to continue his position as a camat in Aceh, but must follow his training here for some time !" my answer.

"Well, so Mr. Zaky camat in Aceh huh mbak?" sidelines vegetable, I nodded.

"3 months mom mom !!" added Surti ma'am,

"Sir, just stop by the house if you are tired of bringing Al Fath, let's play the same Revelation !" take Surti, Wahyu is an 8-year-old boy.

"Yes ma'am, when it's done at home !"

From that moment Siska's eyes examined me from head to toe, was she comparing myself to her?? my radar signal is on, maybe this is going to be a caterpillar candidate that I need to get rid of next.

"Well later on Sunday we happen to hold a meal event for residents while working to clean the streets here mbak, tell Mr. Zaky if you want to follow the community service event," invite bu rt.

"God willing ma'am, I will say..Then I can contribute just consumption, as a sign of my introduction and family?" my many.

The mothers nodded, "of course it's okay, we're happy" replied Rt and the other mothers.

Yupp ! the important points of humans if about consumption will certainly be connected. If the stomach affairs are resolved then the road.

"Then I will also bring consumption for the father, itung itung I can not help with energy !" mbak Siska.

As if not to be outdone by me, this biduan wants to participate as well, fix he asked to be sawn, sawn using sand one truck car.

"Well, it looks like the consecrated work this time will be full bu rt," exclaimed bu Rani.

I picked up some vegetables and the side dish, "This one's it !"

"Oh ready mbak, I count first yes !" the answer.

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