Love Me Please, Uncle Camat

Fights throughout history

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Black crackle and I hung on the fence, kitchen garbage that has almost filled the trash can, coincidentally today is the schedule of garbagemen passing by. My eyes peeked to see a woman from earlier looking at my house, maybe the figure she was watching was busy fixing a water hose in the kitchen. Do I need to throw this crackle so that his eyes can not find out the husband of people? His eyes always leaned and glanced sideways at my house, unable to cross his eyes.

Blazing red lips rich in fire engines, and cheeks that were too rich in abis were pounded. Become a characteristic of mbak Siska. Do not know the course of makeup from where until it feels like people who see it just feel amused.

"Who are you looking for?" my many.

His eyes began to squeak, "engga," he looked up and left cynically. I shake my head, human behavior is getting more crazy, the world is getting old, is this a feature of the end times.

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"Assynol !!" Bu Surti and Bu Lia are sitting on the front porch, this afternoon if not a fruit that helps each other while relaxing.

"Girisham !!"

"Salwa's sister, this is !!" bring bu Surti.

"Where have you met yourself?" ask bu Surti.

"It's mom" I sat on the floor and invited Al to play.

Bu Lia's hand that unravels every strand of hair bu Surti deftly pull out every whitish hair. Favorite activities of the mother of the dimeh, do not need capital, only need the sincerity of the neighbor to want to pluck gray hair.

"Has it been lost to ?" ask Lia ma'am.

"Yes, mom. Maybe it was collected either brought because of the cold !" answer mom Surti.

"But finally met, right?"

"Femu ma'am, thank you for helping Roni !"

"Alhamdulillah, "

Bu Surti looked up and tidied his hair, then switched to carrying Al, already like a foster mother for Al.

The woman who seems to spend her lipsticks 1 in a month is passing, indeed her life is dedicated to making the lives of others disturbed and uncomfortable.

"Salwa, it's good if you already have a husband it is forbidden to be alone with a man who is not his muhrim !" chirps, like a match, my emotions go up to the sweet potato, women like him can not be left alone, even ease. His mouth was, rich in matchstick firecrackers. Just sober, Miss Lia and Miss Surti glanced at me, as if here I am the main suspect in the case of a disturbed wife. Never mind cheating, knowing a man is not allowed to be a man of angel who is at home. Only close to 5 meters he had picked up his weapon, especially if I tried to double maybe tomorrow I will be the target of his shooting. Just remember I was locked up in the room all day because Adam, Uni and the others came home without his permission.

"Salwa's mother??" ask Surti to ask for an explanation.

"Mbak Siska it would be nice for a woman to keep the attitude of speech, especially to seduce the husband of people and accuse his wife !" my answer is no less spicy. He rounded his eyes, feeling challenged by a boy yesterday like me, he bundled up with his nose mouth closer. Just stay punching him, he no longer need to use red lipstick and tools to thicken lips for a week.

"What mean?? who's flirting with who?" with disrespect he pushed my shoulder.

"Don't mentang mbak mbak Siska the old citizen of this village, and his age is old can continue to be arbitrary !!" I pushed her shoulder back.

"You !!" point at.

"What?? embarrassed ?? because of the glare again nyatronin my house every morning, expect brother out !! shame because every chance to meet brother is always rich in hot worms !! here I am !!" I took Revelation's rubber flip-flops and fanned this gillakk woman's face.

"Wesss less aj*ar !!! the brat alone had already dared to fight the elder !!" he was upset, Miss Surti retreated his steps so that this dispute did not affect Al, Ms. Lia broke up with me and Ms. Siska.

"Here, Salwa don't need to be served !" mummified bu Lia.

"Ga can be ma'am, this old man rich mrs mrs yukanya ask to be carded with a pitchfork !!" I answered with a waistline and looked up at Jumawa. The same height as me, eating the same as eating rice, what should I fear.

" Keep what the name if it's not strange if it's as cool as Roni, all also know Roni young people excel with a decent job, his face was handsome. Still young !" i'm her.

" Who are you with Roni?? don't just accuse me !!"

"Don't reason to look for sandals, but to cover your mode for dating behind the Zaky mas !!" I'm getting glaring, this is a bad guy, but wait ! how did he know that I was with Roni looking for sandals.

"Don't you marry Zaky's mas because you're a nervous boy ??!!" cerocosnya as if the face does not have a brake, not because of the loudness he shouted, but because the word said it, the tongue is not boned.

"Oh yeah, what do you want ? that's a sign girls like me are more seductive of faith than your rich mature woman !!" my answer.

"Sandal butut only sought, my sandals alone are better than yours !!! it must be a fake chan*nel !!" abugn. One piece of evidence came from his own mouth. My hands have been itchy, long time not together in the world of wrestling, usually my opponent is Venty. Forgive your magic wife this bang if this time my bar soul comes out.

"So that's Siska bumping my sandals??!!!" I further shortened the distance, his hand outstretched pointing at me, but I caught his finger first. Then slap him,

"Plak !!!"

He slapped me back very tight, sore, hot and a little impregnated.

"Women ko rough !!" his screeches. Let alone the incident is only a village biduan, MMA athletes even though I invite to duel. I don't know when I was in High School I was always fighting with Venty.

Sister Siska even pulled my hair so I let go of her fingers that I still gripped.

"Bak Salwa is already !! mbak Siska you can be silent no !! don't talk that no !!" miss Lia looks panicked.

I pulled back his hair that was broken, then twisted it, he screamed in pain.I gripped the other hand until he was in pain, as well as my hand that twisted his hair, the more I tightened the twist.

"Salwa, O Allah !!" miss Lia tried to break up.

"Yes, I am the one who grinds your butut sandals, do not be the richest here. Just live contracted !!" he answered in his ringing. Apparently my attack did not make his mouth shut.

"Please help me Miss Lia, this lady bar bar !!" the pekik asked for help.

"Makanya mouth mbak Siska guarded, already k.o still nyinyir !!" ms. Lia tried to release my grip. Anger rules everything.

"I'm a bar, so don't look for it because of me !! it should be old repentance, salaried to the mosque instead of seductive husband sedain people continue nyinyirin neighbors !!" my answer. Some people finally came, they broke up including Roni who happened to pass by.

"Geez mom, don't fight, it's like a boxing ring !!" pekik bu Rt's.

"Mak Salwa, Mbak Siska stop..shame !!" mr. Rt pulled Siska but my grip was too strong.

"Aaa.pak Rt help me, this woman is indeed less aj*ar !!" his screeches.

"O Allah, Salwa !!!" Om Za still with the official stelan grabbed and released my grip from the hair mbak Siska. In my hand a lot of her hair fell out.

"Enough !!!" said loudly.

"You are adults, you are not ashamed to see a child like Revelation !! look at Al Fath until you see his mother fighting !! and for you miss Siska, my wife is not what she is accused of !!" om Za eyes sharpen.

"What's this, what can't be talked about either !!" said mr. Rt.

"Just ask Lia ma'am !!" my answer.

Bu Lia explained everything that happened in the sipingi mbak Siska.

"Are you not taught manners, people are cut into pieces, your mouth should be cut !!" my word,

"Ehhh, here you are !!" mbak Siska tried to grab me again.

"God, it's been !!!"

"Bang, here comes the prime suspect who stole Salwa's sandals !!! why ?? tell me you want to be !!" my spoken.

"Huh, sorry sorry yes, I can afford !!"

My mouth feels itchy, it's been a long time my mouth is retired open disgrace people. It seems like this fight will be a terrible fight of all time defeating gladiators in Rome there.

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