Love Me Please, Uncle Camat

Strong mom

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"Salwa's mother, right?" ask the mother.

"Yes?!" I looked up, someone recognized me as ma'am.

"So?!"

Let alone them all, I was surprised.

"How is the news mom, maybe mom forgot.mother once came with my father to our village, to build community facilities. Before I moved here !" yells.

"Well, "I remember maybe when the memories of me playing ball and my shoes stuck.

"Thank you so much mom, you're always good everywhere. How are you, mom?" he invited me to chat, while the other eyes stared interrogated me.

"Thank God, ma'am ! good brother, currently.beliau is still in Jatim, is in training. For a new term" I replied.

"Alhamdulillah, play to the house of ma'am." he asked.

"God willing ma'am, Salwa will play with brother !" I replied immediately, instead of trying to evict just seeing the gaze of a college friend to me, especially Windu and Zidan was like seeing a se*tan.

"Sorry.sorry ..I am so ngaler ngidul.ibu is busy, later if there is time to play here again ma'am !" her door.

"So soon, Mom, you know Salwa?" ask Windu.

"Of course deck, this is Salwa...Mother regional court *******, wife of Mr. Teuku Zaky Ananta !" answer the mother.

"Huh??! Teu's..Teuku Zaky??!!" asked Windu in disbelief.

"Yes, handsome camat ! " the mother's chuckles, but I smile instead, which means the mother's eyes are still normal. Hm.I so miss my stiff om om.

"Ah, I know the same handsome one. Salwa will tell you the same brother,"

"Then we say ma'am, assalamualaikum !" pampered.

"Waalaikumsalam, "I replied.

"So??!" call Alisha.

"What?? I want to go back sha !! tired !" my answer does not want to say much, let them see for themselves the facts, explain until the foam is just a waste of energy as doang breath, Mubadzir.

"It's over, right?" it just so happens that Afrian has already taken a phone call, to pick me up near here. Yang si@*lnya again Afrian even brought a car owned by om Za, with the reason his car entered the workshop after driving me. I thought I was showing off again, my mind.

"Sal, that's Loe's cousin right?!" show Alisha.

"Oh yes, Ian !!" my peek.

"Sorry everyone, I say goodbye first." I said.

Windu is really dead fleas, he did not make any sound, but before he had been koar, that I was just a pest here.

"Why bring your brother's car?!" my many.

"My car's in the workshop ! Sal, Al Fath has a fever, " said Afrian.

"Huh??! my son is sick?" my many.

"Yes, umi just said, "

"Ko, umi ain't my phone ?" my many.

"Maybe umi is afraid of disturbing you, well you happen to ask for a pick up, so umi told me to make up until !" the answer.

"Yes, my heart is not calm !" my door.

"Ready brother-in-law !!" the answer.

Arriving at home, I immediately looked for where Umi and Al, I threw a bag just any, like in it there is no valuables, even though the wallet and mobile phone I put in the bag.

"Umi, Al !!" I'm looking for both.

"Yes son, Al sleeps !!" answer me half whispered.

"Mi, Al fever??" my panic.

"Perfectly clean clean Salwa first, "pinta umi.

"Yes umi, "I turned my head to see my little angel lying on the instant compress.

I immediately went into the bathroom, then switched to seeing Al. I held her body, it was hot.

"39, 5 degrees C "

"Oh god ! shouldn't we just go to the hospital, mi ?!" my many.

"If this afternoon hasn't come down yet, let's take it !" umi answered, I touched her little hand. If I could ask, I'd ask for the pain to move it to me. Not for a second, I moved on from this side of my little hero.

I blinked my eyes a few times, and I fell asleep in Al's room. My back touches the entire surface of Al's skin, my eyebrows are tied. I quickly searched again for a thermometer, stuck it between the sidelines of Al Fath's armpits.

"O Allah has not yet come down !!" If you obey my heart, I want to cry just roll in the streets and complain to om Za, jeez !! I haven't told my husband. Let alone give him the news, just remember no, I panicked and asked the house person to prepare the car.

"Mi, Salwa take Al to the hospital, the heat hasn't come down yet !" I said to umi.

"Yes son, try to call Afrian, umi saw that he was teleconfrence meeting, just look. Is it done?" umi.

"Yes mi,"

" Aian !!! Ian !!" call me.

He was in the back yard, though,

"What the hell is Sal, I again teleconfrence no ab..."

"With me to RS, Al has a fever it's down !!" my door. From across there, Za who was following the meeting through an online connection, was surprised.

"Ian, Al's sick??? where's Salwa??!!" the meeting had to be postponed first.

Om Za called me a few times, but my phone was in my bag. Until it is not heard by me. Afrian prepares the car, and Umi prepares Al.

With Afrian on my way, I took Al to the hospital.

"Sal, let me take the queue number first !" afrian.

"Patience, dear Umi, "I said monologue.

I only realized that my phone was left in the bag, and from noon I had not told Za. After the examination was over, my feeling was quite relieved, the doctor only gave Al the medicine, if the 3 days had not gone down as well, it might have to come back.

Umi and abi were no less anxious, waiting.

"How's son?" ask abi.

"Alhamdulillah abi, Al is only given medicine, we see the next 3 days, hopefully the heat will go down !" my answer.

"Son, just now you were on the phone ! he said it was hard to call Salwa, " said Umi.

"Yes umi, Salwa forgot. Salwa is panicking !" my answer.

"Umi, abi, Salwa to the bedroom first bedin Al ! om Ian thank you for "my pamphlet.

My phone shook, I was surprised to see the missed call and almost all of them were Za om names.

"Assynolayam !"

"Waalaikumsalam, alhamdulillah.kamu where have you been??! brother called you from the afternoon ?!" ask about Za.

"I'm sorry, Salwa forgot to bring the phone, just now hold it again,"

"Why didn't you tell me Al was sick?" ask about Za.

"Yes, sorry bang..Salwa is also known as Afrian from Umi. This morning was good !" there were a few tears welling up, feeling incompetent to be a mother. I was so excited, seeing the sick Al, with his haggard face and his weakness, my mother's heart was sliced. What is this feeling umi or mother first, when her daughter's son was sick.

"Dek, don't cry, " said Za soothingly.

"Salwa ga becus be mom bang, Al sampe sick and Salwa just know after umi ! try if Salwa ga college, try if Salwa ga follow social service !" my words are interspersed with a lot of fun.

"It's okay deck, Salwa mom is great !! Salwa great wife !!" answer om Za.

"Sad bang, don't have to look at the face of the haggard Al.in pain for Salwa aja, bang !" my whims are getting louder.

"Sick is human deck, adek must be strong there and tough for Al, for brother too ! and I'm sorry you're not even there right now, "sorry. I just nodded.

"Dec, listen brother, no man has ever been sick, neither has our son !" his answer gave me the support of a different island.

"She has to be strong, Al is grateful to have a mother as good as !" returned answer. Very clear difference, when om Za is not there by my side.

"Yes bang, "my great-grandson.

"Have you eaten?" ask Za, please,

"Already,"

"Yes, my brother closed the phone, it's time to get some rest !"

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