Love Me Please, Uncle Camat

Thanks baby !

Bismillah happy reading all😘

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If there is an effective do'a other than do'a mother, do'a wife, do'a orphan and a servant of peril, then I will do it. Seeing the calm face of Al who was asleep, the more I pleased, considering Al's face looks like om Za.

I went down to grab a sling bag, not forgetting to wear a hijab at the request of om Za, although not completely, at least when outside the house, then it is mandatory for me to close all parts of my aura. Preserving the honor of the husband.

"Abi, umi..Salwa can not only be eaten at home, while waiting for news from om Mirza same om Ramli ! Salwa's going to the airport !" my spoken.

"Salwa is better at home, accompany Al Fath son, " replied abi.

"But Salwa can't be over it, wait for something that's not sure bi.." I replied with tears. I'm sure if this happens to me or Al Fath, then om Za will not just sit down and tell his subordinates to look for me. It is certain that the man will intervene.

"Just wait for Zaky at Sal's house." replied abi and umi. It's almost maghrib, but Za hasn't come home yet.

"Where would something happen to you brother.mi, brother everywhere, Salwa ga tau ! What if something happens to you brother, or there brother.." I pause my speech,

"Why brother, deck?" the voice of someone behind me, the voice I wanted to hear. The voice of the man who made me cry all day.

"Assynolayam !" said it. I turned around, then ran to hug this man, really fragrant om my Za, really as comfortable and warm as my om Za. I looked up, looking at his slightly tired-looking shady face. My hand stretched out and pinched her cheek hard, until she complained.

"Astagfirullah, deck ! pain !" the answer.

"The husband came instead of being treated to a drink, and was even pinched equally dangisin," he lamented. I hugged this nagging guy, no matter if there was anyone else but the two of us. I assume the world is only my millik om Za seotang, the others are just spectators.

"Hmm, who was left..how would you be left to the Arabs ?!" lirih om Mirza's.

"Any human, right?? you're not a ghost, are you ?" many ensure.

"Wasn't your brother drunk?" ask her. Om Mirza and om Ramli laugh with Afrian, abi and umi. While me?? certainly pouting, but behind these pouting lips there is an immeasurable sense of happiness, it turns out that God still loves me and Al. Until he still allowed this one angel to keep me and Al.

"Will my brother be held in the doorway ? brother's been almost all day at the airport, tired of the deck." he replied.

"Ah yes ! Salwa grabin drink !" answer me immediately to the kitchen. Still in disbelief, I was confused as to what I was going to take.

"Thank God you go home, there are already a lot of negative thoughts in the brain umi, Za ! " umi patted her son's shoulder.

"Alhamdulillah umi, fortunately the aircraft engine was damaged, when the plane was close to the airport. So, it can still make an emergency landing, but it has to wait for the next plane. Batre phone forgets Za cas, let alone the plane delay."

"Meet Salwa first, from the morning your wife cried, " said Abi.

Om Za stood up from the sofa, approaching me who was making a drink. As usual, this guy always hugged me from behind.

"Abang misses Salwa" he said. A single tear escaped my eyes. I put down the spoon I used to stir the coffee, and turned around.

"Salwa's mind has gone where bang, brother do not stay Salwa same Al, "I cry on the chest om Za. She rubbed my head covered in a headscarf.

"Alhamdulillah adek veiled, brother will not leave adek and Al, do'a brother on the plane just want to meet you guys."

He kissed my old forehead.

"Where's the big brother now? brother is very longing, it has been almost a month not to meet ! " ask her, ask Al.

"Al above, still sleeping bang, "

"Abang wants to see him, how is his condition now?" ask about Za.

"Alhamdulillah is gone" I replied, om Za went upstairs.

I went in and saw that Za was kissing the entire surface of Al's face.

"It's been a month since I met, Al has turned father !" I said keep a coffee cup on the table. He raised his eyebrows next to.

"Yes, where is Al with Afrian ! " my answer teased him.

"You so, from now on you will be busy again to grab Al's attention. What was Al's general concern about also turning away?" her question let Al go back to sleep comfortably.

"Drink first, keep your brother clean !" I answered the cup. He sat on the bed and drank it.

"Salwa's heart is still locked here !" point me at Za's chest.

"Hmm, have this eaten !" om Za kept her glass and hugged me possessively.

"The adorable scarf grew, "" she replied, peeling an entire inch of my face until I chuckled.

"Too her hijab is opened, ga gorgeous gemesin that?" my many.

"Too the hijab is opened, not beautiful but sexy, make sultry !"za replied, I laughed again.

"Laughter is what has always been a cure miss brother.I do not imagine if this laughter is no longer for brother, "he said to cheering, considering that the incident had made his tough soul shrink, in front of God, he said, no matter how strong a man is, he will not be able to change God's destiny. He was so grateful to have the opportunity to see this laugh.

"Don't know how scared Salwa was, when he heard the plane carrying brother had a problem? Salwa is rich and alive ! thanks for coming back to Salwa and Al, "I replied.

"From now on, Salwa does not want to release brother, wherever brother went Salwa come, if you can go to the bathroom even Salwa follow !!" my words tightened my arms on this sturdy body.

"Here, don't cry, your eyes are like zombies ! thank you for being Al's little mom, a strong and tough mom, a dependable wife," she peeped my eyes.

I gave change of clothes and towels to om Za,

"Again down first, there's still Mirza and Ramli," Za said, I nodded. Unhijab and lay down next to Al. Crying all day makes me tired, and fall asleep.

So deep, even the Awakened Al was inaudible to my ears. Fortunately, Za went into the room.

"Assalamualaikum, abi's son !" Al was stunned to see a male figure that he thought was familiar, Om Za carried him, a second later Al smiled widely and excitedly moved his body, a male figure he was very familiar with, and he was very happy with his voice, who have not seen each other for a month. Don't worry, Al just misses his brother. Until it hurt, and the arrival of om Za became a drug booster for Al.

"Sorry abi wasn't with Al for the last month, son, but now abi's here with Al umi." He brought Al down with Umi and abi, while Afrian was taking off his longing with Acha via phone.

"Where is Za?" ask umi.

"My sleep, maybe soy sauce," replied om Za nibbling on her son's fingers softly.

"Let it go, don't let go of longing. It's been 3 days that he's been lacking rest, " replied Umi.

"Yes mi, "

"This is Al sama ummah first !!" umi took Al who seemed reluctant to part with her ashes.

"But son, abi wake your mother to pray isya !" said om Za, as if to understand Al finally want, but maybe after this Al and I will fight over Za.

Om Za opened the door, saw me still asleep. Looking at my haggard and exhausted face, made her rub my cheeks gently.

"Thank you, baby.."

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