Love Me Please, Uncle Camat

Saalwa's life has not been collected

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"Salva ?!" peekit Zidan's. If I had not been afraid, if speech was do'a, then I would have spoken, would have pretended to be deaf, if I had met this young man. Contributing a headset in the ear seems more cool than having to hear the chatter.

"Sal !" the screech was chasing me, with no intention of stopping my steps. I just relaxed talking to Alisha. Assume that Zidan's voice was just a whisper of a ghoib that I didn't need to hear.

"Sal, sorry yesterday's problem !" he said, standing right in front of me.

"Surge ! " sarkanku. Do I need to get hit with stum to get this guy out of my way.

"Jawab was Sal" he asked.

"Udah is forgiven !" I said ketus, do not want to linger long close to him, can the woman with the mouth of the magician level nyinyir spread again gossip cheap gossip and accusations of foul accusations, I tried to take another direction, I tried to take another direction, because this strapping body is blocking my way, it is like a concrete wall supporting the overpass, large, blocking the view and clear hard.if hard concrete is indeed a hard definition, actually, it is, if Zidan is hard on his will, aka stubborn.

"Udah ka Zidan, don't bother Salwa again. Salwa is sorry, right ?!" alisha tried to help.

"Loe what the hell is it ?!" my sarcasm, as he deliberately shifted his position blocking my path.

"I know you're not sorry yet" he said. Hey, cabelita.ga need drama drama melow bin lebay ala soap opera that is not running around, because honestly I do not like men more.

"Loe budek is it ?! I am sorry about it. God is forgiving, what can I do?" my answer.

It attracts a smile.

"Not out?! or do I want to plug your eyes ?!" my threat.

"Gue don't need your smile, make me hurt my eyes, move !!" my sarcasm.

"But honestly, I can't believe you married Sal yet" he said.

"Keep my problem?? my mother's problem? serah loe, mau loe believe what you do, not my business, now you move aside, my man ! ready to chop loe !" I answered, seeing my handsome guy standing in front of his car, in the parking lot.

Zidan turned around, as I waved at a handsome adult man, he lowered his sunglasses.

"Sal, is that really Mr Zaky?" ask Alisha.

"Who, who then? " answer.

Zidan could only stare in disbelief.

"Bang, this is Alisha.Salwa-class management !" I introduced Alisha.

"Well, it's really lohhh ! handsome Sal !" kekeh Alisha's.

"The father is my son !!" embrace me in his arm.

"It's me first, Sha, "my name.

"Okay, I also went straight home !"

"Heart yes Sha, "

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"Who is he??!" ask about Za.

"Huh?? Alisha, I was just an acquaintance," I replied parrotting, don't om Za has started to become forgetful. Yes, his age is not too old.

"Not Alisha, that man !" point Za behind me, I see Zidan is still there.

"He?! Zidan, "I replied.

"So attitude !" om Za pointed at both of her eyeballs and then alternated into my eyes.

"Ihhh, Salwa ga never lyric glances yes, indeed brother !" my answer.

"Come in, "the door blocked my head from the car door.

"Bang, Salwa's hungry. Stop by yu yu !" point me at a diner, not far from campus.

"By deh, my brother has not had lunch, "he replied turning the steering wheel towards the parking lot of the restaurant.

"Later Monday, the inauguration brother returned. Adek must accompany !" said it.

"Pake uniform again?" ask me to remember the span skirt and the long shirt, making my movements unfree. Om Za nodded.

"Salwa likes hard road bang, use soan !" my lament.

"Only once deck, "persuade him.

"Where's the ceremony, right, bang ? add to the suffering of Salwa's feet. Likes tingling !"

"A ceremony where it's the same, it used to be in school you never attended the flag ceremony?" ask her.

"Yes, often ! although it is often late ! keep it in the sun in front, so the school artist !" kekehku remembers the school period in Jakarta, when it was often late.

"Randle !" mummified om Za.

"Bandel wayward gini ngangenin bang, "I replied.

Om Za covered my nose, "oh !" my ouch.

Za and I went into the restaurant,

"Bang, Salwa wants to go to the toilet first, not strong ! the message is the same !" I immediately ran to the toilet. While Za chose a seat, he passed by two other students.

"Eh, sorry !" windu said, because his steps blocked the path of om Za.

"It's okay, please go first," said om Za applying the principle of lastest first.

"Gilakk ! very handsome ! mature man dreams of this kind, Fa !" whispered Windu, staring in admiration.

"Loe doesn't know, it's Mr. Zaky." replied Fara.

"Huh?! time ?!" Windu immediately grabbed his phone and checked his instagram. See a photo of Za, whose account he followed.

His lips pursed, "yes, the original was handsome, " a moment later he remembered, if Mr. Zaky already had a wife and si@lnya he was me, his rival on campus. His face was immediately bent great, not accepting if every man he admired was even close to me.

"Not him, his wife is.." guess Fara.

"Gue sure isn't. Or engga, sir Zaky just maen maen kali ! he maenan sir Zaky doang ?!" windu said accusing me of not being.

I came out of the toilet, I looked around for Za, my phone rang, and the name of Al's brother was on it.

"Get, bang ! just scream a little bit like, don't have to be a nelfon too !" my nagging, "Dispose of the pulse," my scolding. Mother's definition of irritant, it's been attached since I had children. And I followed from the teaching of Mrs Surti.

" So brother should yell rich yell again in the forest??" behind asked.

"Yes rich in the forest also bang, thought Salwa tenyom, "I sat down.

"Udah pesen?" my many.

"Oh, "he answered.

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When I was about to move home, I happened to cross paths with Windu, he stared dislike me, which further tightened my grip on the arm om Za.

"Sweet, sugar baby !" muttered.

"Ignore the Salwa sirik ! pretty ga mark, sexy ga mark, "reply me.

"Why deck?" her question heard my murmur.

"That bang, flies come in here !" wide smile. Om Za shook his head, "where do flies enter the cafe ber ac?!" her question spread a look.

"There's a bang for the naughty fly ! yu came home Al was waiting !"

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If you used to be Za will be busy with his laptop. But now, it is Al Fath who will dominate the daily life of his ashes. This mature man was painstakingly nurturing Al, there was no awkward word for him. He even carried Al Fath while walking the afternoon walk.

"Hay the handsome umi !! now Al kidnapped abi keep nih ! I forgot this beautiful one !" I said, asking my baby boyish talk, he would only smile wide until his eyes narrowed.

"Fine smell asemm ! Where do you want, "answer Za.

"His son, Salwa has taken a shower !"

"Where to try ??!" om Za even deliberately smelled my body while stealing the opportunity to kiss me.

"Mode !" I pushed his jidat slowly.

"Here, Al sama umi.let her ashes bathe first !"

"Sir, maybe later tonight my brother's permission to go out for a while, meeting with the client over dinner. There's Mirza and Ramli too, "his permission.

"Yes bang, "my answer grabbed Al Fath.

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I tidied up the shirt and suit he was wearing.

"Don't be a mishap, his client what chick? if the girl mdingan brother cancel his meeting, just wait for noon ! later raided by the masses, amsyong !" nyeroscos.

"That's the mouth if the brakes are blong, brother kisses too !" said it. My eyes are squeaking,

"That's a big brother's hobby, nyosor nyosor rich duck !" my answer.

"Cup !" his kiss.

"You need to start, he says he wants to meet !" my word.

"May my brother abort, "he replied hugging my waist.

"Don't ! that's a big tender, right? if you come home not bring profit, it's my brother sleeping outside !" chortled.

"Matre !" another kiss on my lips.

"The responsibility is called sugar baby, "my responsibility.

"Yes my brother left first, don't sleep first, "bluff up.

Om Za said, he got out of the house to his car, drove his car to get out of the gate of the house. As for me, sit in a chair and start working on my college assignment.

Glancing at Al who had fallen asleep, made me calm to do my duty. Until I accidentally fell asleep while doing chores.

Om Za who had finished the meeting immediately rushed home.

"Surely Za, don't you want to be ushered in?" ask Mirza.

"God, there's Ramli, it's night. Kasian Aisyah if you have to wait too long. A pregnant woman needs to be accompanied by her husband !" say om Za experienced.

"Sipp deh boss, thanks for the attention, if that's me first," said om Mirza.

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The car went into the garage. He unbuttoned his suit.

"Have you just come bang?" Afrian who was sitting and watching, stood on his laptop and a stack of office files.

" Yes, you haven't slept?"

"No, there's a lot of work !" jasab the man.

"Okay, don't stay up !" om Za went upstairs, she opened the door of her room, her smile attracted curving.

"O Allah Sal, learn to sleep here, your son in bed alone, " murmured om Za. Then he carried me, but because it was not too deep, I felt a shock and woke up.

"Eh, brother !"

"Wake up? just wanted to move. Sorry to interrupt !" said it.

"Engga ko, yes Salwa overslept bang," I replied still in his arms.

"Because of the responsibility, Adek is awake. How about you take the evening sport ?!" ask her.

"Puk !!!"

"Hiswa Salwa has not yet gathered !!"

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