Love Me Please, Uncle Camat

Love Me Please, Uncle Camat
Are you still living??!



Bismillah happy reading all 😘


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For several days the city has been hit by rain, as a result of which there have been floods in some areas.


"Where are you going?" I asked, because this man asked me to prepare a change of clothes for him.


"Will review flooded areas !" the answer.


"Abang sure? same who?" I asked, like there's a worry hanging here, in the chest. As I know the flood can get worse, at this time the water level begins to rise to the knees.


"Sure, there's Mirza there's Riski too !" the answer.


"Heart of heart ! does Salwa need to come?" my question, he shook his head.


"Just go to college, Afrian will pick you up ! if you're late !" answer again. As usual, this man does not want to be denied. Rather than later having to listen to spiritual flush all day better I will.


"Al, abi left first !" his kiss on Al's forehead is full of pity.


"officially??!" my question, pointing at my cheek.


"I'll say later, if it's quiet !"


"Usually when quiet, like added mode !" my lips are pursed manyun.


"Abang sure you don't want Salwa just meenin ?? what about brother Kangen Salwa?" om Za glanced at me, with raised eyebrows. As if to tell you the truth, don't worry fernando ??!


"God willing, you can meet at home !" the answer. Mentang potato last night has got his ration, now act no kangen, sweet as long as discarded, just watch out later tonight. Sleeping outside !


"Abang went first, "the hand on his middle finger coiled the ring between me and him, grabbed my head, then landed a kiss of sweetness on my forehead.


"Yes, heart of heart...Salwa said to study first, "


Before I go to class, I first go to the perpus, there are some books I want to borrow.


Thank God, last night I prayed a prayer in the third of my night for my day to be peaceful, it was granted by God. Since I first set foot on campus this morning, I haven't met either Nene Lampir or Zidan. Even the dark aura alone was not felt, hopefully this morning and so on they never again meet or cross paths with me. Or maybe tomorrow I have to throw a offerings at sea to throw si@*l. For both to go far away from my life.


I was reading a book looking for some resources for my assignment to be distracted by the show on tv. The average content of the news about the flooding that occurred, is indeed worrying. Even until there are some areas whose citizens have to evacuate, and what I know is the area that will be the destination of om Za, because it is the territory of om Za's leadership, indeed, in this library there is a television, like in the waiting room of the clinic. I looked out of the room, the sky was overcast. It's good if it's like this, lying down and eating snacks, back pull the blanket and hug the same om mature man. My mind wanders everywhere. I guess what my dead man is doing right now.


"Dicariin turned out to be even nyungsep here !" alisha.


"Hey, yes. Here's another look for some books for paper assignments !" I don't focus on the weather outside.


"Why Sal?" her question scrunched her forehead.


"Look at the clouds at this hour !" I glanced at the watch, the needle just showed at 10 a.m.


"Yes, the weather's rainy season again. Sampe in some flooded areas too !" the answer.


My do'a I hope today all the business om Za launched. The lightning is already chiming in on each other. Soon the rain began to rain down on the earth for a number of times.


"Maybe the hell, the flood went up again ?!" I asked Alisha.


"It could be Sal, Kasian deh sampe ngungsi also !" he said, "why Sal?!" alisha asked, finally she saw the look of worry on my face.


"Again there, Sha !" my answer.


"For the affected people ?" ask her, and I nod.


"You need to worry, Mr. Zaky has to choose a safe place, Sal !" lisha said sootheingly.


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"There are still some residents who do not want to evacuate, and choose to stay at home, sir !" said one of the volunteers and the village equipment.


"Subhanallah ! then I go there, check on the residents and affected areas !" said om Za.


"Za, it's not safe there. Not to rule out the possibility, the water level can increase again !" answer to Mirza.


"God is safe, there are others too."


Om Za joined a team of volunteers, he climbed into a rubber boat, made sure to persuade some wayward citizens, see firsthand how severe the impact was and how to fix this environment. As a person in charge, he felt he had to come down directly with others, not just the habit of pointing, without wanting to join the fight.


One who knows this region, shows where the affected places and some wayward citizens. Om Za decided to go to an old woman who chose to stay.


"But sir, this is quite enough in the water level" said one volunteer.


"How high ? did my height lose? here there are other people's lives at stake, " said Za. Volunteers scratch their heads, actually high water may be limited to the stomach of an adult.


"Is it still possible to get through?" ask about Za.


"Ma.main sir ! but.do not rule out the high possibility of water will increase !" hesitated answer.


"Then wait here, I try to persuade the mother who is inside !" said om Za. Don't know who the volunteer is, who he's dealing with. Let alone the newly glared he has submitted, I am the only wife and somewhat chatty and magic can never win if against him.


The man came down, sure enough water as high as his stomach. His clothes were soaked, plus the rain fell more and more.


Om Za convinced the grandmother to want to evacuate, by carrying items as necessary, such as clothes. After going through the process of convincing the hard, finally the nene was willing to also evacuate. Nene Nene just knows what's good looking. Because of the height of the water that does not allow the nene to walk, om Za decided to hold the nene on his shoulder.


"Come on mom, get on my back ! let me carry until the boat !" said it. The nene complied, and stuck in the back of om Za, who began to walk out of the house.


Om Za managed to get out of the house of the nene, greeted by volunteers. After raising the nene into a rubber boat, it was unexpected that the water from several meters from there overflowed again, because it got flood water delivery.


"Sir Zaky !!!" yells out on the boat. Their rubber boats were pushed back. Om Za is also carried away by water currents. Using HT, they communicated with the team at the refugee camp, saying that Za needed help.


Afrian came to the campus in a hurry.


"Sal, brother !" Afrian recounted the news he got from some volunteers who were his friends. Before long, I immediately gave permission to the lecturer and ran towards the parking lot.


"Who did the hell use go down directly to it !!! I know the weather is like this !!" I nagged myself in the car.


"Loe rich don't know bang Zaky aja Sal, he's as loyal as his duty !" answer Afrian.


"It could be Ian, if you can't, here I bring !!" Afrian was sprayed because of the slow pace of the car I think. My legs won't stand still, maybe if I count how many hundreds of beats from my feet to the Afrian car mat. I changed my sitting position a few times, so panicked.


Si@*lan once the man, just yesterday I was worried and even almost desperate, now he repeats it again. Just watch if I see you later, I'll handcuff his hands and feet.


Afrian even turned into spbu, in this situation he even kebelet.


I am angry and angry.


"Loe doesn't know the situation ! know I'm hunting !!"


"Yes sorry, his name is also kebelet Sal ! where to choose time ! " answer. When Afrian came to the toilet, I switched positions. Being in the driver's seat.


Afrian was about to get into the driver's seat.


"Loe to the side ! nyetir loe over time, he said often races !" my spoken.


"Emang loe can drive Sal?! you move, Sal ! let me just !" beonyas. Don't know, all this time I've been covering up my other mischief. In 1st grade of High School, I learned to drive a car with my dad. And sometimes silent I always bring daddy's car.


"Liat Sebastian Vettel in action !" my answer. I pulled the hand brake lever and gear, then gased, deflecting the car while looking back.


"Titts !!!" I honked the car horn, so that other drivers would give me the way, I raised the speed, Afrian had warned me several times like a mother who was nagging if her son played at times.


"Whispering !" my answer.


"Sal ! really, don't let us die silly !" answer Afrian.


"The other in the grave !!" lightly reply.


"Kamvrettt, " he muttered, I chuckled.


I swerved to the right and to the left, saw another 3 seconds of red light, I raised the speedo meter, making Afrian again nag.


I glanced until it was true that I did not cross one second the lights became red.


"Hoff !!! gillakk loe Sal ! I guess you can't drive !" afrian.


"You can, Acha, you know !" my answer was that shortly the car arrived at the refugee area. I take off the seatbelt and come down, leaving Afrian.


Half ran with a long skirt in the rain. Did not undo my intention to immediately check the situation om Za.


I went inside the multi-purpose building to find where the sub-district troupe was, some were dressed in safari, and I'm sure it must be the om Za troupe.


"Bang Riski !! where's brother?!" I asked to see nearby there was no Za om.


"Mother Salwa !" he was surprised by my arrival.


"Mr, "


"What brother??!" ask me impatiently, don't tell me he hasn't been found or anything. My heart was almost rolling and drifting.


"So??!" greet Mirza from the side.


"Om Mirza??! which brother?!" I almost broke the cry.


"There !" point at.


I breathe a sigh of relief, if only the answer wasn't what I wanted I'd bomb this place.


I opened the curtains of the infirmary, saw my man sitting down to treat his scuffed legs, with his clothes changed, only his hair was wet.


"Sir, "he frowned.


My eyes glared sharply, I entered and hugged her. But a moment later I hit him.


"Remember tau ga, Salwa's heart has almost been dislodged ! denger brother even went with the flood water !!"


"Salwa until permission, keep testing !!" a drop of annoyed tears mixed sadly dripped down his cheeks.


"What is always rich gini??!!! are you still living??! want to leave Salwa with Al Fath ??!!" tanyaku.


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