Love Me Please, Uncle Camat

let your brother know you

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bismillah

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" has it ???" her questions broke my attitude, and I nodded like a dashboard doll..

I immediately took the camera and checked the shots

" best...!! " i giggled.I began to remember that I had to go back down the stairs, my face back pouting, why not the number of stairs is really a lot...tomorrow if there's a race up the steps I'll win.and my calf is like a pedicab calf.

" Om...kalo jump from here to the bottom of the pain ???will he die, right ??" I looked down, Om Za raised her eyebrows next door

" want to try ??" her question made me even more shudder

" his brother Salwa cape Om. must go up and down the stairs, later Salwa gede calf.." my reason.

" quick down the day has begun to darken, not yet praying maghrib.." he said who left me, 'ihhh ga no sensitize pekanya.I stomped my feet upset...

after I got under my feet I felt like I was going to fall off..

" Oh,, Salwa's feet want to get rid of...huwaaa...!!" I replied with a grimace, he clucked .." he said he wanted to explore Aceh, but just one place you have complained ..." he said lightly.

princess leaves are embarrassed just more sensitive than him when touched, this one man has been slapped, in tonjok still cuek...

" car...!!!" doorstep

" huh ??! brother !! carry you...?" ask her I nodded while poring .

" this is what my brother does not like, his manja you. "he said, instead of being asserted even more scolded...

a man sucks, and unfortunately he's my husband ..wants to cry out howling it feels but the sheer number of people in this place keeps my pride that lives as big as a match seed asking to be maintained...

" get up quickly, this is already in the maghrib time we have to return to the inn." he replied.

finally with the rest of my strength I stand continuing my path "the king of hearts." murmured as I nudged Om Za's shoulders...

I immediately dropped the body on the bed releasing the load attached, while Om Za immediately grabbed a towel and clothes instead .

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" clean clean first continue to take ablution.babang wait now, ga pake long..."

always so, it felt like I felt what it was like for the Indonesian people in the Dutch colonial period.." ishhh Londo...!!" sarcasmu , but no doubt according to , after finishing our bath prayer maghrib together.

" want to eat outside ??" when I reached for the back of his hand and brought him to my forehead, it seemed that tonight my feet could no longer walk, I decided to eat at the inn ,and Om Za who's looking for food outside.

" Once you look, Salwa wait here.Salwa's feet pegel, fear of being dislodged.." I replied.

" okay, get some food first, you wait here.." he ruffled my hair "what do you want to eat ??"

" emmhh whatever.." If I'm not the picky type.

Om Za grabbed the car keys and left.

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I rubbed my eyes when the air was very cold, the palpable part beside me there was no one, the water screeching signifies Om Za who was in the bathroom.

chequeleked

my eyes immediately fresh morning already treated to a good view of a mature man ,hey.eyes alone can not betray ,the innocent girl has changed... the water droplets that still remain on his skin want to snelus.vitamin daily me while he was with Om Za...

" wait, what do you want ??" my question was that Om Za would pull the towel off, my eyes were still not ready to see anything that would make my heart beat again...

" shirt change..."

" isshhhh...gau tau shame .. po*rno* Om..wait for Salwa to enter the bathroom first.." protest me who rush to find towels, and toiletries also change clothes.. Om Za smiled as she shook her head

my eyes are festering, my face and ears are heating up to hear an Om Za say that

" astagfirullah.. his mouth asked to be sewn.." said I, not feel guilty Om Za instead approached me slowly , contact me back up to the wall , ' 'Contact I came back ,honestly I feel not ready for the thing that smells of intimate smell.I close my eyes, right in front of me face Om Za, his breath fresh hit the skin of my face is like a bed, my heart dag dig dug is rhythmic.

" heohhhh...!!" he blew my face

" your brain needs to be washed.sana shower.." he said, I opened my eyes and looked at him sharply a set of toiletries I gave about his head, which had dared to prank me.he even laughed ,just this time I saw him laughing satisfied.uhhh his looks.cuek and flat alone are handsome especially if smiling and laughing like this ,woahhhh want me to crack aja face so that the eyes of women are not looking, especially Aunt Cut...

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Today om Za took me to a beach called Teupin Layee, a people's market box, a beautiful beach, beautiful panorama, and,and tourists who pass by become familiar sights on this beach ,not only that on this beach is also lined wooden house that almost covers the foot of the hill facing directly to the beach , dining hall, clothing store and coffee shop are also easily found here ,my eyes sparkled looking at the left side lined with life jackets, this was the vacation I wanted

" Om, we're diving, right Om ??" I shook Om Za's arm like a kid asking for a gulali..

Om Za approached someone around this beach 'it seemed to be a boat owner

" okay sir we rent.." Om Za took out some money from his wallet.

" where are we going, Om??" I ask that I'm impatient

" he said he wanted to dive.we will cross to the island of Rubiah.." he replied, not until 15 minutes we have arrived on the island ,the sound of waves that sound like orchestral music that melodious in the eardrum, I concluded Om Za is a man who does not have much promise but direct evidence...indeed, the promise of how to fight or just talk is never a lot of stale and necessary.

" Well, that's great...!!" point me, Om Za turned to some of the coral reefs visible from above and turned to me tidying up my wind-blown hair, collecting it into one

" where's your hair bond...??" I thrust it out of my pants pocket letting Om Za tie my hair, so that my white neck could be clearly seen, I lifted my glasses and put them in my head watching the sea

" sal...pain the diving equipment first.." said Om Za, assisted by a female guide I wear a long diving suit..

I went into the water with Om Za.... God is indeed the best architecture in the universe no one can match it to see ornamental fish passing in and out of coral reefs,not until 5 minutes fish here have been circling me with Om Za like fish fish here are familiar and familiar with humans...,sometimes I lift fish but because the fish slippery nyemplung again and splashed the water on my face

" emmhh...!!!" when the sea water came into my eyes

Om Za just chuckled "here brother.lap..." Om Za rubbed my closed eyes and blew on them

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" sal...already let's go up..your lips are pale.." invite Om Za...

" later Om.. Salwa is still at home with nemo fish." I whine...

" but we've been in here too long..." Om Za saw the anti-water watch

" it's about to enter the time dzuhur,sal.ayo clean, after that we look for food.." he persuaded, I still fun to play with fish ,chasing and catching him occasionally chuckles sweetly displaying my gingsul teeth

" Sailva...!!" his intonation was a little higher.I immediately sighed, if it was like this I knew he did not want to be denied...

" yes, om... "

" babay.fish...!!" say

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after clean clean clean clean we returned to the inn to pray dzuhur.and foraging, I was a little confused choosing to eat, whereas om Za chose to go to the coffee shop, so I followed.

it's getting dark all day, I and Om Za just hang out and walk the street around the store, I buy this and that to take home , do not forget all the famous foods here such as rujak klah, octopus satay, starling noodles and pingsun noodles I tried...

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I stood on the balcony looking at the star-studded night view that paddled the open ocean.

greupp....!!

I was stunned by surprise.At once silently pecked as I felt someone holding me from behind his hand coiled around my stomach, resting his chin on the tip of my head ,

" sal... Let your brother know you....".

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