Love Me Please, Uncle Camat
this is our home
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bismillah
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my heart feels stopped beating.there is a ticklish in my stomach, whether stomach acid or butterflies flying there, not I refuse but I feel ashamed now, I have to behave how, how, or how, butterflies flying there,om Za twisted my body, I bit my lower lip .
" sal.." call Om Za, 'ishhh don't know if I'm so ashamed, thankfully, I'm not a hermit.
" yes Om.." I answered briefly, to answer briefly my voice felt heavy.
" yes you have slept, tomorrow brother will take you somewhere." he replied.
tonight it looks like I can't sleep well 'hufftt said you sal..just so heart as strong as your iceberg has melted.
once in the morning I have woken up including Om Za, we will go to Medan.
" yahhh, even though Salwa is not satisfied here Om, not all places Salwa stop by.." I shuffled in the front car seat staring gamang out the window of the car glass ,this time we crossed the harbor again and continued our journey to Medan.
" next time we come here again as much as possible , wait if you graduate school and immediately move." he replied while driving a car.
hemm...moving yes....
after feeling pa*nta*tku who has tepos backbone that feels like it wants to break, finally the car stopped in a house that is not too big, the page was not much vegetation , ' he said ,still empty there is only one mango tree plant there black gate opened by someone from inside , Om Za lowered his car glass and nodded at the middle-aged woman in hijab.
" what time is it Om??" tanyaku blinked, because it was getting dark, the sound of the night beast was heard.
Om Za glanced at his watch "at 9pm." I flinched.
" huh ???! isn't it wrong ???how long are we on the road ??" many .
" 12 hours..." Om Za took my suitcase down and brought it into the house.
" huh ???! that's crazy!!" I said reflex, Om Za looked at me, often telling me to speak kindly and politely, but I always forgot...
he shook his head, blaming me who is a bad citizen who married someone with the predicate of loyal citizens to his country.
I stared at the gamang of a house that I was going to enter.a house not too big nuanced dark brown and white..
" heidkolina..."
" ha'alaikumsalam...."
" den.din.dinner mak cut already prepare.." said the middle-aged mother, while smiling at me I replied with a smile .
" mak cut this is Salwa ..my wife.." said Om Za.
" beautiful.dek Salwa introduce me mak Ina, just call mak cut.." he said.
" yes, Mr. Cut." my regards.
" mak , for the next few days I and Salwa will be here, so I can go home.."
in other words he is the guardian of this house .
after retiring, he went home ,
" Om..who's this house ???" tanyaku tailed on om Za who moved into a room , it looks like the main room of the paint is black and white...
" this is our home." he replied, I who was not yet fully conscious, immediately rounded my eyes.
" this is the result of saving a new brother a few years to the back of my brother wake up this house, only rarely occupied only on weekends only." he said.
"after this you clean clean keep coming down to eat." he said .
" om... This color is nothing else what ??ga there ga here the color is rich photo SD ...black and white.." my reproach, even my SD photo is already colored .
" rainbow color to Om or purple eggplant color is it, the seger or strawberry color is it.." decihku.
" it's up to you, then let it be replaced according to the color you like as long as not to be plastered with posters of beautiful men's men.." he did not want to take a headache about the color , ' 'cause ,the important thing is still able to close his eyes in bed, but he does not want if there should be a poster boyband boyband from the ginseng country.
" not a beautiful man Om, this, this is old-fashioned." I reproach.
after I finished eating, I was confused about what to do, besides watching, I just realized that I was in this house just alone with Om Za ,I glanced to the side where Om Za was struggling with his laptop doing his work with the focus of how if Om Za to be like , even though I was still not ready,my eyes do not focus on the TV screen, now I switch on my phone, see some chat from friends including Acha asking for news and do not forget souvenirs.., don't forget I giggled every once in a while because of their funny chat
" it's 22.30 ,sal..had entered bed time, you should sleep ,tomorrow you have to wake up early to do your duties as a wife.." he explained , ' she explained ,here it is one of his boring attitudes it seems he is not happy if other people are happy.
" meaning??" my lot frowned
" yes your obligation is like a homework assignment.mak cut will go home, if we are here he goes home." said Om Za.
what do I mean my duties like cooking, washing and cleaning up ??? why don't you bring some negligence for Salwa bang.biar is like my mom....
" but om.. Salwa can't.." my dumel refused...
" it must be able, it is your duty as a wife, to learn from now..." Om Za closed the lapotope and left me
" brother does not want if the brother's wife only relies on household assistants, the brother's wife must be smart to take care of the house and husband, also later our children later..."
whatt ????there is a sense of amused when Om Za mentions taking care of husband and child, what this means Om Za expects to have children from me .
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once in the morning I woke up cleaning and tidying up the house starting from the room and the other room, I tied my hair to the top, tucked it up,look at the natural ruler of this house he was standing in the doorway of the room watching me who was clean room
" be careful...!!!don't be there, the trash will be swept...!!" my sarcasm swept over with great regret.
" then the way of your pestle that there is garbage even more messy." but I do not heed his words , Om Za just shook his head inexhaustibly thought the sweeping person was already like a person who was playing golf alone...
" it's the mop in the water first, let's not muddle.." he said again, if you don't believe why even tell me why not alone, I said .
" yes nyah.." said I meredek, Om Za went down to the bottom to arrange the empty garden, the plan will be filled by a variety of plants so that the house looks alive and more colorful...I patted the couch cushion in the living room and cleaned it up, if only I knew far away here just to be a babu ,uhhh meningan nge mall with Acha only.
" sal..branch want to find some plants to make on the page, do you want to come choose ??" ask her instead of me at home alone, I'd better come along...
" okay Salwa come along, but Salwa change clothes first..."
" yes, hurry..."
" sllek..cekitt.....!!"
" pepper...."
" awww......!!" I rubbed my pan*t*at swab, I forgot that I just mopped the part and it still seems wet and finally slipped, sir's dinner gun is his name
" why are you sitting there ???" ask her innocently
is he pura bo*doh , yes I deliberately sat here
" just relax....!!!!" sarkasku , just wonder cold was bad, there was a pecunya sensitive if gini so I will not stand and wave to the camera
he smiled amusedly "brother knows you fell, the branch has told you that the mop lap was squeezed first so as not to muddle.." he crouched down.
if it does not intend to help do not need to be fooled also Om.make me more not like it , my annoyance is more mountainous ,tega how his wife fell even laugh at what kind of husband ,in the midst of the struggle my annoyance arrived my body lifted, 'contact I put my hand on the neck of the mature man ,hoffff...sport heart early morning.
om Za gently put me on the edge of the bed.
" is anyone sick ???" her question knelt in front of me, I shook my head
" there's no.. "
" next time the heart of the heart. hurry to change clothes, if you still want to come .." he asked .
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