Love Me Please, Uncle Camat

afrianism

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I was like a chicken, was this just a coincidence.

" Of Za...are you ??" point me in turns to Om Za and Afrian.

" Afrian's brother's cousin, brother." replied Om Za who put one hand in his pants pocket while looking at Afrian expressionlessly, and who was stared at like he was digesting all this coincidence.

my ability and IQ in the wind suddenly dropped to the bottom of the abyss hearing Om Za's confession

" isn't your brother coming to Jakarta because he wants to see brother's wife ???" tanya Afrian finally opened his voice after a long silence .

" yes." she replied as she pulled me into her embrace, her hand crept into my waist, I could only look down like a shamed princess leaf shrinking if touched by touch , I could only look down ,at once my nyaliku shrieked between these two men, let alone Afrian who began to stare sharply with a hardened jaw .

Afrian saw every moment before him "so bang Zaky loe sal's husband ???" tanya Afrian turned to look at me like she was about to swallow me round, please do not look at this laser ..!! it makes me like a patient ready to be judged by the masses...

I nodded doubtfully "yes..so loe is Om Za's cousin ???" I asked back, instead of answering 'Afrian wearing his full face helmet and then gas filled with frustration, I could feel it, even anyone could feel Afrian's current annoyance,

I just found out by now that Afrian is the son of Om Za's uncle and aunt...

" the habit !!" muttered Om Za coldly seeing the attitude of Afrian, had become a habit from the first Afrian very difficult to regulate he tends to be a child of dissent and often do the act...

" Afrian one school with you sal ???" om Za asked, I want my heart to say that it is no longer a school even he is always chasing me like a psycho...

" yeah Om, where does Salwa know the end Om never said." I replied whizzing into the house, wanting to immediately end the conversation about Afrian.

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dinner this time is very kuresapi every moment, this is my last dinner here with my father, mother, and sister before tomorrow I change status to Acehnese...

" mother and father just want to pesen one,ka.baik both there nurut same husband.." said mother representing the message father ,

I nodded to have understood very well this one message, indeed it must be according to if still want to live it thought I.

" Za.titip Salwa.keep the daughter of the father well good.." instantly the atmosphere of dinner became sad.

" ka.loe heart there , do not be a dissident ntar boiled bang Za.." the suggestion came out of my sister's mouth .

" this is my last day here.. loe still want to fight what ???don't miss me." I said

" loe it just moved to sleep, Aceh is still one Indonesia, kalo kangen I can follow.." he replied , if thought there is a truth anyway.apa indeed men think more realistic and cute.

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two suitcases became items that I will carry, most of the contents of my clothes and accessories, although in fact only some of the clothes I carry because they do not qualify Om Za...I stared at the room that has been a dozen years accompany my day .

ohhh..!! not that I don't like his presence, just that he came because Afrian is Om Za's nephew I just think positively maybe he wants to say goodbye to his Om...my eyebrows shot up at him who put on a sinless face in front of Om Za and my parents, very clever acting as if nothing had happened, not yesterday the look on his face was upset and angry.

both of my suitcases were already in the middle room, and Afrian saw that.

" why are you here ???" ask me with a cynical tone.

" kaka.pasa nanya so, this Afrian cousin bang Zaky." replied the mother.

" hay sal..gue wants to say goodbye with my new brother-in-law and Zaky." she answered with a bitter smile.

yes know bun...!!! but I knew there was another purpose for coming here from the water of his face only I knew it was a lie ,,,

" sal.. Brother bring a suitcase first to the car, if you want to say goodbye first please ..." Om Za instead left me with his crazy niece, after mom returned to the kitchen and dad who was ready to be ready in room , the plan was that my parents would take me and Om Za to the airport .

instead of me just being alone with this lunatic here, I better help Om Za put my stuff in, my footsteps bulging out but being held back by Afrian

" sal...why should bang Zaky.." he said staring at me, his gaze could not be confirmed.

" if you ask me, I don't know what the answer is, you better ask me and Ortu Om Za.." I shook my hands, let go of his grip.

" sal....Is there any feeling for me at all ??? even though I will fight a little bit ???I know you are the same bang Zaky ga love each other, you are also sure that people as cold as bang Zaky there is never any love let alone love the same loe.... "

my hands clenched hearing the words Afrian "just enough, Rian...you what do you think of me as Om Za...??!!! better start now loe lupain me. find another girl who can nerima loe.." said I.

" sal...gue likes it like you....!!" Afrian acted recklessly this time he pulled me by force and hugged me, his Samson strength is hard for me to resist

" let me go,ian..loe crazy???!!!!" pekikku in the middle of my struggle .

" buck...!!!" Afrian fell into the corner of the room, my hand pulled Om Za into his arms.

" Om Za.." I closed my open mouth.

Afrian touched the corner of his lips that bleed, when his mother and father came out heard a loud noise because the door of his room was not far from the middle room

" astagfirefly...!!!" the two fell over and the father woke Afrian and the mother looked for the p3k box.

" what's this, Za???" ask dad

" keep your attitude Afrian..!!!" the cold voice made anyone who heard it will freeze, I have never seen Om Za angry, when upset or angry at me alone far from the word sinister.

" sorry well.for this mess," regret Om Za his gaze withered on father, a sign of respect

" Salwa ???" asked Dad turned to me who was still clutching the Om Za T-shirt to keep him from getting carried away by emotions.

" i like Salwa,om.." replied Afrian bowed "sorry sal.gue maksa maksa maksa maksa loe.." his great-grandson.

" what is it ??!!!" scream father and mother

" respect Salwa as brother's wife, Rian....!!" answer Om Za.

I took Om Za to sit, and the mother took Afrian to sit in the opposite seat with her father mediating.

" so Rian's son likes Salwa ???" ask dad, he nodded.

" Salwa is married to Zaky, Rian's son.so it's best for Rian.." hasn't yet passed on his words.

" i know Om.Then I say goodbye, sorry has made the atmosphere become chaotic.." he said bowed lethargic.

" once again sorry sal. bang Zaky got greetings from mamih equally papih sorry can not see them again outside the city." he said before really leaving the house.

Om Zaky just nodded as the answer, his eyes were already upset and angry at Afrian who had dared to embrace me by force, the Afrian gelagat already seen from yesterday by Om Za but he let , ''em ,and hoping by Om Za's confession, Afrian will realize, but he forgets that Afrian is his nephew who has a reckless and rebellious nature, what he wants must be done, including me.

" you're okay sal...??" tanya Om Za stared worriedly, my hand that was reluctant to loose, remained in his position hugging Om Za's arm, reflexively my arm was aware of where to seek protection.

" excuse Afrian's attitude, he was like that since long ago always spoiled with material but never get the attention of uncle and aunt" explained Om Za , ' said ,the touch of Om Za's hand that tidied my hair was a calm for me, mother and father smiled "yes it's important that there is no misunderstanding now, because it is noon , you will be left behind by plane ,we'd better get going now." Dad got up from his seat.

om Za's hands always embrace and never let me go, what from now on Om this mature man will always hold my hand and never let go.....the thorny problem of household soccer with household exams is waiting for us ready to shake the foundation we are building

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