Love Me Please, Uncle Camat

Love Me Please, Uncle Camat
the Om Za area



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bismillah


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Om Zaky chuckled until his jakun quivered, seeing my expression is very funny according to him.


" Sister just kidding,sal .. You want to do it when you are ready ! " clearly, still talking about this gray thing makes me ashamed, I'm still a boy, Om ! doesn't Om look like a pedophile.


What does it mean that Om Za wants to do it with a little girl like me, I immediately glance at the shape of my body through the front mirror.


" did I enter the Om Za criteria, or the shape is too small for a mature man ??" I shudder to get rid of the thoughts of dirty thoughts, mostly slang with Acha yes like this .


" you why, 'sal ?" suddenly his smile grinned "your mind don't travel !" say Om Za


" engga !! who would have thought that, 'Om Za might have been talking about everywhere....!" I said I do not want to lose, but it is true that my brain is not traveling anymore but backpacker...


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Immediately, after greeting Umi, I immediately opened my veil in the room and turned on AC , as is my habit all this time who immediately dropped to bed,


" quickly change your clothes, accompany your lunch brother !" since when did this dead man of mine become a spoiled baby gorilla, just eat it for company ...


Before long I changed clothes because Om Za was waiting for me at the dinner table, taking the rice and the side dishes.


" get used to it every day like this , the branch will go home for lunch ! " he said, I nodded once Hitler was still Hitler.umi who saw only a big smile admitted that his only son was in the middle of a young leaf persimmon he had married ,it's funny how he fell in love and wanted to be noticed by me is by commanding me with a command order that is quite excessive. 30 years is not a moment to get to know the character and character of his son, and his son,he understood very well Om Za is not a man of command or a person who always depends on others, precisely he is a man who is accustomed to doing everything himself and is often relied upon by others ,he is not the type of spoiled man like the man who is now in front of Umi now, while telling me everything he wants under the pretext of a wife's obligations.


" What time do you come home ?" ask me after I finished eating and now ready to take Om Za to the front door .


" office hours at 4 pm,sal...! " answer


" okay "I cried "heart on the road !" I waved my hand at him.


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This is my ordeal for the next year , not to be finished my annoyance which is plastered by Vishnu from the gate , in the class of someone who is pretentious close-knit already greeted me with an unusual sweet smile.


" good morning Salwa ! " who else would it be if not the class president .


I drew a smile, not wanting to be called arrogant "morning Adam "I replied, Nur seket with his brazenness since yesterday was ready to scold me with a myriad of questions


" sal, why didn't you tell me you knew Mr. Zaky !! " the thrill made a classmate suddenly look at me curious.


I raise my eyebrows next to "not just knowing but sleeping in bed with him ! " my mind is honest, but my mouth can what ??? if until I'm honest it's the same as me killing myself to take my name out of this school .


" yes, I know him "my answer is yes


" wahhh !! sal , who is he who are you ?" ask another person who suddenly approached me, sitting on an empty bench in front of me


" it must be his uncle, so you called Om, right sal ??!" ask and argue Nur.


I smiled broadly but bitterly "yes "my answer, just let it be spit.


" well, sir Zaky is my role model, I ngefans heavy same him, I graduated later I want to like him !" jumawa said to a student named Pian.


" huuuu, just repeat your value red, want like him ,dream !!!" the other sarcasm


Apparently compared to me they know better with the figure of the father of idol camat throughout Aceh.


" he would be smart to study only at the University of Indonesia .." replied a student who joined.


" not to mention he is a businessman "plus Pian added value plus an Om Za,


Morning has blessed my husband, great you sal !!! my own mind scolded me.


" he was very cool, I was given his rich soul mate ,uuhhhh ..ga will reject !!!" say another emotion .


" just dream you ! "sarkas Adam "the news is that he is close to his beautiful secretary, some even say that they are married !" adam's words felt like a bomb to me, feeling hit by tens of kilos at a time.


" who said ??" I asked a little cynical, he could usually match Om Za with a tenacious model aunt kepet again baperan so .


" it's not sure yet ,dam ...only bird news !" nur did not justify .


Apparently this is the rumor outside about Om Za, it is clear that the public considers them there is a relationship, how not all the time Om Za is plastered continuously by Aunt Cut, this can not be allowed to continue ,


I frowned "ko so me ??" many .


" Salwa is beautiful !! you are his nephew ", Adam replied.


" ahh yes ..." I grimaced almost forgot, I immediately said "ngga , Om Za no relationship anything with his secretary, indeed his secretary is a kegatelan !" I'll just add the spice to the annoyance there.


" the time ?" ask them," looks like a rich good girl good !" uni says.


" well outside not necessarily inside !" nur sarcas.


" beuhhh, that's right baby !!" I pointed at Nur jumawa .


" wow !! if that means a single-dong camat sir ! " exciting joy Uni .


" dry !!! sal if there is a group assignment in your house yuu !!" bring Nur.


my mamposss !! if they knew what they would think of me.


" all you want to see how the daily life of Mr. Zaky "cries those who make Om Za as the object of their genitals, I shudder, ' I said , so Om Za in the eyes of the Acehnese people even though Om Za is only a camat but seems like his prestige exceeds that of a president.


" Om, the tenant tomorrow wants to come to the house for group work" I said asking permission from Om Za to bring my friend to the house.


the flashback


" the 25th-page assignment is done in groups, gathered next week."


" yeee !!!" screeches of excitement from some of my friends, especially my group friends, if usually given the task they will complain, but this time they even screamed joy until Fatma was astonished.


" your parents, Pian and Uni used to complain that every mother gave her a task but now it seems so excited !" said Ms. Fatma.


" yes my dong bu has changed ma'am, as a brilliant student must indeed be enthusiastic in learning !!" he said jumawa in another soraki.


" huuuu preetttt !!!" ledek Nur's.


flashback off


Om Za nodded in response to "just come!" and his hand turned the car's steering direction.


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No chat means at this time , Uni and Nur hitchhiked in the car of this handsome camat sir while Pian and Adam rode their respective motorcycles.See both who always steal look at Om Za,this is Om Za who is always indifferent to others .


Kasian these two friends of mine have mesem mesem mesem themselves see the idol camat but who is seen as funny as if there is no one else behind it, good too ! this is so that the women of the prospective seed of the actor are not as good as they approach him.


The car was parked neatly in the yard, followed by two of my friends' motorcycles .


"salamouragreed...! "


" sa'alaikumsalam ....!" answer umi.


"ckckckckck, ga nyangka from a more handsome deck, anyway !! " said Uni dikekehii others, between him and Nur only the most vociferous Union voiced his thoughts.


" go in first, I change clothes first "take me


" uh there's Salwa's theme, please come in !" invite umi, they bow and nod, although western culture has mushroomed but fortunately the eastern culture of Indonesian children is still attached to them, especially sopam towards older people.


They scramble in, while Om Za has entered first and entered the room.I followed into the room, apparently my man changed clothes


" loh ! Om ko change clothes ?" I asked, not that this is still a break and not yet home office .


" the office business is done, it just so happens that there is no schedule anymore, besides my brother will do the rest of the work at home "he replied, I raised my eyebrows "tumben ! yes, Om beware, Salwa want to change clothes !!" expel him.


" yeah you have changed clothes only, the branch still wants to be here !" the answer was instead sitting in bed, I snorted annoyedly, if no one gave in then it will not be finished quickly, while friends have been waiting outside ,indeed not going to win against this one guy his annoying attitude sometimes makes me want to bang my head against the wall and make me amnesiac for a moment so I forget that I'm his little wife who can't go against every command .


I picked up a casual dress in the closet and took her to the toilet, when I came out, Om Za's talis nosedived sharply looking at my appearance from top to bottom.


" change !!" he said ,


" why ??it's still polite !" answered me who wears a knee-length home dress and scratches my hair.


" brother said change yes change ! " answer .


" No need to relapse !!" my tension is slightly higher, Om Za is approaching the distance is thinning


" this is what you call polite ??!" tanya Om Za flicked my long hair featuring the recesses of my smooth neck and my shoulders, a dress modeled off shoulders


" shut your hair...!!" I replied with a frown, 'Partially if she thinks I am a wife who every day must wear a home negligee like a mother, om Za is wrong ....


" they're just four !" I added my lips pursed a few centi.


Om Za instead further shortened the distance and grabbed my waist made me strangle but not separated from his embrace, his hand pulled me to stick with him .


" cup "my brain immediately blank, not only until there his lips down traced my white neck and then stop there, my chest up and down as my breath increasingly hunting, initially amused and a little sore , but success made me feel a sensation I had never felt before .


" your two friends are boys, right ??and brother is not willing if the area owned by brother is seen by people !" often, then he came out of room , I cut and touched the neck that was just inhaled Om Za and turned to the mirror


" Of Za!!!! "


As a result I had to choose clothes that covered my neck ......