Love Me Please, Uncle Camat

mom Camat down to earth

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bismillah

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" open your face !!" pinta Om Zaky, what will be done by Om Om this mature man , my eyes are memicing the picture of the incident was spinning in my small brain like a rewind cassette , sober I tighten my face

" Salwa don't want to !! Salwa is still a school Om ...!!" I shook my head strongly, Om Za took something from the desk drawer. He approached

" don't geer you, the branch hasn't wanted to do it yet !!" the sarcasm, my face was red because shame had misrespected it turned out Om Za wanted to apply ointment on my lips the former act was .

" sorry ...,!" ogre.

" Of the lust !!" doggone

" you're adorable !" the answer.

the atmosphere became awkward for me

" it's already !!" heed

My lips will be like Angelina Jolie for a long time.

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" No need to bring a lot of clothes we do not want to move !" he said that he turned to see me entering some of my clothes for me to bring later blusukan, as a good camat ma'am I want to try to blend in with society. Cie elah Salwa's... Salwa...loe language !!

Om Za was forced to come down, he took out all the clothes I had put in and chose a set of clothes for my replacement, just one set of clothes and toiletries including his own.

" is it wrong, om?? later if for example the clothes are less because they are wet or what, how ??" askaku squealed

" god willing, just take enough we do not want a vacation ,sal ...!" answerable

" it's up to you ..!" my cynic.

" we leave tomorrow after the dawn prayer..!"

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" Salwa sure you want to go with Zaky ,??" ask abi . Abu and Umi aren't sure if I'll be at home .

" say Allah abi !" I cried while spooning rice to Om Za's plate.

" Oh ! are you sure you'll bring Salwa and introduce Salwa to all the sub-district employees ?" abi asked a little unsure.

" sure ,bi .." she replied.

" what, won't cause trouble later in the day, Za ?? Salwa is still in school, umi is only afraid that this news will tarnish your name or Salwa.." umi added .

" insyaallah,mi ..again Salwa will already have a KTP, and only the office only knows who Salwa is." replied Om Za.

" yes, that's the best "amu replied

" Zaky is just tired of having to pretend, isn't lying going to create another lie ??" tanay Om Za's

" that's right, son !" answer Abi.

"then be careful, son ... Za, just in case Salwa !" abi

" yes,bi .. Zaky will take good care of Abi's daughter-in-law !" his words made me chuckle, for his glance at me was like the glance of a stepson .

Until the sub-district office, Om Mirza and Aunt Cut were waiting for us there ., not only were they employees of the district government agency also saw our arrival ,indeed, it was time to blow the news that their favorite camat was married to a girl , although this girl is almost 18 years old but still at least a debate and material among the employees there because the girl is still in high school, plus this person is an idol of citizens here including the idol of sub-district office employees.

Apparently my existence here is no longer hidden , Om Za said no need to lie anymore, it will only add new lies , for a while only some people know who the figure of this cold handsome camat wife in my school Om Za is only known as my guardian.

" assalamualaikum, sir !" encourage some employees when passing .

" wah.wah..ibu camat join ngantor !!" exclaimed om Mirza so that the employees suddenly glared at me with an indecipherable look, surprised? surely they did not expect that having a priestly mother as young as me.

I just grinned the horse displaying my gingling teeth "yes Om Mir...!! " answer me

Maybe with some employees here only my age is half their age.Many regret the decision Om Za married me ,they often match Om Za with some beautiful established women out there including Aunt Cut but not a few who agree ,because he said with the face and stability that he has any woman will be able to get Om Za including young girls like me, not infrequently now many men are married with young leaves.

" so this is our priest mom, wah congratulations ya ma'am, pak for her wedding sorry not to come, far away !!" clumsily an officer, I smiled and nodded, alternately they greeted me while getting acquainted.

" later if the reception is here, we will attend !!" exclaim some of it. Aunt Cut was silent a bitter smile saw me who was now being greeted by the residents of the district office.

" Rizky.. how do the letter moved with your mother's ID card ??" Om Za asked an employee who looked younger than others, it seemed like a new employee.

" it's sir, it's on my father's desk !" he said, he saw me at a glance and smiled .

" welcome to our sub-district office, Mom if at any time need help can call me "he said so kindly to me while extending his hand .

" my heart, which has a fierce ....!!" seductive Om Mirza and indeed the gaze of Om Za sharpens, beware of the gaze if the area is entered by an intruder.

Rizky smiled clumsy, all wrong ..all his boss is notoriously cold to anyone let alone the opposite sex, but it turns out that if he was loving it would be so scary if his in the nosy.

" ishhh...!! don't be fierce ..bikin sawan aja !!" my sarcasm, Mirza only first saw there was a woman who dared to pat a Teuku Zaky rough moreover just a young girl.

" yes bang Rizky ! thanks .." I returned Rizky's smile, I'm guessing she's only in her 20s.

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" Za, is Salwa coming ?" her question was to put a bag of equipment and a laptop into the Om Za car, Om Za nodded "yes, 'gue take Salwa ."

" oh okay," replied Om Mirza.

Aunty Cut with her special smile is only intended for Om Za even though behind the smile there is a sense of disappointment because of seeing me join Om Za, this automatic little girl will always buy Om Za .

I was still in the room Om Za was still cool to look at every corner of his work space . until it was not realized that Om Za and Om Mirza were already in the car park, I then left the room .

" want to go with blusukan father ?" asked Rizky who was not aware also if he tried to find death nested by tigers in his area of power.

" yes bang Rizky ! " my answer was to walk to the car in the parking lot while Rizky brought some documents that had been forgotten to be signed by Om Za.

" call me Salwa bang ! don't use mom. bang Rizky at home working here ?" much

" Alhamdulillah, recently after a year I am here and all this time I feel at home, Salwa at home in Aceh ?? " ask her .

" at home just like bang, followed by husband !" my chuckle, 'buckle ,

" where's Salwa deck ??" ask her back .

" in high school xxxx" I replied

" oh yeah ? that's a good SMA !" yells.

" yes bang , lumayan lah even must use hijab..bikin sultry !!" my answer giggled, almost one hand was about to pat me on the shoulder like a close friend, but the gaze from in front of him was already intimidating . Until he broke his intention.

" hay Salwa !" exclamation Om Mirza.

" mother,mir..call her mother...!" sela Om Za .

" he, he, he..iya assalamualaikum bu camat !" whether because there are others or not, Om Za like labeling me as his companion.

" wa'alaikumsalam Om Mir.has not been as formal as that time Om.." decihku "Salwa is not yet mother mother.still parents Om Mirza ko "I shot my shoulder ,

" yes, ma'am...!" the answer is to call mom ,

" salwa ma'am, are you here too ?" aunty Cut asked, I know that smile has the meaning of seeking the attention of Om Za.

" yes Aunt, as a good wife and a down to earth Camat mother, Salwa must go wherever Salwa's husband is on duty ! jumawa seruku .

I don't know why Om Mirza held back his laughter at my mummy.

" okay mom Camat is down to earth,!" om Mirza replied, Om Za just shook her head

" sorry sir, here are some documents that must be signed first before leaving" said Rizky cut .

Om Za grabbed it and read it, she took the bollpoint and signed it .

" is there anything else ??" ask Om Za.

" no sir, thank you, then good bye sir heart." replied Rizky . Om Za nodded . "drug bang Rizky !!" I waved a hand he nodded with a smile as his eyes glanced at Om Za.

" sale..!! enter !! " the door.

" yes...."

" watch your head !!" he said protecting my head into the back bench with him, while Om Mirza and Aunt Cut were in front.

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The journey has taken 15 minutes to leave the district office entering the rural streets, but apparently not yet arrived .

" hasn't it been 'Om??" many .

" just came out, man, " replied Om Mirza.

" Mirza, later if you have entered the path better turn left take a shortcut so quickly to even a little rocky "pinta Om Za .

I looked out the window while putting on the headset, because there was not enough chatter to seem lonely.

I felt comfort until my eyes were finally closed ,

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The road was getting rocky, the body of the car was shaking swaying rocking, Om Za who saw me asleep pulled me into his arms protecting me to sleep comfortable ,tante Cut saw from the front rearview ,his eyes were bowed, as Om Za clutched tightly onto my sleeping body, so protective....

" note , Cut , this road needs repair !" said Om Za surprising aunt Cut.

" ahh, Iya bang Za...!" the answer.

" Sleeping Salwa, Za?" tanya Om Mirza glanced in the direction of the front rear view .

" yes "answer Om Za.

" funny yes." chuckle

" drivers.didnya only, Mir.do not need lyrics lyrics wife people, then Aisyah angry !" answer Om Za.

" yeah do not need to bring allies, Aisha again !!" he replied, Aisyah is an elementary school teacher in Aceh who is the future wife of Mirza.

Aunt Cut just shut up, man,because among the three of them only he is the one who now holds the status of single after the idol decided to marry another woman even though until now his hopes have always been hung as high as the sky hoping there is still a gap for him , ' he said ,he who felt like a bean finally cleared his throat "ekhemmm kampung xxxxxx already in front !!" he said the two men who were chatting finally fell silent and looked towards the front.

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