Love Me Please, Uncle Camat

jealousy brings disaster

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bismillah

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I nodded like a moving Susan doll .

" now you ask Salwa ??" he pushed his face forward my face making my cheeks blush.

" Oh don't deket deket .." My great-granddaughter was ashamed, but the mature man instead played my hair, my heart was beating uncontrollably.

" what was Salwa rasain doing near my brother ??" ask her.

" salva.... Salwa..." My guts have been very shrunken now, just like this I've died style, my face looks down like a hermit.

I sighed to gather courage "Salwa dear same Om Om, Salwa feel safe if together with Om Om, Salwa is also afraid if Om deket each other women" I replied ,he smiled widely apparently his feelings did not clap one hand at me, nor did I.

" brothers will not force Salwa for a change and responsibility, the branch will let Salwa change a little bit, starting from the call to brother "he said .

" yes ???!" I looked up

" sister knows the age of brother is not young, but your husband's brother, not Om mu ..." cf. Om Za.

" yes, brother !" I answered steadily, Om Za ruffled my hair and then returned to struggling with his laptop.

" bang ," call me again .

" hemm ??!"

" would you also ask for your brother's right as a husband ?" I'm nervous too, I know this is going to happen but honestly for now I'm far from ready.

" is Salwa ready ??" he raised his eyebrows next to.

" not yet !!" my answer shook quickly.

" brother will certainly ask, but not now brother will not force Salwa, when Salwa is ready then brother will take what is right brother !" the answer.

" you'd better get some sleep, it's school tomorrow night !" her word.

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Learn from the mistakes, now I do not want to fail again, with full of drama and sweat two dishes of fried rice already presented at the dinner table ,kudu for myself may currently be fried rice so list number one and only the only one in the list of dishes that I can cook. I've tried it repeatedly and it feels right.

" please brother !! Salwa guarantee it feels this time ga salinan, Salwa try ko !!" myrag.

" thank you dear !!" answerable

I almost choked on my own saliva hearing the word just now until I tucked my hair behind my ear.

" what ? what ? what did you just say ?" my many.

" thank you dear !" he said again with a smile, I laughed a little heard it , happy and amused just this time someone called me dear . Om Za is not drunk, right ???. I think yes Om Za was drunk, but love drunk.

" why are you smiling at your own smile ??" he asked while putting rice in his mouth

" nothing bang !" my answer.

" you're still sane, aren't you ?? " chuckles.

" idihh his mouth, as a beautiful wife and young gini is called sane !!" lips pursed.

" his rich brother has to wear glasses !! it's old !!" my circus was joking around with a chuckle but it didn't make Om Za laugh

" your brother is old !" he answered, he got up from his seat, and I felt guilty

" that is not what Salwa bang means, sorry !!! " i grabbed Om Za's hand but he didn't respond

" sirgg !!!" my whine "sorry Salwa !!" from behind I hugged the man in the green safari uniform ,

" brother is old but Salwa loves !!" my sincere appeal may be able to melt the heart of Om Za.

" brother also love Salwa "his kekeh while turning around, it turns out he just prank me .My cheeks bulging my face reddened in annoyance

" hehh!!! I love Salwa !!!" I hit my chest with that loamy muscle ,exercising in a private gym every afternoon apparently formed the body of this mature man Om Om like the body of an adult male milk advertising model that my friends often see in Jakarta through magazines . The proof is that my punch felt so bad for him , so a few little fists just felt like a gentle massage . He caught my hand

" cupp !!" those chewy lips kissed mine that was already coated with liptin

" you're adorable !!" the answer is not connected

" brother can not be angry just because of that, because it is a fact , the important thing is Salwa still want to be the same brother !" said it.

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" go home to school just wait here brother, maybe brother will be a little late !" he said from the car.

" Of the Salwa !!" pekik Nur then walked together towards the class

" do you know yet ??" ask her

" know what ??" my many.

" our school will send its representative at the annual cultural festival in the town hall ..!!" exclamation Nur.

" oh yeah ??!!" but unfortunately I'm not too interested in such an event .

Nur and I went to class & they were all busy talking about what was tranding at the Aceh annual festival.

Ms. Fatma entered, she announced the name of the student who will be the school representative

" what ?? I am ma ??!" much

Other students are happy but I used to why not invite Korean boyband just as entertainment so that the eyes are cool in the hot weather of Aceh ...

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Saman dance and jeuppa bungong ..that's what I will bring later with friends at the festival.

It's past half an hour, already rich salted fish I just wait for an invitation , dry.. ,kalo bentar again Om Za ga dateng fix I returned Jakarta aja ...I sweat on my forehead ,why my school is not rich in the story in a novel that there is a shade tree to make the shade beautiful .... as for the big shady tree already on the same shady dipake who is dating again, they are just in love with how I am already a rich wife who was thrown away.

" are you waiting for a home invitation, sal ??! " ask someone from the top of his motorbike, he is Vishnu.

Complete already my suffering today, already the stomach laper throat thirsty, hot, told to wait for people who do not know when the arrival ehhh come again eggplant ...

" no ! wait for an invitation to Rahmatullah!!" sarcasmu, he even chuckles amusedly.

" it's funny you sal !!"

" sorry I'm not a cat doll in front of the store !!" I replied, I want him to leave immediately, but apparently his intention was not visible from him.

" want to be with me ??" bargained for.

" engga ! thanks !" I looked down at the shoes I was wearing kicking the air.

" i've already learned it !!" he got off his bike.

" don't go to die go home, keep washing hands wash feet directly bobo !!" I answered that he was getting more and more chuckled .

drrtt

my phone shook, the name I was waiting for finally called after the full moon number was off.

" sal.abang is still very busy, if you can go to the office later go home with ,abang has also ordered lunch, we have lunch together !!" he said he closed one-sidedly when someone called him because he sounded so busy.

I let out a rough sigh, will stop a taxi but it seems like fate is not on my side let not a taxi, jojeg or public transport is not there ,

" looking for public transport ??" ask her, I forgot that next to me there is still a hardy eggplant guy, earrings like steel.

" Om you're Zaky sir, right ?? yu I'm anter !!" bargain again, I doubt tengsin kalo if you have to come especially if until people who know my relationship and Om Za know, but my stomach has been rumbling in the contents , not to mention the hotter days , but , Om Za is the same....

The stupid period with the talk of people later, just explained it is easy.I finally accepted Vishnu's offer and asked him to take him to Om Za's office.

" thank you,,, but only this time I ask for help !!" my words still look haughty .

Because the motorbike is big, my position is very risky and also high makes me difficult with a long skirt like this to go down ,my skirt got stuck in the footing step and almost fell reflexively my hand held the shoulder and arm of Vishnu even until almost fell to the ground, Vishnu quickly helped .

" attagfirullahaladzim..excuse me...excuse...!!" I immediately distanced my body .

" Of the Salwa !!!" strangling someone from the front, Om Za walked from my front with Aunt Cut and Om Mirza.

" bang Za !!"

" assalamualaikum, no sir, I'm a friend of Salwa ..." Vishnu introduced himself.

With his cold face and sharp nosediving eyebrows, like an eagle ready to grab its prey Om Za approached

" just friends, right ?? do not have to bother to drive Salwa let alone to stick so, not makhrom !!" answerable

" please go home !!"

Vishnu only swallowed his heavy salivary, but he would not abstain from retreat...

" sal..gue back yes.." I nodded.

" thanks !!"

" come with brother !!" Om Za pulled my hand a little rough towards her room, threw me on the sofa and held out a wet tissue

" clean yourself up, the part about the man later ! when you get home you take a shower !!" said it.

" brother fuckin' hell, lebay !!" my answer was a little upset to receive a wet tissue, because he was also until I had to be escorted Vishnu.

" don't repeat !! I don't like you being close to other men let alone on that bike I've imagined how you're doing !!" little snarl .

" continue to be wrong Salwa gitu , late and waiting for brother ,abang tau ngga Salwa nungguin brother sampe rich crackers !! you don't know if Salwa is already a laper from earlier !! salah Salwa is also a taxi or public transportation no one passes ....!!!" pekikku no less tight .

" doesn't mean you have to be with her, do you ??or do you like your friend ?want to find a younger one??" the accusation.

" that's how you talk about it !! Salwa wants to go home for that !! it feels like Salwa is wrong to hold in the eyes of brother !!!" snapped

" the voice of the wife must not be louder than that of the husband !!!" said.

My eyes were a little blurry because of the tears that had been welling up, amid the debates and disputes between me and Om Za, something that should not have come had made the mood worse

" bang Za, this Cut prepare his lunch "aunty Cut enter at will without knocking on the door with a tray containing rice dishes and side dishes and a glass of warm sweet tea.

my chest is getting claustrophobic, hunger no longer I guess ,

" boyfriend brother is coming !! Salwa wants to go home !!" I was about to step out of Om Za's room .

" Of Salwa !! wait brother !!" shakes Om Za I didn't hear , fortunately there are many public vehicles here, it's not hard for me to stop the transport to take me home .this time the universe supports me.

My head felt throbbing and dizzy, until I dropped my body on the bed without opening my uniform just a veil so as not to get sultry, my head more pain plus a chest that feels tight, pain ...not only physical pain but the one inside also hurts, tears keep flowing, I touch my own forehead

" hot.mother "my mummy," Salwa kangen mother !!"

Shortly after I came home Om Za followed me home .

" Of the Salwa !!!" the screech is looking for me, he steps his foot into the room

chequeleked

" Of Salwa !! sorry brother sal...!!"

" astagfirullah, your body is hot sal ...!!" the panic.

" leiman Salwa ...!!" reject me but because of my limp body I can not fight the embrace of Om Za.

" i'm sorry brother.sal.we went to the doctor ....!!"

I shook my head, the doctor is the thing I hate the most so my mind is not to be a doctor, injections, alcohol, and bitter medicine always coexist with the figure of the doctor ....

" Salwa don't want to !!" my answer is to refuse to fight.

" but you are sick !! don't be a fool !!"

" Salwa don't want to !! " i snapped to Om Za.

" it's been , wait a minute !!"

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