Love Me Please, Uncle Camat
love cannot be forced
bismillah happy reading all 😍
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I was pissed off, Om Za took off my hat and replaced it with his great hat, my head almost drowned because of the slightly smaller size of my head.
" bad girl !!" the anxiety, when I saw my face that was bent upset with cheeks bubbling like a puffer fish.
" wahhh, Om Mir love applaus deh for Salwa, the brave mom of camat !!" exclamation Om Mirza.
" don't you dare mir.but bar bar !!" om Za shouted into the car, and sat down beside me pinching my cheek until I brushed his hand away.
" Salwa need not be as sarcastic as it is to people .." then also can be a problem, now also hit by spiritual flush.
I know that being the wife of a leader is very important to press the ego to the lowest point, the article is always in the spotlight of the masses, even if I want to drag Vita's hair to the middle of the road.
" Salwa samp bang ..!" I snorted ,
" Salwa is hungry ??" her question is not connected. Of course I'm hungry, seeing as this is lunchtime and I haven't eaten yet. But I kept quiet, my prestige was too high to just say yes.
" Mir, I'll be anther until the district office !!" say Om Za
" are you ready, boss, you're not invited ??!" ask her.
" this will be looking for clothes to be present at the show loe ,why so the bride follow along !!" answer Om Za
" just want to buy lunch that time !! " the thrill is no longer embarrassed to ask friends since his High School.
" so loe laper too ?? " ask Om Za.
" it is clear !! ask this man again !! " answer .
" okay, we stopped by the diner !!" if in this case Om Mirza is always one frequency with me, my eyes scrutinize the bench that is in front of me, squinting .
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The car stopped at a restaurant ,
" here sir ??" tanya Om Mirza smiled widely, Om Za nodded
" aisshhh...!! this is what I love about loe ..bapak camat we are not stingy !!" the thrill is, because this restaurant is one of the most visited restaurants plus the price is a little expensive.
My lips are still like a duck, the folded hands do not want to be held.
" sal.." call Om Za who had noticed my unusual behavior earlier.
" hey, why ??!" her question grabbed my arm before stepping deep into the restaurant.
" what the heck tuh tuh aunty join mulu, what should be personal problems gini also participate, gga enough what all day working hours nempelin brother !!" without me realizing her lips were pulled up thin .
" cry ?? ask her.
" just ask the swaying grass...!!" my sarcasm follows Om Mirza and Aunt Cut, it seems like Om Za has a lot to learn from the shy princess leaves, let's be sensitive !!! if I measure the level of sensitivity of this mature man, I will pin level one on him .
" wait brother !!" he took my hand and flanked it .
" don't be flanked by that, you stink brother !!" I'm upset, tell my annoyance to Om Za.
" it's not that sweet stuff, and you like it !!" chortled.
" already do not, do like the same ketek guy who is not sensitive !!" my answer immediately.
" okay.babang apologizes, what's because of the Cut deck ?" her question stopped our footsteps.
" why don't you call me baby, 'bang ??" my question made him laugh.
" you're adorable when you're jealous, and you like it !" the answer is so annoying ,
" brother did not invite him, he himself who wants to join, the branch is not good if he refuses there is no logical reason to refuse "his answer without thinking about my feelings.
" brother can answer if you just want to go together with your wife all dating !! I don't think about Salwa's feelings ! " i answered ketus , where the mind of this Camat father, for work or to lead his brain a hundred percent brilliant but why only for the firmness of women he was like a soft man.
" yes already brother said now same deck Cut "wanted to answer to go into the restaurant.
" hehh...!!! " i held her hand, which was indeed allowed and now she will reject it, it could be sudden madness of the woman ...and I don't want that later the visitors of the restaurant blame me and Om Za if until Aunt Cut nangis bolsters there.
" grandfather.adek...!!" my grumbling grimps . He smiled sweetly to make my defense collapse. His hand grabbed my head and gently rubbed my hair.
" what brother may call Salwa by the name of dik .." whispered ,
why not from the first...
" brother actually wanted to call it a long time ago but saw and heard Salwa calling brother with the name Om just make the guts of brother ciut, branch self-conscious ,dik .." mendunya, mendikin, it is clear that Om Za has been keeping my feelings that sometimes feel awkward to him just because of a nickname.
amused because I'm not his sister ..
" Salwa is not my brother !!" my head immediately turned to make Om Za smile bitterly "yes it's okay if indeed Salwa does not want to, the branch does not force "he replied while walking, but I immediately grabbed it quickly
" Salwa wants to be called dear !!" I blinked both my eyes with pliable eyelashes, her lips curled, the hand with the middle finger attached to the wedding ring rattled my hair.
" in the copy !!" terrors .
" a little tea ??" I asked, we both laughed.
Om Mirza is so greedy, eating food in front of him is like a presenter eating food on TV
" Om Mir, how long haven't you been eating ??" askaku in between my chews.
He chuckles "sorry yes sal.try this deh it's delicious loh, this is the best seller here, Zaky just like it !!" Om Mirza shifts dishes containing typical Acehnese cuisine .
"the hell time ??!" then I would scoop him up and try Om Mirza's hand, Om Za's hand holding me back and making a beat.
" if you really want to try to have a brother, dik !!" he said, Om Mirza looked at us alternately .
" sorry Za I forgot, love kebablasan !!" whisper, beside Om Mirza aunt Cut eat with the calm .
my spoon scoops to taste the food on Om Za's plate, my eyes sparkle "good emmhh !!" my greedy serpent
" you know what this pesen is !!" answer me
" you want to ??just order it again !!" Om Za immediately ordered it back
I scooped back and thrust it in front of Om Za's mouth
" a...!! "
" dik.." he muttered still embarrassed, not that I was embarrassed but the two creatures in front of me already felt awkward to be here .
" huhh tau gini I take Aisyah !!" said Om Mirza, Aunt Cut averted his eyes, delicious food was tasteless .
"sorry, Cut to the toilet first for a while "self.
" happ !!" my hand snapped Om Za devoured the rice in the spoon.
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" sir, I'm on leave for the next 5 days !!" said Om Mirza, and Om Za nodded
" for a while Rizky will replace Mirza!!" the answer.
" ready sir !!"
" happy holiday & see you at your wedding !!" pamit Om Za's.
I rotated my eyeballs, it can be kungin first ga nih tenacious feather one, pengen aja follow, so it feels rich drama soap opera flying fish, which is polygamy aja ...
We arrived at a boutique
I choose clothes that fit me, not look tacky but still polite, and do not look old too.
Indeed, basically men are not happy to choose and shop Om Za just sitting while playing his phone ,
" deck Salwa, it looks like it suits you !!" the thrill is, I feel like I'm the honeymoon Aunt Cut anyway !!
" ogah ahh norak, rich mother mother!!" I replied he smiled bitterly, I prefer to ask the advice of the shopkeeper, when I was choosing, wherever there is a tenacious chance always looking for a gap for his purpose.
" bang Za, this is no match for Cut ??!!" his embarrassed smile embarrassed the wolf out of the fitting room. But because my man is basically cold, Cuek bin stiff from birth, he just nodded lazily no matter what to respond to him.
I prefer the brocade kebaya with a subordinate fabric of a long skirt with a hemisphere on the edge, looks fresh and luxurious as well as glamour but does not leave an old, peach-colored impression .
" am !!" call me a little grimacing afraid of looking ugly, indeed fit , super-tall bodies that are rannumnya , such as village flowers that are developing fit in some parts of the body and look suitable .
Maybe later the spotlight is not the bride but this young lady .
" r ...!" Om Za smiled
" good ga bang ??or look old ??!" answer myself.
" beautiful !!" his praise made me blush, an annoyed face clearly visible from this withered leaf green hooded Aunt.
He stomped his feet and went in to change his clothes .
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We both drove Aunt Cut home, she forced us to stop by. I just felt bad when Aunt Cut called her mother because of our arrival.
my heart feels not sincere to get out of the car, rich if eating dicomot people fit again delicious.
" let's bang Za, Salwa stopped by first I told my mother that you would stop by !!" he said pretentiously, without asking for first approval, he went down first.
" if the sister does not want to go in we should just cancel it, let the brother who said the same Miss Mila "answered Om Za, either have to bow down in gratitude or not finally my stiff husband is sensitive as well.
"don't bang, it's not good !!" I said hold Om Za's hand.
" but brother doesn't want you to feel uncomfortable, your feelings are more important to brother !" the answer is, ahhhhhhh !!!!!! can be moved ga sih ..can kiss sampe bengek ga the man next to me this ....
" it's okay bang , Salwa is good, because my brother has the same Salwa "my answer while hugging my arm in Om Za's arm.
" heidkolina..."
"wa'alaikumsalam.eh son of Zaky !!" yell out to Mila.
" yes ma'am ,"
" this is ??" her question pointed at me .
" Salwa, auntie "my answer.
" this is Zaky's wife !!" replied Om Za introduced me. There was a bitter look on the face of this middle-aged woman
" oh this is Za's wife?? " he smiled kindly and sincerely, unlike his son, only I had to be vigilant .
" beautiful, still young !!" he said let you sit down and make water to drink.
" how old are you, Salwa ??" ask her, why are people really the same age...
" 18 more, auntie !!' anask .
" oh ! still High School??"ask her again.
" SMA tan.maunya he was already in college but because of the words of the teacher Salwa ga enter the criteria for entrance to the accelerated class must be a normal school in general!!" I answered ngaler ngidul, Mila's mother chuckled at my plain speech.
" the deck of this Salwa, funny...small little already became the mother of camat dong !!" terrors .
" yes tan. but Salwa does not like to be called mother ... Salwa is not the mother of the mother !!" I replied again, Madam Mila laughed again.
" bang , Salwa wants to go to the toilet !!" whisikku .
" why deck Salwa ??" mom asked Mila to see me grimacing holding my stomach, maybe mostly drinking so I can't stand having to go back and forth the bathroom.
" aunty, Salwa come to the toilet !!" my permission, 'em ,
" oh want to go to the toilet, just keep turning left "he replied, I immediately ran as directed .
Aunty Cut came down from her room, it looked completely different from her usual short bob-style hair even a few strands of brownish hair, as well as her dress like the intention of flirting with the faith of men, it's like a chameleon ... But it seems Om Za already know that until he looks ordinary, how not at home already have a hotter and yahudd...
" mother thought Zaky was not married yet, but congratulations Za on her marriage, when she used to hope that Cut could be a companion for Zaky's son !" lirih Bu Mila, among the three only Om Za's face that looks relaxed and indifferent.
" sorry ma'am, but from the beginning it was me and Cut just friends and coworkers !" answer's flat.
" brother !!" lirih aunty Cut sad.
" yes son Za, love can not be forced , what a shame !!" he said bitterly laden will be disappointed.
" yes ma'am, I really love my wife Salwa !!' the answer is to address both.
" but why should Salwa bang, she's still a kid!!" the answer is disrespectful.
" Cut Fitri !!" sentak mau Mila.
I sighed unintentionally hearing their chatter, I walked back to the front room, saw me back from the Om Za toilet.
" it seems to be going to be late afternoon too !!"
" but bang ko for a minute !!" aunty Cut replied, Mila's mother held her arm . While I gawk like a goat be*go just obey the words of my husband .
" it's late afternoon Cut ..me and Salwa say goodbye !" his answer confirmed, but his friendly gaze was no longer visible even impressed annoyed and held back anger.
" aunty, Salwa say goodbye first!! " i grabbed the back of Mila's hand and said goodbye, she rubbed my head gently
" assalamualaikum"
" wa'alaikumsalam"
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" bang .." call me
" yes, dear !!" he turned his head as his hand that was embracing my waist walked towards the car.
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