Love Me Please, Uncle Camat

Love Me Please, Uncle Camat
Om Za versus Salwa



bismillah happy reading all 😍


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" what a hell brother !! " my words do not accept but do not refuse, if it sucks there is a level level, then the level of this annoying Om Za is at level 8 of 10...


" later if you want to play water just off the cloth .." he said without seeing me ,pasrah...one word that now I have to know both kuresapi and really I practice .


The waves on the white sand like music in the ears, the blue sea spoils the eyes of everyone who looks ...


I inhaled a deep breath in , sparkling to see the blue of the sea water


" what else ??" tanya Om Za looks at me who draws and breathes.


" the smell of the sea !!" kekehku opened the fabric and draped on Om Za's shoulder without permission, maybe I am a wife who does not know the manners of the husband ,but when it comes to the fun list of rules of being the wife of Sholeha as if blown by the wind and carried away by drifting sea currents, lost without a trace.


" sal. nyemplung yu...!!" invite Aisyah ka, dipper sibutramine, I happily nodded quickly and ran with Aisyah ka to the beach lips that had been waving waving waving to play.


Om Za and Om Mirza sat under a coconut tree and chatted. Their gaze far noticed the two of us who were engrossed in playing water like a child whose childhood was less happy, more suitable to be called a bocil than a wife.


" Za, sometimes I think what love loe to Salwa like a dear brother to adek or indeed loe dear Salwa as a wife??"Om Mirza started a random conversation between men, Om Za glanced at Om Mirza and then looked straight at me who was laughing with Aisyah.


" call me crazy mir.but I am indeed as dearest as Salwa ..gue want only I am a man who can make Salwa laugh, only I can protect Salwa ,and I'm the only man who is beside him." replied Om Za, om Mirza a little choked to hear the answer from Om Za, whether the one in front of him is Teuku Zaky his best friend.


He just believed that if God's miracle is real, Zaky, who he knew as a stiff and cold man, could fall and bow to his knees only by a little girl like me, a magical installment,even my teacher in Jakarta seemed to be waving his hand at the camera so dizzy facing my magical attitude.


" i don't think you've ever been in love, Za. ..even Cut who chased you to death didn't you lyrically, bro.clearly the woman who chased you was much more mature, it's much more mature,beautiful and certainly can compensate you in any case " said Om Mirza.


" loe know right since I was in college first the reason I live in Jakarta because it is to be close to Salwa..indeed there is only Salwa, Mir...." he replied sipping on the young coconut water beside him.


" wihh true love .. salute me broo ..ga abstain from retreat .. Salwa far too loe lamar far away.ga nyangka I if my temen this can be as gentle as it is !!" Om Mirza patted Om Za on the shoulder.


" awww....!!" I'm screeching


" why sal??" ask Aisyah .


" salwa's feet menginjek coral deh ka, the power !" I raised my leg, fresh red liquid coming out from the tear wound on my leg.


" uhhh.iya sal.your feet are wound up ...!!" ka Aisyah.


" we'd better get back sal.." Ayesha helped me.


" brother !!!!" pekik ka Aisyah called Om Za and pointed to my pointer, indicating that if I was in a state of not well, for a long time the wound felt sorely exposed to sea water.


" attagfirullah why ??" Om Za immediately took over me, sat me on the sand, looked at my wounds.


" why is this so ? you said heart !!" the spray is more spicy than the spray of chili.


" yes sorry bang, Salwa ga deliberately abisnya preoccupation with playing water until ga see." answered me .


" we should go back , Za after all it's noon too, heat "proposed Om Mirza.


" up !!" Om Za crouched down before me, this is my transport if it is injured or soybean , the second-to-none freight can not be appreciated with anything in this world .


" but Salwa clothes wet bang ,later wet brother clothes "smooth me.


" don't overdo it, spout up !! or is your brother staying ??!" I immediately tumbled over his back like a tenyom boy after earlier bang Za wrapped back the beach cloth .


" so sweet was his brother Salwa "my whisper in Om Za's ear put his hand around his neck.


" what is brother made of ??" many .


" brothers are made from the eggs of umi and abi !" om Za replied innocently to make the two men behind us laugh, then our priest father on this one does he never know the name mombalan change ??even Junior High School children whose cheek*snya not just plate already good at mengombal, Om Za's youth really used to learn and become a stalker of my life .


" ishhhh, the answer is rich man only old !!" decihku.


" Salwa kira brother is made from sugar cane, so sweet !!" answer me ,


kriik.kriik.....


Regret is always coming later, that's exactly the phrase,,, the intention of the heart to get a sweet and blushing smile from the man on the face of this wall but instead of melting even I like being stirred.


" just try it if you dare ??" undeniably


" !!"


" awww, sick, man!!" takuh.


they laugh again to see the interaction of couples in this generation.


Om Za went into the bathroom and dropped me off there


" uh....!! what do we do about going to the bathroom, 'bang ??" I've been traveling just my brain, the nasty poison has not come out completely from my tiny brain . Om Za then went out and took a change of clothes for me


" nih..mandi ..do you think what do you want ??your brain is tired, kalo it will be later tonight ..quickly shower your body is sticky and blends with the sand !!" he said, his index finger pressed my eel and then came out of the bathroom.


" hhh his mouth..!! " decak.


Can my brain usually think that no, I flushed my body with cold water, hopefully my brain can be cool and my dirty thoughts drift along with the sand and the rest of the sea water attached.


I sat on the edge of the bed listening to a lecture covered in ultimatums that were ready to explode if I was still careless, this calm was not an ultimatum like a war bomb .


" yes, I understand !!" reply sure.


" very understanding but always careless !!" said Om Za plastering the wound on my leg.


" her name is also human, Salwa is not an angel bang.There must always be one !!" my debating.


Don't forget I'm the little girl who dares to argue with the lord of this sub-district office.


" but you never learn from your mistakes !!" answer Om Za has not given up.


" because Salwa was a child, still learning if it's wrong there's someone who actually "my answer again.


" age is always used as a weapon, brother can not always be beside Salwa, while brother no Salwa should be able to take care of himself , do not rely on others including brother "elaknya.


" where are you going ??? don't stay in Salwa bang.." I whine.


" brother's not going where "my whine is.


" so don't talk rich, Salwa doesn't like it !!" I hugged Om Za who was greeted with a warm embrace of the mature man .


" god willing, as long as my brother is still breathing and still capable my brother must be trying to be next to Salwa" he replied


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it's Om Za's habit that I don't like, it's easy to change course, just promised to be there next to me, and now he's walking away from me.


would I be guilty of cursing from behind, what would be a grudge if I grumbled behind him ?? because of his attitude like this provokes people to sin.Fortunately I can refrain from throwing a hunk of foundation stone right in his head .


" bang ...wait, this is Salwa's leg still hurts bang...!!" grumbling.


" just got carried away, now even told to go alone !!" lilhm .


" want to be carried again ??" ask her, if you have to choose it is better to walk together with the leaves of the princess just shy so that she is more sensitive ... should I plug the beautiful eyes of my beloved om om and all the citizens of this district so that he better understand if this wife asked to be carried.


Unlike the previous , this time Om Za carried me with bridal style to the inn canteen, there was Om Mirza and ka Aisyah...


" Of the Salwa !!" pekik ka Aisha's.


After ordering some food, we chatted


" tomorrow we're going to walk where bang ??' many .


" it's best not to walk, see the condition of your injured foot and can't walk" replied Om Za.


Do not accept if my vacation is only in vain spent in the inn room alone, I strongly reject Om Za's proposal.


" engga !! Salwa wants to walk ..Salwa foot is better, tomorrow also can walk again !!" answer me


" then why did you just ask for a sling ??"


" that's , it still hurts a little bang.lagian if you want to diem in the room just a lie ngapain far away here !!" my murmur is fire...


this couple in front of me laughed a little, if you see other married couples on vacation there will always be another scene created by me and Om Za ,make the audience even scramble each other want to bet who would win....