Love Me Please, Uncle Camat

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bismillah happy reading all😘

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" what a charade bang , it means ..Cut doesn't understand !" the answer is , still evasive.

Om Za shook his head not expecting the woman he had considered to be a friend, his own sister, like this is his true nature, indeed we never really know humans.

" Oh my goodness.insyaf you Cut !!!" om Mirza gritted her teeth, because she was so anxious, she had to do this woman in front of her.

" Cut , sorry if you are disappointed but your actions have crossed the line, I can not let you , and sorry if in this case I involve the authorities.." replied om Za, he said, aunt Cut laughed and cried.

" why must it end up like this bang, Cut is fighting for Cut's love .What's wrong ??!!"pekikin's crying.

" Cut just wanted brother, Salwa came to suddenly snatch Cut's life !!!" he said, crying and then he fell to the floor.

" Cut Fitri !!!! stop !!" snatch om Za

" Cut up having to pay Rudi sir and pay one of the news platforms just to get rid of Salwa , Cut thought Salwa was on his business trip because he whined to come along but the wretched brother !!" clearly again.

" Cut thought that if elsewhere at least Cut could meet and take care of his brother, but in fact Salwa was always there where the brother was !!"

" conscious Cut ! Salwa Zaky's wife !" furious om Mirza from earlier.Ingin it seems he split the brain Cut and wash the contents to think real and clearer.

" Cut loves bang Zaky, the more Cut forgets the more Cut can not, since the arrival of Salwa all so prefer Salwa !! " his cries broke again.It was as if I were a parasite of his life.

" admit it all in front of the investigator Cut.." replied om Za. "sorry I can not help you, intropeksilah you. "he added, while scrooling the name Briptu Yudha.

" pardon Cut , bang..Cut please do not bring the police, Cut admitted wrong bang. "he pleaded while using the weapon he used to use crocodile stealth tears. But it was too late he should have thought a thousand times before doing anything other than their broken friendship now he had to languish behind the cold walls of the prison, taking responsibility for all his deeds.

" My wife Salwa does look like a troublemaker Cut, but it never crossed her mind to do evil to anyone, she was always sincere to others .A cloud of joy always he brought to anyone who is near him, to make people will easily accept and love him, " said om Za..

" it is only the person with envious and spiteful heart who cannot see his kindness" he added

Several people in police uniforms came and took Aunt Cut to the police station . What has happened is impossible to be pulled back, as well as the rumors circulating, the plan om Zaky will indeed clarify the news that has already become the consumption of the time.

" Mir.seems like I'm going to Salwa school to take care of something" said Om Za while wearing his jacket.

" okay, take care of the magic loe's wife first "kekeh om Mirza .

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" yahmmm!!"

The PKN lesson this time was like a sleeping pill for me, citizenship education that should inflame the spirit of my love for the country ended up like a lullaby song , maybe the teacher should just take me down to the battlefield and bombard the invaders so that my loyalty to the country should be thumbs up , maybe because last night I stayed up because of the mature man who asked for his rations many times.

" Sal...are you sleepy ? wash your face there !" bisik Nur .

" so , Nur.pak Dadi obviously rich ustadz who was already as old as the lecture at dawn," I answered making Nur laugh.

" are you sick, Sal ?" ask Nur. I shook my head "drowsy me.." I said with my eyes almost closed. Looks like the mojok in the perpus with a rather thick book as a head barrier will be more sip my sleep event.

" Sal.guru look at it.." Nur nudged my arm.

" what the hell is Nur ?" my many.

" that's Mr. Dadi saw you from earlier "the answer .

I immediately sharpened my vision and I forced it open .Although it took a struggle that was so heavy as my love for om Za, the toughest temptation of students who were paying attention to the teacher when explaining it if not chatting ya sleepy...if berghibah is not my hobby then sleepy is my last name.Sama as it used to be while still in Jakarta .

" god ! looks like you're not concentrating, you better go to the toilet and wash your face!" indeed if the wife of sholeha and daughter-in-law istiqomah where hokinya where , where , pak Dadi's disciplinary teacher just lost to the charm of sholeha's wife belonging to this om Za.Kali sir Dadi just told me to wash my face when usually if not respect the flag in the heat of yes..flushing the toilet at home.

My intention and determination were to go to the bathroom and wash my face and go back to class but the library was my toughest test , like a palm leaf waving a wave invites me in to continue my show to dive into the dreamland.Steps that have been about to enter the perpus surprised by the presence of om Zaky.

" Is this my dream ? ko arrived there was om Za at school ..why do you ?? what are the effects of my hallucinations so I unfortunately, until the dream just om om nyempil mulu rich chili in teeth" muramku mumamku .

I decided to choose the bathroom "sorry perpus next time yes "

I opened my veil first and then several times I splashed water on my face, until my eyes returned fresh and put back my hood.Hopefully I can still see om Za there .

But nihil om Za is not there already, it seems like it is just my hallucination. I went back to the class where Mr. Dadi asked me to meet the students.

" Salwa, Fatima ma'am was here looking for you, you were asked to face the principal's room" said Mr. Dadi , ' said , I nodded and immediately headed towards the split-room with a heart filled with questions What is it exactly ?? I don't think I've done anything again this time, it's impossible for the principal to just want a pretty coffee accompanied by me or give me an allowance !!

tock.tok...

" allaicum !!"my regards.

" waalaikumsalam "sounds the voices of some people from inside there .

ceklek...

My eyes gawk where the time inside there is om Za, Vishnu , ma'am Fatima , the father of the principal and Vita also some other teachers.

" Salwa, sit down son, "said ma'am Fatima . I coded with eyebrows at om Za with the intention of what really happened but instead of answering he just kept silent while smiling thinly.Seeing Vishnu and Vita there I so thought if maybe later I will sparring fight Vita in the boxing ring.

" can we just start ?" ask Rusli as the principal.

I was sitting next to om Za glanced at him full of nanar gaze.Om Za grasped my hand.

" Salwa is it right, Vishnu tried to act mele*create in the toilet a few days yesterday ?"

deg.....

the shadow of the incident was re-recorded in my memory.

" just tell me, dik !" said om Za.I glanced at Vita who was also there what matters he was there.

" yes.." my great-grandson .Some were surprised but some were ordinary.

" Vita why is this bang ??" my many.

" just listen and see" he replied.

It turned out that Vita witnessed the incident when I was with Vishnu because he accidentally heard my conversation with Vishnu when he wanted to go into the bathroom , he also saw but did not dare to do anything so he was surprised, he was surprised, all this time the man he liked turned out to be his behavior.

" loe was there but loe ga nolongin me ??" I started to get angry and angry.

" sorry Sal, if I want to nolongin, you have run away by yourself." he replied

" sir, patience ..Vita also said the same brother if he witnessed the incident . Brother also straightened out the news of the fake news to Vita, about our relationship," replied om Za to calm me.

I sighed, Vishnu seemed not to dwell other than the word sorry and regret the reason because he was very upset and angry, I did not accept his feelings.

With the debate alot , I tried to calm om Za , I only pity if Vishnu's parents hope that his son will graduate this year must run aground if Vishnu reported to the authorities.

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" Salwa is just kasian with Vishnu's parents, bang.this is already at the end of his school year.." my words try to hold the chest let what has happened happen and make it a lesson for the future.

" if it wasn't for you, maybe now you've got him languishing in jail !!" om Za said when we were in the car heading home.

" then the person who had spread the news was bang ??" my many.

" it was taken this morning to the police station, would you like to visit it ?" ask Za.I nodded doubtfully.

Still do not believe if the person is aunty Cut.The face of the heart like an angel of the inhabitants of heaven was able to do as low as this just because it was blinded by an obsession.Dibalik graceful stature save a million attitudes that people can not guess, unlike the case with me from the outside only people already know what I am like.

" sorry.." one magic word that people often say but not necessarily imitate its meaning.

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