Love Me Please, Uncle Camat

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bismillah happy reading all 😘

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This is where me and om Za are in a shopping center in the city of Medan, I pulled om Za who was a vow of ogahan to enter.Not because he was a village and never entered the mall but there is a hidden purpose in it.

" brother will accompany but brother does not need to follow the nyalon, better, just let brother's wife more fragrant to make in the kiss," he refused.I shook strongly.

" do you know the definition of romantic courtship ??" ask me to frown like someone who just lost the lottery.

" it must be yes, dik ..abang does not want dik.." he replied.

" Salwa has never been involved in dating, one of his own playing with a wedding, so Salwa wants to be involved in courting rich people, romantic romance is the same guy." I replied whining.

" but there is no need to join the balloons too, dik.abang just wait ," he chuckled.

" yes, let Salwa date another man." threatened me.He raised his eyebrows next door.

" yuu's in !" my smile expands apparently said I don't need to be in the baygon spray so it's powerful...

The salon area has been seen I invite om Za in, please, the salon looks crowded not because the salon is selling hard but because there is a handsome man coming in here and the man is currently confused to choose the treatment to be ordered.

" do you want what treatment ??" said the salon employee smiled with a smile with his partner saw the beautiful face of om Za, it feels like I just want to plug their eyes with a fork ,not to mention the whisper of the neighbors they do so rendem his brain uses bleach so clean non,,,

" so handsome, this let me serve "whispers to his friend .

" a rare opportunity to serve a handsome guy, I also want to , what if you bet?" whispered them while taking coins.My eyes turned to look at their behavior .Not sincere actually but because of my desire to feel the courage with a bigger lover, I finally held back.

" sister, brother does not understand the term "whispers.

" my dear brother, the hair wash is the same as the mascara aja," I replied by emphasizing the word prefix, let the whole mall know if the man beside me who caused the crowd in this salon is mine if necessary all over the earth.

" you, is there a male employee here ??" many .I wanted to lie but a hair do man passed by.

" there are ka" said the female employee hesitating.

" for my husband I ask the same brother.." my answer made the eyes of the glittering eyes now dim because it failed to hold the megang this handsome man.Tak I will not let my husband in the hold of another woman besides me and Umi , om Za ku is not a common wc door handle that can be held rame rame.

Om Za looks strange with all the usual beauty equipment pampering women in sanpingnya .Usually he only has a comb, pomade, which he knows or at least hair dryer ..shampo used here is also a lot of kinds .

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I giggled amusedly at the look of om Za at this time, his face was bent sour with hair wrapped in a small towel and a heater on his head or commonly called a steamer

" ahahahahaha.." my laughter broke .When else would a male drop hitler with a face like a grated ice cream milo ice cold sweet this I work out.

" good, right bang ??the veins do not need to tense ahh! ..rilex bang," I rubbed his burly hand from the side.

hoss...if not dear I have thrown into the sea with sharks otherwise love may have buried the life of the girl next to him live , maybe so he thought.

" when is this, brother..?" tanya impatiently want to finish it immediately, embarrassed to be seen by people around her, what would be an athletic body but barbie house toys aka nyalon.

" watch out for you, until your brother's house will not release you even if only out of room ," he muttered to me.But I shuddered indifferently regardless of the threat bang Za .

The employees were giggled with restraint but most of them were more adoring om Za, handsome man but wanted to accompany his woman to the salon even join nyalon .I'm grating..ulet...!!

Finished from the salon I took a look.

" what movie do you want ? let the brother who bought the ticket, '" he asked as he walked into the room featuring some movie titles on the wall.

" comedy romance is bang !" seruku , because I want to laugh.Om Za bought a ticket and chose a seat .

" you know, what's good if you watch in the cinema gini ??" ask me to arrange a comfortable position .

" what is ?" ask her plate .straight paved road.

" the time the lights start to turn off, so play dark with the dark," kikikku .

" frank..."

Om Za knocked on my head.

" ow...!"

" pain bang bang , ko even dijitak anyway?" I didn't take it while wiping my head.

" do not you also watch with men to the cinema greeting dark gelapan ??" ask her with a face that begins to sharpen.

" ihhh kirain what, selow bang do not insist ! I drink soda, right ? " my chuckle .

"answer dik !" he said, indeed this man when it comes to jealousy can not be invited to joke with innate emotions.

" good !!" om Za shuffled the hair that had just been treated expensively.

" ohhh brother !!" I clasped his hand "just go with the guy not married young yes !!" I replied with a grunt.Om Za laughed

" are you sincere ?? don't you want to ??" ask her.

" emmhhhh.. want to bangett !!! sincere bangetttt!!" the tone is made as funny as possible and as adorable as possible.

" want to try the usual do couples if again dating in the cinema ga?" he asked his forehead wrinkled into several folds.

" what is ??" I chew pop corn.

" kiss kiss for daddy !" whisper in my ear.

" bukkk "

Om Za chuckled in satisfaction as if my punch on his chest was not strong enough that he felt nothing, do I have to wear Thor's hammer or Chris John's boxing glove to get Za to know and feel the hatchet for teasing me.

The movie had already started, I laughed where the comedy part shook my stomach but not with the man next to me, he turned his body sideways and looked at me meaningfully , suddenly I reprimanded him for being disturbed by it , my concentration on watching became disturbed.

" brother ihhh.the movie is there !" my sarcasm.

" but the scenery here is more beautiful to look at" he replied, O god what else is this ordeal, since when did hitler turn into deni cagur , since when did om Za become a person with the word gombal manis bin receh.I put the back of my hand on his eel.

" sick brother ??" tanyaku.But instead of answering he asked back.

" why ?"

" when did you become the poet of love ?" my many.

" can't you learn to fight for your own wife ??" ask her.

" it may be, but Salwa is strange" I replied with honesty.

The ongoing film was not finished we watched , if asked how the ending of this film we did not know even the end became a chat show in the cinema while dark.

" The salwa laper !" lirihku, my hand faithfully hugged the arm om Za.

" okay dik , what do you want to eat ?" ask about Za.

I knocked on my chin, thinking what I wanted

" Salwa wants to eat rice, '" I replied.

hello Sal.ini Aceh is not Padang.

" paddy rice ??" asked Za reassuringly and I nodded, my magic brain really must be soaked with detergent so that it can be clean without stains.

" but my brother wanted to take Salwa somewhere" he replied, holding me back from entering the restaurant.

" bang , Salwa is very laper , if you wait for a long time Salwa fainted," answered me snarling in.My stomach that has been rumbling can not be delayed.

Some of the menu I ordered, indeed if the hungry people like the flutter when it is not necessarily going to run out that I feel now, just one plate of rice plus rendang and friends of the complementary friend , maybe if there was a camera I would wave my hand waving a white flag.

" Salwa is done bang , the rest of you spend '" I said lightly

" right you know, there's a lot !" the screams are getting irritated.

" make ..!" my nod was "two rius instead" I added .

" astagfirullah.." he murmured.

" your brother told you not to order too much fall Mubadzir & then after this you are not responsible !" he shook his head in annoyance.

" sorry bang, his brother was squirming to make Salwa drool,"

" sir !!" pekik om Za, finally the rest of the food was wrapped brought home.

" before we go home brother wants to show something to Salwa" he said as he drove forward his car.

" what ??oh yeah he said you want to give Salwa a gift ?" I remembered the promise om Za to me, not a promise is a debt and owed me there is an interest rate.Om za drove a car and stopped at one of the cozy restaurants that the concept of young people today.

" down.." she asked.

" to the cafe bang ? we've eaten, '" I asked.

" heidol.." With disrespect om Za entered nyelonong into the staff room and the inside of the cafe room with several sofas there are also some people seen from their clothes they are staff workers who take care of this cafe.

" waalaikumsalam "answer them in unison.

" sorry a little late" said Om Za entered and greeted some of them, while I who still did not understand just gawked from the doorway.

" introduce all that Salwa Zahratunisaa my wife, as well as the legal owner of this cafe !!" lirih om Za, very clearly heard in my ear which is almost once a few days cleaned.

" huh ??!" my murmurs gawked like a person who had just missed.