Love Me Please, Uncle Camat

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happy reading all 😍

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leave a trail of love....😘😘

" let's go ka..masa want to be let alone sihh ga ethical really..mother and father there is an event ,ga can be left.." father told me to take Om Za to the airport ....

" to-be husband ka.." persuaded mother.

"it's okay." I replied.

I immediately changed into a white t-shirt and long jeans smeared liptin and then draped my sling bag, rushed downstairs, where Om Za was getting ready with her suitcase ,," uhhhh why the more seen the more okay yes "

"astaga....my eyes have betrayed.ga can.." soon I awakened myself ...

" heart yes Za.salam for your umi and abi.saf dad equally mother can not anter .." said mother.

" what's wrong. bun.." she replied.

" you after the bang Zaky, go straight home don't wander..."

I nodded

we got into the car in the back seat, while in the front disopiri pack Deni...

just silent, without any intention from anyone to open a chat, the dashboard doll just shook his head as if mocking, indeed a romantic partner.... my mouth moved with no sound

like this maybe my life will be in the overseas country ,criikk....

" why ???you're talking to me again, aren't you ???" I turned my head

haaaa serem kali...is she a fortune teller Mama Lauren's men ???or Roy...

" the...who ???lnga ???don't you know.." I lied

" the next time we talk, democracy is free to give an opinion" he replied.

" do you want to be heard???" much

" doesn't." she replied surprisingly.

" the bottom of the factor." I muttered the eyeball while puffing the cheek...

without me knowing from next to his face came a smile holding back the anxiety...

the sky of Jakarta is wrapped in a blanket cloudy that drops raindrops.ban car has stopped speeding, a sign we have reached Soekarno-Hatta airport.

my hand grabbed the door handle but Om Za held it

" the rain...!! a moment ....!!!"

" sir, is there an umbrella ??" ask Om Za

" i'm sorry Aden isn't around." Deni smiled bitterly.

" oh yeah it's okay "he took off his jacket and opened the door handle part "wait ..!!" he said my eyeballs followed his movement Om Za put his jacket down and opened my door handle, I came out but held his embrace and his jacket...

my body is confined to his Hulk body, I looked up at him long ago "this heart I have not been well enough, can be controlled ..like deg degan ga clear at the wrong time..."

" i am handsome indeed, but if you want to look at me for a long time not now," his heavy voice resuscitated my daydream

"nurse...!!!" jolts

yes ilah make ngedown aja new also want to be fascinated already made ilfeel.

" yes bawel..kalo ga sincere mening ga need.." my debate.

I was about to keep his embrace away but om Za was too strong to hold me back...

" silence.I don't want you to get sick." he said.

the romantic ....!!!but my lips are curved.hatiku blower...

we walked quickly in, he flicked his jacket and dragged his suitcase with one hand holding my hand

believe it or not my hands are cold, it is Salwa..hey..please deh ....

Om Za took me to sit in the waiting room, tidied up my slightly messy hair

" i want as long as I don't have to keep your honor here.don't get close to other men.limit at least you 5 meters" he explained, his face slightly warmed.

I cleared my throat with the nervousness that had struck me because of this act, my hands were almost limp from an impromptu heart attack all day...

I scrunched my forehead "5 meters???ohhhhh !!"

" yes, I don't need to bring the status of kali...buh also legitimate.." dumelku.

" 2 more weeks sal.." he replied very flatly...

the washboard still has its indentation...but your facial expression??? ckckckckck...

shortly heard the sound of loudspeakers indicating that the passengers must immediately enter the plane cabin, strange it feels I hate it but like he was not willing to leave...

" i've got to go, ', outside it's still raining on my jacket.." he asked.

clear liquid inundates the eye lubricant

" Om what ??later on the cold plane??" much

he smiled very sweetly "don't worry" she said.

" wait for me 2 weeks more." he said and stood dragging his suitcase after previously wearing his oversized jacket on my body, my hands until invisible only the tip of his nails only.

" O...!!" restrain me

" heart heart.." he smiled beuhhh chocolate cake made by the mother who used sugar sekilo also lost....

" heid...."

" ha'alaikumsalam....."

I stared at the back of the field that was getting away from me, then walked lethargic back towards the car

" mister ..walk....!!!" I said to Deni sir

the car drove away from the airport, I stared out the blurry window at the increasingly heavy rain ,tightened Om Za's jacket wrapped around my body sipping it greedily gives off a soft, exotic vanilla scent combined with masculine woody and apple....

does this mean that I have started to open my heart to this mature man??

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I laid my body on my soft bed, my faithful friend when I was happy and sad , it has been 4 hours from the departure of Om Za should have been 1 hour ago he had arrived in Aceh but it took 30 minutes to reach his home...maybe Om Za has just arrived and can't reach me yet.

2 Hours passed I began to rile, glancing at the lyrics of my phone that had no notification at all from him, there was only a notification from the class group and Acha only , just a few hours ago make the child of the baper now already a king of the heart...

I want to feel like I'm slamming a cell phone, but it's innocent, after all, I don't have a replacement.

I went downstairs with a wry bent face and sat down at the dinner table

" dhhh ugly face you ,ka.." ledek my sister.

" name ....!!!again do not want to debate.." I replied scooping rice, it's curfew but Om Za no contact me at all.

I took back my miss word....

" why the hell are you ???" ask dad

" not papa yah." I replied.

" oh yes Zaky said that at 3 pm it had reached home.batre his phone was up he said so he could just call .." explained father.

I go bangkeeeeee...!!!I'm waiting for him to ampe the jamuran even the father who contacted hey kisanat I considered what ???my eyebrows swooped sharply at the rice ladle with roughness and so many side dishes, I need energy to get upset.

" woaahhh fashion buto lijonya again on nih.." seduced my brother Yusuf, my eyes glistened at Joseph.

" santuy ka..santuy..just don't change his face now, I haven't unplugged it yet.."

" grandfather....!!" laria mother

I looked back at my noses and devoured rough and fast.

" sister bismillah first.. do'a a real.let her eat given blessings and favors.." just said I've choked.

" uhuukk...."

" bwahahahah ..nah right...."

" sister.pelan slowly dong.." mother gave me a glass of water to drink...

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