Love Me Please, Uncle Camat

The challenge of Za

Bismillah happy reading all 😘

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Several times om Za sighed, his eyes occasionally glanced sharply at me who did not focus on gymnastics pregnant women. How can you focus if the temptation in front of your eyes is so tempting. His sweaty chest was clearly imprinted on his white t-shirt.

"Know the milk for a bite" I murmured.

"Sir, your focus is on the movement in front !" show me Za directs me to see the movement that is playing on television.

"Yes bang, this is also see !" reply clucked. Yes Rabb...who is hot!! make a clay drool netes netes.

Finished exercise that is not much, it turns out my daily vitamins are not over. The most beautiful painting of God's creation is clearly displayed, indeed the sight of men after bathing is always the prima donna of the imagination of the mischievous women.

I gave clothes to Za.

"Do not show off ! if you want to show off at the market there!!" decak. Om Za scrunched his forehead clueless.

"Ck, I don't know the box, a piece of clothes !" I put on a white shirt. Instead of receiving clothes, Za even teased me who was embarrassed by the cat to see it.

"Why? does the girl in front of this brother not like it? why must be exhibited in the market, what will be willing?" her question drew me closer and hugged my waist which was spaced by my stomach.

"Part of older brothers to wear clothes, later Salwa terkam new taste !!"answers joke.

"High ! little wife naughty brother turns out !" it lifts my nose.

"Who used to dong his teacher !! Zakey !!" my answer.

"OK to cuddle, it seems that if the dominating adek will be more exciting !" his reply surprised me because his hand went down to my pan*tat.

"Ehhhh ! his ashes are a bad baby !!" my cetus. He even laughed.

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The sexy man was stirring the warm milk, I walked on my tiptoes behind him, once I was surprised it wouldn't make Za's om hangers right?

My hands are ready to surprise Za, but I have not patted, it is already glare.

"If the milk spills, just make your own milk !" he said it foiled my plan.

I stomped my feet to the floor, "do you know where Salwa wants to go? no, no, no !!" my lament.

"That's !" point it at the glass glass lined neatly in front of him. My reflection is clearly visible in it.

"Ihhhhhhh!!" I cried, grabbing a glass of milk.

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"Sir, tomorrow's the last day of UAS right?" ask about Za. I nodded in response, as my busy mouth was sipping milk.

Om Za threw her head down on my pa*haku, her head facing the already bloated stomach, she rubbed it and kissed it occasionally.

" Why bang?" my many.

"Ah, it's okay!" the answer.

"Bang, I promised you ! after UAS Salwa wants to visit Jakarta," I said put an empty milk glass.

"Are you sure? you can't accompany me?" ask her.

"Yes bang!" I was impatient to see my family and Acha soon. It's been a long time since I've met the bustle of the capital. The difference in my status is now a domestic tourist.

"How long?" ask her.

"Some!" I answered with a shoulder.

"To that? if you miss a baby, how?" ask her.

"Can phone and video call !" I replied again not wanting to bother. Small movements that are still weak are made there, until om Za smiles a little to feel the response of the prospective baby.

"So brother misses looking at the baby?" ask her again. My eyes narrowed, This man !! there's always a pervert behind the questions.

"Fast until Salwa returns !!" lightly reply. Not knowing something that is being held is not good for health, especially something that is missing....

"Abang will follow to Jakarta if that is it !" said om Za. What is impossible for this all-rounder camat.

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I grabbed the back of Za's hand and kissed her.

"Assynhdry!!"

"Girishal"

It seemed strange indeed to see the gazes of some students in the corridor who looked at me closely from top to bottom.

"Why the hell?? how strange!! never seen a pretty girl come in!!" my murmur raised the next eyebrow.

"Ga think yes !!" they are the ones heard by me.

"Sal !! come with me !!" take Adam, he pulls me to class. In the class Uni and Nur looked at me with a worried look,

"Why the hell? what's up?" my many. New also came already on the scene.

"The news has spread??" ask Pian.

"What news? News that you and Vishnu are dating to do something forbidden?" ask Pian.

"Well??!" it turns out that my guess is wrong, Vishnu is really looking to die.

"Who said ?" my many.

"Dam, there's no way Salwa could be like that ! we'll know that Salwa has.." Nur's eyebrows raised hinted that I might not be playing behind Za.

I reached into the phone and opened the school forum, how surprised I saw a photo of me when I used to happen to be together with Vishnu, like coming home from school accidentally Vishnu came to me who was waiting for Za om, drove me to the sub-district office, and yesterday while talking to each other. There is always hand contact even if my hands are uniformly covered.

"Shittt !" I who was already at the peak of anger had to swallow the bitter pill, delaying my already mounting anger from the bell entering.

My mind is not calm, my concentration is divided with the test I am working on. It feels like 90 minutes is like a year, long time...!!

Several times I glanced towards the clock on the wall, my hands were already itching to immediately tear and chop Vishnu.

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"Sal !!" pekik Nur and Uni, but I've been hunted down first, towards the class where the morally male is.

"Susul Nur" pinta Uni.

"Do we need to call Mr Zaky?" ask Pian.

"Call it !" answered Nur while running.

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Brakkk !!!

The feeling of disgust in my palm I do not care, I kicked the table where Vishnu sat.

"Remove photos that show you proof of what it is !!" my door.

He smiles annoyingly, handsome face dear rich behavior se*tan.

"Gue ain't playing Salwa" he said.

"Loe ain't no kapoknya make the same problem bang Zaky !!"

"It is precisely with this Mr. Zaky will see how dear I am to his favorite nephew !" the answer still considers me and Za uncle and nephew. It is very desirable to bring a mosque toa and shout in his ear if I am the legal wife om Za is not his nephew. There was no way I could show my belly that was bulging in public that I always covered with brackets and jackets.

"Heh !! the kegatelan chick !! cheap chick !!" squealing Vita whose eyes are already puffy. This fake news made her cry all day.

Plakkk !!!

Perih, my reddened cheeks arrived at Vita's slap.

"Aww, here loe I chopped loe live !!" pekikku pull the veil Vita was about to tear the face of the judges, but in the barrier of the Union.

" Out !!! take care of your attitude !!" snapped Vishnu, he pulled and took Vita out of class, then threw Vita's hand violently. Don't know what they're talking about. I obviously feel fucked. My friend approached. Suddenly the class became boisterous by students who witnessed the scene of this flying fish soap opera. And I'm in the wrong position this time, why do good people always get zolimized?? who is acting who is also affected.

"Sal.." Nur hugged me.

"Sir Zaky is coming soon, Sal !" adam answered, all who heard turned to Adam who came with Pian, after me.

"You call bang Zaky, dam?" my many. He nodded.

The Headmaster who knew this news called the three of us.

"What else is this Salwa, Vishnu, Vita?" ask the Headmaster.

"Just ask them both !!" my sarcasm, still holding my cheek that shrunk.

"She saw some photos of you with Vishnu in the school forum, is that true ?" ask Mr. Damar.

"Here loe nene magic !!! you fucking bitch!!" back my words fate felt vengeful, wanted to reach Vita but was detained Kamila ma'am.

Chequelek

From the doorway came Za with Ramli accompanying her. Because it is my usual today om Za not to the office but meeting with clients. The cool women's coat he took off, changed with shirts and suits like an arrogant but handsome young CEO, suddenly the women who saw turned into butter on a hot teflon when they saw Za, melted.....

"Assalamualaikum" he said coldly. The eyes pierced like an eagle he pointed at Vishnu and Vita, while a different gaze he showed me.

My courage and recklessness changed, afraid that Za would misunderstand me again.

"Waalaikumsalam, Mr. Zaky.."

Om Za sat next to me while om Ramli was in the side seat.

"Hey, why cry?" ask about Za. I just threw myself into his arms.

"Salwa ga what bang, "my great-grandson.

Om Za's eyes glanced at my red cheek "Adek slapped?" he asked, he knew a red defender like this was a slap. He rubbed it gently. However, I grimaced. Jaw hardens.

"Who dares slap adek?" ask about Za. I haven't answered Za has asked the Principal.

"What's the matter, sir, who brought Salwa?" tanya om Za took off one button of her suit.

Mr. Damar then explained everything that happened.

"I'm sorry, but here I am wrong. I love my nephew very much. Sorry for my carelessness and childish actions, I just wanted to bully and make Salwa honest with me" explained Vishnu firmly wanted to show that he was a real man.

"Honestly?? bluff?? nephew??" ask about Za.

"Where's your phone? what do you want to see there?" pinta om Za's. I gave up my phone, om Za opened the school forum. He smiled at all the news and photos in it.

"So you mean Salwa is dating you and has already had a serious relationship with you?" ask Za to Vishnu.

"And this photo is proof ?"

"I mean the photo is proof that Salwa and I were dating even to physical contact" said Vishnu. Though the news that blows so spread where. Indeed, the human mouth is sometimes the speech conveyed is exaggerated and reduced.

"I'm sorry I don't know if the gossip to say me and Salwa to have a forbidden relationship" said Vishnu.

"Did you say you loved Salwa??" ask about Za.

"Abang !!" call me to look at Za.

"If you love Salwa, I will challenge you!" said om Za.

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