Love Me Please, Uncle Camat

Zaky vs Vishnu

Bismillah happy reading all 😘

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"Honey and love a woman, it's not enough to just capitalize on love!" om Za said to Vishnu.

After the problems in the secret room, om Za brought this problem outside of school, he thought that young people like Vishnu would not give up before he was satisfied, he thought, so Za will serve this boy who is almost half his age. Om Za offers Vishnu what he wants to compete with. Of course Vishnu chose what he was capable of, to defeat om Za.

"Bang, are you sure?" I looked up to look at Za.

"God, God," he answered rubbing my head.

And here we are, I'm a little surprised it turns out that not only have a car, but I just know if om Za has a big motorbike that is usually used by young people to race, but I just know if Za has a big motorbike, this is a cool version of Salwa magazine. He tightened his gloves and helmet. Already like a professional racer, his style .. Italian racer just lost cute with my hot man om om. If my shame was only as big as a watermelon seed, it would seem like I wanted to shout hysterically that om Za is my chuckled husband. Unfortunately, the image of the attached Camat wife forced me not to behave like a cabean girl deflated 3.

"Om Ramli, since when can you ride a race bike?" I asked Ramli, as my hand held Za's suit.

"Father, it is a pleasure to ride a big motorbike, since adolescence," replied om Ramli smiling. Indeed, this one right hand copied the paste of his superior, equally rigid. Do I have to flush so that the face of this kanebo so soft and not stiff anymore. Or should I soak in the softener sold in the stall.

One more thing I just knew, om Za is a complete package. Look at him now who is no less cool with Vishnu, the charm om mature man even beat other young guys. If the Pacific Ocean contains billions of cubic feet of water, then that's the mark of my love for him, I've fallen into the charm and love valley of the mature man om I once hated, let alone to love him, who was there.I want immediately to go to the chemical store and buy cyanide to brew with his coffee.

I sat in the audience seat, I felt a small movement in my stomach. Looks like in there om baby wants to give spirit to his abi.

"Is there anything you need?" ask Ramli.

"Om, if Salwa may drink" I replied.

Om Ramli nodded then went to buy me a drink.

Vishnu smiled happily, seeing om Za left behind him. He was sure after this he would be free from Vita and dating me.However, he did not know if this is indeed a strategy om Za.

Om Za adjusts the gas and speed according to the bend and condition of the motorcycle tire.As a result in the next turn he managed to shorten the distance from Vishnu, then on a straight road om Za increase his speed, Vishnu also so. He can not control, because his ambition to win stirring gebu he did not see if the speed is still very high for a sharp corner. His tires slip and shake, as he imposes tilting his motorcycle.

"I gotch u !!" mummified om Za.

Om Za easily overtook Vishnu, Vishnu motorbike was unable to hold the balance and fell.

The finish line has been crossed, om Za smiled his smile, he understood the ego of young people who are still unstable, so he can not calm down and think clearly.

"Yeee !! the baby won !!" seruku came down and approached om Za.

I handed over a bottle of mineral water that was bought by Ramli.

"Drink first !" my words offer a drink.

"Thank you dear !" the answer.

Om Za approached Vishnu and helped him,

"When the bend is sharp, the speed of the motor should be reduced so as not to slip and fall, balance the motor and your weight!" say Om Za.

"Your bike has to be changed as well" he added. Vishnu looked upset at om Za, but he was also surprised, it turns out that the Camat profession does not make om Za into a man who does not know the outside world other than the affairs of citizens.

Adzan ashar, perk,

"It's Adzan, then this is my challenge for you!" said om Za. Let alone Vishnu, I just do not understand the meaning of om Za. I don't know if it's just me and Vishnu who's got a bad brain.

The mature man, invited us to the mosque near here.

"Jas and bags you keep in the car, Ram.car keys !" at the door, Ramli and I nodded.

"Wait for me, Mukena Salwa is in the car!" I'm holding Ramli who's about to lock the car.

"Let me get 'em, ma'am !" the answer.

Om Za and om Ramli first took ablution, he unbuttoned in his hand and rolled up his sleeves. Not yet finished my dead man charm. The ablution water that soaked his face like a glitter was sprinkled, making om Za even more glowing.

"Have you taken ablution water?" ask her, I shake.

"Quick wudhu, brother wait inside !" her word.

Vishnu who gawk, do not know what will be challenged by om Za, can only follow.

"Vishnu, this is my challenge to you. Loving a woman is not just a feeling of love and ****, but whether you are able to take her to the path of God, so this is where it all begins !" said om Za.

"I challenge you to become a prayer priest !" added again. Vishnu gawked, immediately he limp, let alone become a priest, honestly praying too many holes, aka striped.

Gleuk....

I saw his face pias straight away, and poked at my lips, could not bear to immediately explode my laughter at that moment, it seemed like the sugar level in his blood immediately dropped dramatically. Ramli just kept silent and smiled, seeing the behavior of this young man. The only light that was challenged was the champion of one Qira'at in his time in the city of Banda Aceh.

"Come, Vishnu please!" om Za allowed Vishnu to advance to the front shaf, becoming a priest.

Seeing me who has used mukena, Vishnu felt challenged. He went forward but, only then did he read the basmallah that he had stopped.

"I'm sorry I can't sir" he replied.

Om Za smiled and patted him on the shoulder, "are you sure??" tanyakanya.

Finally, it was Za who took the place of becoming a priest. As usual the recitation of his prayer was so shahdu.

"Vishnu, now neither I nor Salwa should worry anymore about status issues like before," Om Za pulled out a small brown book, showing names, tgl, photos, etc, and dowry a pair of men who have made a promise before God.

Vishnu flinched, he alone who bo*doh did not want to see and hear the fact, that I was married.

"Salwa my wife," said om Za.

Vishnu stared in disbelief if this was reality.

"Please unplug and confirm the fake news, according to our agreement. The man that was held was his speech, then be gentle !" said om Za. Instead of assuring Vishnu even went without greetings or saying goodbye.

"Dihhhh, how polite you are !!" my sarcasm is under arrest by Za.

"Just let him go, let's see what happens next !"

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Rice has become mush, the news that is not true has spread to public consumption. Vishnu also no news, he seemed to disappear swallowed by the murky river water.

"Second school tomorrow?" ask about Za. I'm shaking. After competing with Vishnu, I became lazy to come to school. Everyone thinks of me as Hello Kitty from Jakarta.

"Engga! males !" answer me while lying on the sofa playing a mobile phone, mengian tambahan, watch the handsome from the ginseng country who if a smile makes the heart dag dig dug serr rich again national exam. He raised his eyebrows.

"Why?" ask her.

"Don't know now people see Salwa rich menandang lowly girl, girl actor !!" ketus.

"Egglers?" ask about Za.

"Yes, the man-to-be snatch !!" answer again.

Om Za sat beside me, I just put my head on her thigh. Asking his hand to stroke elus my head.

"Abang has told him to withdraw the wrong information and confirm the fake news" replied Za. His hands went up and down from the top of his head to the top of his hair. But do not stay silent, the hands of men like to know where to go. When he got to my back, his hand touched the end of the bra hook and then slipped in through the end of the undershirt, with one move of the hook coming off.

It turns out that besides, smart in the business om Za has been good at this business.

"Hand brother diem yes, don't let Salwa bite !!" threatening me, he chuckled but did not stop his perverted actions.

"Abang !!" my peek. When his hand reached my crazy twins whose size was getting yahud.

"Dear, baby" he answered.

"Baby don't be naughty ! Salwa again cape bang !" my lament.

"So, just stay downstairs, accept and enjoy" she replied.

I want to knock his head with a casti stick, let out his perverted genie.

"Bang," Ielihku.

"Hmmm,"

"Since when do you love motor racing? ko Salwa don't know?" my many.

"Want to know?" tanyakanya.

"There's a fee for an answer !" said.

I raised my eyebrows next door, the romance I smelled the smell of fatigue and stayed up in a jar.

"That's a hell of a count," sewotku.

"This figure is an entrepreneur.if you want to get what you want then there is a price to be paid or exchanged."

My eyes narrowed and then screeched "Same time wife herself !!" my nagging won't take it.

"Abang only teaches adek.." he said while pulling me into the blanket.

"Abang !!!"

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