Love Me Please, Uncle Camat
Action om Za
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Counting already 3 days from the day of my last meeting with Vishnu, he did not immediately withdraw and confirm the false news, even this news is increasingly widespread to the parents of students. My steps stomped in the still quiet school corridor, towards Vishnu's class.
"Vishnu !!" pekikku called the disbelieving young man.There was no more desire to appreciate the man.
Inexhaustible by his attitude, if not afraid in viralkan people have I just strangled his neck.
"Immediately unplug the news and confirm !!!" threatened me. The lightning gaze like lightning bolts was directed at this even smiling man who was underestimating this.
"I don't want to, what do you want?" the question was challenging.
"Loe yes !!!" I pointed and threw my face away. Why do I have to deal with this kind of trashy human type.
"It turns out that the generosity and kindness of my husband is the same loe, ga loe assume yes ?" regretting that I did not spare Za to put him in prison again, it seems that prison does not deter him, if not mercy om Za maybe until this moment Vishnu is still in prison.
"Why? you want to sue me again? I'm not scared ! the proof is I can be here again because I can guarantee my freedom !" he said he was proud to attach his jacket to his shoulder.
This attitude makes me sick, ortu loe no related, besides I really hate people who use parents for personal gain.
"Loe ain't lower than shit !!" my sarcasm.
" What did loe say ?! and more than a pel*cur, how much did Zaky buy loe for marriage??" vishnu reply.
Degs....
Those words made me very sick, "keep your words !!" I slapped Vishnu.
It feels like right now all I need is the mature man's embrace. Fortunately, Vishnu class is quiet because the class has not entered. I deliberately came early to meet Vishnu who was part of the picket in his class.
" What does a camat have compared to me Sal??" her question is squealing.
"Loe ain't no fingernail compared to bang Za !!" the tears that have come down are hard to bring back.
What does everyone think if marriage is adrift of a distant age should always be negative thinking??
"My parents are not only Sal, if you only need you, I can also be full !!" the answer.
" The tajir ortu loe right, keep loe proud? so keep your mouth shut for you, "I answered with tears. It's just free to talk to a human like Vishnu. Just wasting energy.
"Well, there's no point in talking to you ! I wait until tomorrow if you have no confirmation about this news and delete the photo then you will take responsibility for yourself as a result !" my answer.
But when I turned around it turned out that someone was standing in the doorway looking at all these events.
"Abang ??!" muttered. Likewise Vishnu, the young man whose arrogant layer defeats the banana heart layer is choked.
"It turns out you still want to play with me !!" said om Za.
"Daddy, your phone's left on the dashboard. Later brother does not know when to pick you up, so brother overtakes you," explained om Za.
"You also called my wife a pel*cur. Fortunately this was in school and I can still hold back my patience !"
"Bang, Salwa wants to go home!" I hold my stomach.
"You've called a mother-to-be that contemptible name, even more so my son's mother-to-be!" om Za pulled me. Some of the students have already started to enter.
Om Za pulled me into the Principal's room, he asked permission from this second until graduation day which is only a month away I will be on school leave.
"Bang, Salwa just want to come with brother !!" I said in the car.
"Why not just rest at home, there will be umi and abi" he replied. The incident just now disturbed my mood a little. I just want to get some fresh air.
" Want to get some fresh air ! bosen's at home," I replied.
"Abang is going to the plantation, there is a meeting with Ramli and Mirza" he replied.
"Ang not to the subdistrict?" my many.
"Later maybe sorry, there are things that you have to take care of !" answer again.
"Salwa come with bang," I whine.
"Yes already, I can !" he nodded.
When I got there, Mirza and Ramli were waiting. All three of them went into the study, while I just wanted to stay in the backyard.
I scrolled the contact name on my phone and tried to contact Acha. Ngaler ngidul with Acha can take off all my problems, how much I miss my friend this one, I heard he already has a lover. Here deserted especially after UAS, Afrian returned to Jakarta to meet his parents, although he promised to return as soon as possible because it still had to be guided by Za about business.
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Not school makes me this early just shut up and help us at home, prepare breakfast.
"The 5-month gestation is already visible son, already bloated !" said umi while arranging the dishes.
"Eating on, he said did not want to be said fat," interrupted om Za in the middle of my chat and umi.
"And the word brother is not fat, but sexy." I replied making umi laugh.
"Abang ga ngantor?" my many.
"Ngantor, but there is adek at home so want malesan malesan," I'm her, obviously she admitted because umi has melengos into the kitchen.
" Where's abi?" ask about Za.
"Take another walk around the complex he said, in addition to running early in the morning with the neighbors," I replied. If om Za prefers to exercise privately different from abi who likes to socialize. The significant difference. About Za berohria.
"Abi mah friendly, ga rich brother loner !" I said.
"Not loners prefer calmness to focus more on sports not others, after all brother does not want to be arrogant to spread the umbar body shape in people !" answer . I spooned the rice on Za's om plate.
True also what he said, I was not pleased if I knew my box was seen by others.
"Bring your heart, Salwa will send lunch to sub-district !" seruku excited.
"Don't let my brother come home!" the answer.
" Reluctant, pregnant women have to move a lot!" my answer.
"Yes, it's fine."
Fortunately, the distance of the house to the district is not too far, just take public transportation such as labi labi, rickshaw or online taxi or public transportation once it has arrived.
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In the afternoon I was ready with a lunch box that I put in a cloth bag, only to wear a hijab I was ready to leave.
" The best wife in this year !!" I cried when reflecting.
"Republic, abi ...Salwa to the office first!" my permission.
"Who's son?" ask abi.
"Self bi, take public transportation, do not know labi labi !" my answer.
"Be careful then, son, do you want an abi interra?" ask her.
"No, bi.near ko. Salwa can be bi, let it be considered ma'amat that is not plugged !" jawbaku.
"Be careful son," replied Umi and abi.
I took a break and walked a little ahead of the house complex looking for public transport.
After arriving I just walked straight into the room om Za. Because of the habit of coming here, the sub-district officials also know me.
"Assalamualaikum ma'am," they said.
"Waalaikumsalam" I replied.
"Hallo bang Rizky," I said.
"Eh assalamualaikum deck Salwa !! going to the father's room?" tanyanya, I nodded.
"But you have another guest on the deck" he replied.
"Oh, what is Salwa waiting for," I sat in the front seat of Rizky's desk.
"Where's your bang from?" manya curious.
"Lack of deck, but it looks like it's a business client guest, not a sub-district guest!" answer bang Rizky who is working on the report.
I waited a long time, I could eat here later, or the food was cold.
Finally shortly after, the door of Za's room opened, a pair of lethargic husbands and wives came out from there, they looked at me. Not long after they passed.
I went into the room om Za, found my man was struggling with the file.
"Assalamualaikum, his ashes are babies !!" seruku while running a little to meet om Za.
"Waalaikumsalam, deck.don't run !!" the answer.
"Now, the lunch..! Salwa bawain !" my spoken.
"Alhamdulillah, thank you, dear" he replied.
"Back of love I cantakuhh..!" seruku again.
"I'm sorry if it's too much, my brother's brother is so old ! who the hell are they??" tanyaku pouting.
"Parents of Vishnu !!" answer Za casually.
My eyes widened.
"What ??!!"
