I LOVE YOU UNCLE BASTIAN

I LOVE YOU UNCLE BASTIAN
Where do I want to be caught


One of the police officers called Bastian's house, asking him about a man named Bastian to immediately pick up his nephew who was at the police station. one of the servants that was in that place was of course a little surprised, he was, the waiter immediately called Bastian at work and said that blood was in the police station because of an incident.


About an hour later, Bastian was at the police station, looking for a young girl who had lived in his house for about 4 years.


"Where are you?!" bastian was at the police station.


"Who are you looking for, sir?" ask one of the police.


"I'm looking for my niece, she said she was brought here" Bastian said.


"A girl who was chased by thugs and was about to be raped, sir?" ask the police officer who made Bastian confused because of the information he got from one of his aides if Dara made trouble.


"What do you mean, police?" ask Bastian.


"Your niece was almost raped by 4 people" said the police officer who pointed to 4 handcuffed thugs.


"Om Bastian has come?" ask Dara.


"What are you doing to trouble? if not arrested Mr. RT, arrested by the police.You want to be arrested Who else?" ask Bastian while massaging his temple.


"If I don't want to be arrested Mr. RT the same as the police, Om." said Dara.


"Who do you want to arrest?" ask the police officer who spoke between Dara and Bastian.


"Of course I want to be arrested my future husband, why also I want to be arrested by the police as Mr. RT. what a thief I am." dara replied with a word that was really so escaped with no control at all.


"How old is your niece?" ask the police.


"Why sir?" ask Bastian back.


"If the age is ripe I want to marry my son, my single son is 25 years old." joked the police officer who made Bastian sigh with a little rough.


"The police officer joked very much" said Bastian who then signed a report at the police station to bring Dara home.


While outside the police station, Bastian stroked his chest and set his breath. "What are you doing again? go home to school, why?" ask Bastian to Dara.


"Y do it again Om, go home from school I work. indeed do what." replied Dara.


"Om not saying you're a school why do you use work?" bastian asked who made Dara smile a little while showing her teeth.


"When I live hitchhiking, school hitchhiking, eating hitchhiking after that asking for money also hitchhiking Om" said Dara.


"Well, what else do you want?" ask Bastian.


"Yes not that om, om know for yourself that the father lately often sick. I don't want to constantly depend on Om, if you're married after that how is my life, Om?" ask Dara to Bastian.


"You have his mind too far" said Bastian.


After an unfinished debate, Bastian finally prefers to give up and bring blood to go home.


"Om, thank you for always helping Dara" said Dara if not Om who else will help you, your father will be at work." replied Bastian.


A moment later Dara suddenly did something that made Bastian instantly freeze.


CUPS..


Suddenly Dara kissed Bastian's cheek, the kiss felt so that the heart of Bastian stopped. if in the past it was okay-okay only when Dara was a child, but now the age of the girl was a teenager.


"Om, then you will get me down to the minimarket." Pinta Dara.


"What do you want?" ask Bastian.


"There is something" said Dara.


"Just tell me what you want, if you don't tell me honestly Om definitely won't stop the car." threatened Bastian who made Dara smile and whispered something in Bastian's ear.


"I want to buy pads, Om." whispered Dara who made Bastian fall silent again.


Dara always makes Bastian feel something really very different, Dara who is 16 years old and 2 months old again will step 17 years old it will be a student of 2nd grade High School.


"You're talking about that, really? you can't say anything in secret" Bastian said.


"So Om asked to use ngancam again" replied Dara.


A smile that is so bright cheerful is always shown by Dara to Bastian, a man who is 30 years old was always made to lose his mind whenever Dara always close to him.


** Several months later **


"Become." Call Mr. Rusdi.


"What's the matter sir." replied Dara.


"Later deliver ya father." said Mr. Rusdi.


"Where are you going?" ask Dara.


"Father want to see the house near here" replied Mr. Rusdi.


"Boy, buy that house?" ask Dara.


"Yes" replied Rusdi.


"Mas, why the hell did you move out of here?" ask Bastian.


"Mas wants to make Dara more independent" replied Mr. Rusdi.


"But mas..," said Bastian.


A simple house near Bastian's house was bought by Mr. Rusdi, the old man did not want to rely too much on Bastian.


One week later Rusdi and Dara move into their new home, moving in the house next to Bastian's.


this morning Dara came to Bastian's house, seen the 17-year-old girl always come to Bastian's house when there are problems that he can not solve.


"Bok, um Bastian's home isn't he?" ask Dara to mbok Rum.


"Mas Bastian is still sleeping" Rum replied.


"Oh, it's Sunday, it's worth it still sleeping" said Dara, who then walked into Bastian's room.


GECK..


GECK..


GECK..


"Of!" call Dara who is already in front of Bastian's room.


GECK..


GECK..


GECK...


the door to Bastian's room is locked by Dara's back.


"Of!!" dara repeatedly cried.


because there was no confirmation from the owner of the room a moment later Dara entered into Bastian's room. The eyes of blood looked at Bastian who was still on his bed, the man still closed his eyes.


Dara stopped in front of Bastian's room, looking at the man who was still sound asleep while covering himself with a blanket.


"Om..," call Dara in Bastian's ear.


"Hem.." answered Bastian.


"Om..," Dara called back while blowing Bastian's face.


Seems like someone was about to do something to him, immediately Bastian pulled Dara's hand to make Dara immediately slammed on Bastian's mattress.


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I love you uncle Bastian