Mentari And Mr. Camat
Have as a whole

All the students set off for the campsite on an Army truck, which took them. While Mentari, Aneke, Gibran, Tita, Headmaster and Ms. Wati are in one car. He was with the students in the truck.

"Bu Mentari, how was his father left in the camp? " Ask the Headmaster.

"He said, later to follow sir, would join. " Answer Mentari.

"Sir Camat, so would you like to go camping with us? " Said Wati's Mother.

"Yes ma'am, but don't know when, come in the afternoon or tomorrow, say the hell tomorrow. "

"If you are not busy, you can go the same. " Said Wati's Mother.

"There is still work, ma'am, because of the village chief's corruption case. "

"Oh yeah, how's that? It's been processed. "

"Already, eat his Mas Fatih, often back and forth to the Police. "

"Not moved to the police? "Ask the Headmaster.

"Not yesterday, don't know now. He rarely asks. " Answer Mentari.

"Rarely ask, relationship people do not get along. " Tita chirps, and immediately get a gaze from Gibran, from the direction of his rearview mirror.

*****

Mentari and Aneke helped the cook with vegetables and fish, while the students were putting up a tent.

"I'm so good, look at Tita's face. Look, nempel continues with Gibran, afraid to be kidnapped with you Tar. " Say Aneke.

"I really did kidnap her, like she was cool too." Mentari meledek.

"So get Gibran into the sack, most have a beard fire. "

"Tita like it deserves, there's her ex. But I also realized, now I have a husband."

"You're the same Mr Fatih, have you? "

"We learn to love each other, to accept. Eat her she wants to come here, because we've agreed, if we're still focused on our boyfriends, why come here."

"Thank God, then. Hopefully durable yes, ordinary, if parents who choose it, durable until have children. "

"Amin, may Allah. "

*****

The fog had started to fall, the air was getting colder, at 3 pm, the children were resting and waiting for the ashar time to arrive.

Mentari looked at the figure who was walking, then welcomed by the Headmaster and Ibu Wati.

"Mas Fatih, Aneke. " Say Mentari immediately got up from her seat and walked towards Fatih.

"Bu Mentari, his father came. " Said Wati's Mother.

Fatih shook hands with all the camp organizers, while shaking hands with Gibran, his second smile looked very good at sight.

"I want it tomorrow. But it just so happens that tomorrow is off, Saturday. And there is no activity, yes it is now just following here. " Said Fatih.

"Later, fitting bonfire event Mr. Fatih could be a camp builder. " Said the Headmaster.

"God willing. "

Mentari and Fatih went into the tent, put the bag belongs to him and Fatih, the heavy hand was directly hugging the body of Mentari who was justifying the position of her pillow and bed.

"Mas, don't do this. I still have to finish the job. "

"Cold Yank. "

"Well what, not so. "

"DP used to dong. "

"Ih, DP - DP an, like people want credit. "

"Kiss or something. "

Cup

Mentari kissed Fatih's lips, while Fatih pouted during one kiss. Mentari who knows, directly****** Fatih's lips, and Fatih's hands immediately catch the two twin hills belonging to Mentari.

"Mas, you are. " The Mentari immediately lowered Fatih's hand, while Fatih only chuckled.

"Already ah, I want to join each other."

"Mas, take a break. "

"Yes." Yeah." The sun came out of the tent, and joined the others.

*****

The evening event, in the contents of the student's art creation competition, ranging from drama, poetry reading, singing and other Monday creations.

"Sir Camat, isn't his jealous wife still the same office as his ex? " Said Tita.

"I believe in him. " Said Fatih.

"Faith, you can lie. Look, the interaction. " Tita said as she saw Gibran and Mentari filling out the show.

"It's professionalism, why? you can't distinguish. Maybe you're too jealous, they're grown-ups."

Fatih immediately stood up dead Tita, and joined enliven the event.

"Every night. " Sapa Fatih arrived - arriving, Mentari immediately turned to Fatih.

"Father, tonight would like to give you some entertainment, so that tonight will be very special, you know who you are? "

"Sir Camat Fatih. " Say one of the male students.

"Yes right, here son, you love pocket money for you. "

The male student immediately walked towards Fatih, opened his wallet and gave up the red sheet.

"Thank you Sir. "

"Same, whose name are you? "

"Anwar Pak's. "

"Cita - what do you want to be? "

"Engineer Pak. "

"Cool, diligent study yes. "

Mentari approached Fatih, and held her arm, whispering into her husband's ear with her tiptoes, because Fatih was tall.

"What do you want to go forward? "

"Mas, I want to give you something special. "

"Don't be weird - weird. "

"No. "

Fatih then took the guitar, from one of the students, and pulled Mentari's hand to sit together beside Fatih.

"Tonight, I want to bring you a love poem, this poem is special for the woman next to me. "

Suiiittt.

And make a boisterous sound of applause, and the voices of the students to the coaches and teachers - his other teachers, which makes the atmosphere crowded.

Gibran can only smile, but his heart is very sick, his eyes glazed - glass, Mr. Heru, immediately rubbed Gibran's back.

"I am strong Sir. " Say Gibran.

The flow of guitar passages, making the atmosphere very romantic, Mentari continued to stare at Fatih who was staring at him as well while strumming the guitar.

You know what, how does my heart feel?

You should know, if my heart is beating very fast, when near you.

You know, no, how restless, this body, if it's far away from you.

I fell in love, that's how I felt.

Falling, not sick, even make you want to always fall in love with you.

This love, sincere one hundred percent use preservatives, even this love one hundred percent of your property, from the man who bequeaths his whole body, halal for you.

"You, are the last woman, who will be with me, walking towards heaven. "

Mentari was very moved, Fatih kissed the back of Mentari's hand, until both tears fell.

"Amin, I love you. " Say the Mentari plan.

"I love you too. "

*****

Fatih and Mentari kissed each other, even their kisses were hotter, Fatih's lips touched every bend of Mentari's body, so they couldn't stand it, and in order not to make a sound, Mentari gripped Fatih's back, sometimes pressing Fatih's head, at the point that made Mentari fly.

Now their hands help each other release everything that covers their bodies. Mentari puffed his chest, when Fatih played in a sensitive area owned by Mentari, even the two sturdy hands, now playing in two circles owned by Mentari. Until an unstoppable feeling wanted to explode, Mentari hugged Fatih's body tightly.

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