30 Days Before the Farewell

momentary pleasure

Morning arrived, the sound of birds sounding melodious to each other from the back garden, the voice of the parrot who always woke up his sleep every morning.

Inspiration opened his eyes when the parrot rang, he got up from his sleep and walked up to the window of his room to look out.

That morning the clouds were still dark, only a few stars could be seen adorning the sky.The thin fog enveloped the city with a breeze of cool breeze that swept through every street of the city, the city,  feels fresh and beautiful to the eyes. Inspiration began to take his painting tools, painting the beautiful scenery with all his skills. That morning he did not go straight to the bathroom because the dawn adhan was still 20 minutes left. He didn't want to waste his time just to keep quiet, so he better paint like this to add to his collection that he will promote tomorrow to his friends.

"Dad must not wake up, a habit, if not built the same I will not wake up quickly" said Ilham. He was still thinking about his father even though he was busy painting.

"Den Ilham, Did you wake up? den Ilham what's there?" Tanya bi Minah who saw Ilham was busy in front of her window glass.

"I'm painting a view of the city bi, quite enough to add to my collection" replied Ilham smiling. The child looked very excited, making bi Minah shake her head in astonishment.

"The child is indeed strange, very different from his father, it seems that Ilham will become a successful child, still a rich child so he already knows the time, ahh' if only this Inspiration den aunty's child, it's definitely a proud aunt den" inner bi Minah.

Bi Minah got up from her sleep, she started walking to the bathroom to clean, only after that she performed dawn prayers.

"Auntie first the bathroom! Aden's still a long time, isn't he going to paint it?" Ask bi Minah.

"Still a long time bi, aunty first" replied Ilham who still looks focused on the painting.

"Yes den" said bi Minah while entering the bathroom.

Inspiration by moving the pen, one by one color is applied until the scene looks like the original.

"My work should be really good, I should be able to sell this painting so that I can help my father, my father, he has no place to live" said Ilham with his teary eyes.

"Assolatuqoirumminanaum" suddenly heard the sound of a beautiful dawn prayer, it is time for the Muslims to wake up from their sleep and perform the congregational dawn prayers.

"Den, son! Go on again! We pray at dawn first!" Said bi Minah. Bi Minah told Ilham to keep the ink so that she would pray together with him. Bi Minah applied discipline to get her used to this. So that someday if bi Minah is no longer with him, Ilham is used to doing this, leaving work for prayer that has become his duty.

"Yes bi" said Ilham smiling. Inspiration put all his painting equipment and began walking to the bathroom to clean.

When bi Minah and Ilham were ready to perform dawn prayers, in Nadira's room, Nadira also began to wake Reza doctor who was seen still sound asleep. Tonight doctor Reza sleeps very well maybe because he is tired of serving guests all day, he forgot his first night that he had been waiting from far away, far away, that night he had not had time to enjoy the beautiful body of Nadira because it was disturbed by the presence of Sifa in his room.

"Honey, wake up, we pray the morning congregation yuk!" Nadira slowly grabbed her husband's hand. But Dr. Reza still sleeps soundly.

"Kok mas Reza didn't wake up anyway, Kasian! He must be exhausted" said Nadira. "I was first ah, later also mas Reza nyululu" said Nadira. Nadira began to rise from his seat. He walked to the bathroom to clean.

When Nadira was about to get out of bed, Nadira accidentally hit the dresser until all her makeup was scattered.

"Awww is sick" shouted Nadira who looked in pain with the impact.

"Honey, what's wrong with you?'' ask Dr. Reza. Doctor Reza was shocked to hear the sound, he woke up from his sleep and quickly approached Nadira who was grimacing in pain.

"I accidentally hit the mas table, it hurts a lot" replied Nadira while grinning with pain. 

Doctor Reza began to examine the wound on his wife's leg, she was worried that the wound was large and bloody, but after seeing it was only a bruise, he just rubbed the bumped area slowly and affectionately.

Nadira's legs that look white was awakened the desire of the handsome doctor again. The doctor deliberately felt a fertile field under the folds of the thigh, this time he played a different game, he tried to speed up the duration so that he could still perform congregational morning prayers.

Nadira's body began to feel a different tension, he shook violently when the hand was played. Friction after friction felt so delicious after one finger managed to stick the hole. The sound of ****** was heard in the ear making the desire more so.

"Mas, aaa" Nadira could not resist that overwhelming pleasure. His body spontaneously moved to a sofa, he began to lay down his body on the soft sofa.

"today I will enjoy it too, I really can't stand it" said Doctor Reza. Dr. Reza quickly opened one by one the cloths that blocked the scene. He began to move closer to that smooth t*b*h slowly.

"Let's go, Sifa's still sleeping" Nadira whispered in the handsome doctor's ear.

Not wanting to waste time, Doctor Reza also began to play the game, he began to enter it slowly, making Nadira unable to withstand his pleasure.

"Dear thank you, you have given me a very wonderful pleasure" whispered doctor Reza in the ear of Nadira. Nadira just smiled while enjoying the friction for the sake of friction.

"I haven't felt this for a long time, my God, this is what the heaven of the world feels like, really good" said Nadira. Nadira hugged her husband's body tightly, she continued to whisper affectionately in the ear of the doctor made the doctor could not bear to immediately vomit something.

"Mas, aaa" whispered Nadira as the doctor sped up the rhythm of the game.

"A little more dear" he said with a smile.

"Let's go baby" he jolted violently when his desire began to peak, his hand held the hair on the doctor's head firmly.

Then.

Brakkk

His body was lying limp with sweat pouring out from all directions.