The Primadona Malam

You, Woman!

"Ughhh!"

Niram was very surprised when something big broke through entering his small puddle.

A small ringisan began to sound from Niram's tiny lips. For a moment, Alfaruk paused his shock.

Niram opened his eyes as Alfaruk paused his activities. Now, the shadow of the face of the stern-headed man who began to sweat, was clearly visible in front of Niram.

"illness?" alfaruk asked as he saw the grimacing look on Niram's face.

Niram nodded slowly.

"All right, I'll make it as slow as possible. I don't want you to feel uncomfortable with this game. Rest, we still have plenty of time to do it again" Alfaruk said, preparing to take the weapon from its sheath.

"No-no, Tu-an. I-I can hold it. How can I be clever, if you give me half of the lesson ... half," replied Niram, holding the stinging pain down there.

Alfaruk smiled happily.

"Alright, Miss. This is your request, be prepared to take a second lesson" whispered Alfaruk.

The man continued his stomping. Slowly, but on target. It made Niram feel something he had never felt before.

Niram. His heart grieved all that he had done. But his body language is different. The gentle treatment of the man who was nearing the age of 50, had unknowingly trapped Niram in a feeling of comfort. In the end, Niram's body language spoke to counteract the jolt for Alfaruk's sake.

And Alfaruk too. As long as he was adventuring with women, only this time did he feel a sense of perfection. In fact, the first night he did with his wife was not as bitten as he felt at this time.

Nearly an hour and a half has passed. Many times Niram said if he wanted to pee. However, Alfaruk ignored him.

"That's a real pee, honey. Don't hold it, or you'll feel pain" said Alfaruk.

"Then, w-what should I-I la-kukan?" asked Niram on the sidelines of the breath that stung because of the action of the hip Alfaruk.

"Take it off, you'll know how delicious a release can be" said Alfaruk, who is still moving rhythmically over the innocent body of his woman.

"It hurts a lot, Tu-an. I-I'm su-dah trying to get him out, but I-I can't. Ahh!" said Niram with sweat that is increasingly pouring.

Oh my God, what should I do. Why does this pleasure feel so tormenting to me, Inner Niram.

Niram's head began to move to the right and to the left. Both hands tightly hugged the body of the man who was still engrossed in swaying above his hips. Feeling such intense pain, Niram's fingernails unconsciously stuck in the man's skin.

"Aargh, Tu-lord, I-I can't stand it!" peekkik Niram's.

Alfaruk smiled happily looking at the unease on his little woman's face. He began to speed up the rhythm of his movements. Until the last blow, Alfaruk pressed him so strongly. Billions of troops began competing to enter a small puddle that holds a myriad of pleasures.

"Aaargh, it's a great favor for Niram!" racau Alfaruk on the sidelines of his release.

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It's fallen, hit the stairs. Perhaps that is the proverb that describes the current state of Halim. His wife's grave is still not dry, now he has to dig another grave for one of his twins.

Halim stared at the small grave that had just been stockpiled with red earth. The words of the pediatrician who handled his little daughter, are still recorded clearly in Halim's memory.

"Patience, Sir. This may be the best way for your daughter. Medically, given any longevity, pity."

Halim can only give up. He knows, all this. To whatever extent Halim refused, it remained the same .. she could not avoid the fate of her life.

There is not a word that Halim can say in front of the child and his wife. Empty! Only the void he could feel at this moment.

Halim. What Sugistiawan said was indeed true. Today, Khanza –the youngest daughter of Halim– has been allowed to go home by the hospital.

"I'm confused, Bang. I-I don't know how to take care of a baby without its mother" Halim said.

"Before, I'm sorry, Lim. I don't mean to be presumptuous of you, but if you will. Let me ma bini take care of your son. Incidentally, the same cave has not been given the belief to have offspring. But you don't misunderstand me, Lim. I don't mean to take custody of your son. I'm just–"

"I understand, Bang. I know that Brother's intentions are very sincere Mpok Leha. I'm grateful for that. Of course I don't mind Brother and Mpok Leha taking care of my son" replied Halim.

"Alhamdulillah .. thanks, Lim. You don't have to worry, I ma Leha, you'll think of Khansa as our own son. And I am also Leha will not limit your meeting. Whenever you want to visit, the door of my house is open to you" Sugistiawan said.

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The Star hotel.

The two people of different generations were still asleep even though the sun began to rise. It did not take long, Niram finally managed to master the game. In fact, at the end of the night, he became the leader in the increasingly heated bed game.

Alfaruk blinked his eyes as sunlight burst into the window of the room. He grabbed the watch stored on the nightstand.

"Uh, it's 11," muttered Alfaruk while saving the clock again.

Alfaruk glanced at the woman who was snoring softly beside him. Women who are still wrapped in blankets look more beautiful when sleeping. The shoulders that looked white were smooth, making a strange rumble in Alfaruk's heart. The man pulled out the hair that covered part of his woman's face.

Alfaruk grinned happily at the bluish tattoo of his work, scattered around the niche of Niram's neck. Not even just getting there. The smooth white chest of Niram was targeted by Alfaruk to create a stamp of ownership there.

"You are so beautiful, my little woman," muttered Alfaruk, right in her female ear.

Niram was wriggling his body when he felt a person's breath in his ears. Slowly, he opened his eyes. Alfaruk still looked at him.

"Sir, why are you looking at me like that? Is there something on my face?" replied Niram who was worried if his pillow face disturbed the guest.

"Yes, there is something on your face that has managed to wake me up" Alfaruk replied grinning.

"You mean, Tu-lord?" asked Niram, nervous.

Instead of answering Niram's question, Alfaruk lay down and waved the blanket.

"Get it!" Alfaruk's Order.

"But Tu-an?"

"I like your game. Ride on!" Again Alfaruk gave the order while withdrawing Niram's hand.

Although the curse was upset in his heart, Niram could not resist. Alfaruk's weapon seemed to be ready for battle.

Alfaruk closed both his eyes as he felt the warmth start to spread throughout his body. Niram's beat begins to rhythmically, giving a different sensation in Alfaruk's romance story.

For some reason, Alfaruk really enjoyed the game presented by Niram. Actually, this was not Alfaruk's first experience with a woman. However, Niram's sad face was able to crush his heart. Just this time Alfaruk played a taste when making love to a woman the night.

"You're mine, Niram! I don't want anyone to feel pleasure from you. Only I am entitled to your body, Niram. Just me!" racau Alfaruk on the sidelines of the pleasure he is currently regaining.

"But why, sir. Isn't my job just an entertainer? So, whoever buys my body, I'm supposed to serve it, right?" tanya Niram, still engrossed in moving rhythmically over the hips of his guests.

Heard the words of Niram. Alfaruk opened his eyes. Quickly, he pulled both of Niram's hands until the woman fell on the chest of his field. Deftly, Alfaruk changed the position until reversed. Now he starts leading the game. Alfaruk stamped his weapon so powerful.

"Because of you, my woman!"