Your loyalty

A pal?

The night has come and requires Almas to carry out his duties. Being a DJ was her dream after listening to her papa story first. But this time Almas came alone as usual.

Almas in between Mustafa who had picked him up earlier in his apartment. After telling so many stories, Almas and Mustafa agree to spend their Wednesday night with a drink that makes them forget for a moment.

Forgetting the problem that feels very stifling chest. Their problem is related to the same person, Alfarizi. A man who had two wives a day, but only walked for a few weeks.

Almas is drinking a drink that always accompanies him in his empty night. Together with his old friend, Almas ordered an intoxicatingly large amount of the drink.

“Fa, how do we move to my apartment? I'm afraid to run down here, can be chopped as papa later,” said Almas who still seems smooth but awareness is no longer full.

“Lu is still strong?” Ask Mustafa who had almost lost his consciousness.

“You challenged me hi a man who likes asceticism as his name suggests?” Almas drew closer to the man in the status of a widower.

“Ok, okay. I'll follow you. But if something happens do not ever blame me,” the speech of a semi-conscious person is always unpredictable.

But believe me if what comes out of a drunken man is honesty. Maybe people hate drunkards, but they just want to let go of the burden on their shoulders.

The distance of Wing with luxury apartments owned by Almas is not far. So that they do not have to linger long on the highway. What makes them old is just their way of walking in the hallway of the apartment.

Singing is not clear, even they also occasionally knock on the door of other apartment residents. Almas felt drunk this time was the most effective hangover. With someone who once filled his heart but left him without a trace.

“We have arrived, what do you want now?” Ask Almas who still has almost full consciousness.

“I want to eat you, can?” Mustafa's whisper has now kissed Almas' neck.

The most dangerous person is not the one who is drunk. But he was a person who still had a little bit of his consciousness.

Because the hot taste of the alcohol that burns inside is able to arouse lust. Napsu is usually able to be controlled by a BK teacher. Now I have to give up on the drink that burned her chest.

The heat that Almas felt also aroused passion in the woman who was almost married but failed. The wedding was arranged by the family of Toni, his birth opa. It almost destroyed his youth.

Married at the age of just entering the age of twelve years with a forty-year-old. It was failed by Mustafa who became a crazy friend of Almas during high school.

Mustafa then promised to marry Almas, only a fleeting remark that he soon forgot. But apparently it continues to imprint on Almas. Because after that incident, Almas began to cultivate another taste in his heart.

Time passed quickly and made the promise forgotten. Leaving Almas waiting for a hope that has never been realized. Until he tied himself with a five-year-old different from him.

Mustafa's kiss further hunts down and demands the girl to retaliate. Tongue games are inevitable, even they are mutually****** in a standing state.

As if there were no more tomorrow they both spent what was seen by the eyes. The kiss turned to the whole body of Almas which was not much different from the body of mustafa. Slowly and surely, Mustafa led the girl who had been drenched in his sea of love to bed.

Mustafa put Almas to sleep before looking at him. The smile that rose on the man's lips, making Almas fascinated and increasingly lost control.

It was not her clothes that wrapped her beautiful body. From behind the shirt is a marvelous view that is hidden.

Mustafa's semi-conscious state, makes him even more crazed. Not waiting long, the man had already played on the hill of teletubies belonging to his old friend.

The morning passed by both of them. The warm embrace and also the breath of Mustafa made Almas wake up from his dream.The real dream he had with his old friend.moved a little away because he still could not believe if this was a reality.

Mustafa felt that something was moving away from him and tried to open his eyes. A strange sense of urgency when he found Almas in front of him. His eyes seemed unable to keep the shame again closed.

Almas knows if men if the morning is up to react. It was in katehui because he had done it several times in the morning with his own cousin, Agas. It was even she who gained the girl's virginity.

“I'm sorry. I will propose to you soon, if necessary I will marry you today too,” Mustafa said, calming the girl in front of him.

“Promise you won't break your promise again,” Almas is down.

“Will no longer,” Mustafa also look for clothes that he threw somewhere.

Almas wears a bed sheet to wrap it himself and walks to the bathroom. Looking at the white back that looks smooth also makes Mustafa again stiffen. Still not wearing his shirt, Mustafa follows Almas in the bathroom.

Almas, who used to not lock the door, made the man enter the bathroom easily. Seeing Almas was already under the splash of water coming out of the shower above the girl's head. Mustafa immediately hugged and kissed the back that had teased him earlier.

“What do you do Fa?” Ask Almas who could not stand the gel touch the man.

“I want to feel you in a fully conscious state. Let me feel it,” Mustafa wailed with a slight huffing.

“Enjoy as you please, I am yours today bebz,” sigh Almas who increasingly evokes the vibrations that exist in Mustafa.

The green light was on, and Mustafa wastes no more time. Every touch he felt made him unable to bear to not sigh.

The delicate hand that was just resting on the cold wall of the bathroom. Now it has moved on the thighs and also the nape of the man who kissed his neck from behind. Kissing doesn't stop in one place.

Under the warm water makes the atmosphere more heated. The slippery soap that was rubbed on the woman seemed to help her achieve what she wanted. The morning war under the rush of water ended when satisfaction was obtained by the two people.

Mustafa comes out after Almas tells him to leave himself for a while. Mustafa finally found all his clothes scattered on the floor. Almas came out of the bathroom with a neat appearance.

“Fa, I forgot there was a ten o'clock meeting, and now it's nine. Can you take me to papa's cafe in X?” Almas is now styling her wet hair and polishing her smooth face a little.

“Whatever dear,” is not expected if Mustafa calls him dear.

Enjoying Mustafa's embrace made him even calmer. The hug he never dared to dream of, he now got it without asking.

Very lucky lu Al, hihihi dear. Dreaming what semalem, uh not dreaming but mabok. Almas laughed in his heart but only a small smile was shown to the man who had just called him dear.

Mustafa asked the principal for permission not to go to work. Mustafa honestly confessed that he was late waking up.

Mustafa's honesty can not be doubted, but there are some who do not like him. Especially Abigil, a math teacher. I don't know what his college friend in Singapore hates him.

Today Almas in between even awaited by Mustafa until the end of the meeting.