SYAHDU (Contract Sleep Friends)
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Syahdu bellowed, suddenly he felt something playing at the top of his chest.

But the overwhelming drowsiness made him reluctant to open his eyes.

Syahdu felt his entire body bristling, like an electric shock that flowed all over the body. Now, the movement slowly descended to the bottom.

Syahdu close both legs when feeling amused and pulsating at the center of the core of his body.

His hand felt, he realized there was someone on his body, then grabbed the small long hair that now began to climb up his body again. The touch is now felt at the top of the chest with a small bite.

"Well..." Syahdu opened his mouth because it was delicious. Really, the des*han that came out of his mouth just escaped.

Syahdu opened his eyes slowly and found Arga playing on his body.

Arga who heard the subtle sigh*Shahdu, immediately looked at him. The man's eyes were no longer as usual. Arga's gaze felt different, he looked very lustful and passionate, especially after hearing that from Syahdu, his heart was racing to do it with the accompaniment of the girl's soft voice.

Arga began to bring his face closer to Syahdu, then gently rubbed the girl's lips together. His hands were not silent, he squeezed out a beautiful mound that he never tired of playing.

The kiss slowly went down to the neck, then down again to the chest of Syahdu.

Arga grasped both hands Syahdu who tried to squeeze the bed sheet. Arga stared at the face that now hopes for Arga not to stop his game.

He looked into both of Shahdu's eyes. There was a feeling he could not describe, but it felt like he did not want to part with her.

Suddenly Arga kissed Syahdu's forehead for so long, making Syahdu momentarily stunned.

The kiss came down again to his lips and then his neck. At that time, Arga put his own on Syahdu, making the girl again groan favorably.

With Arga slowly moving his hips, his eyes can not be separated from Syahdu. The girl also closed her eyes, feeling that down there was full of hers.

Arga grabbed and wrapped the girl's hands around her neck.

Syahdu squeezed little Arga's hair as she felt unable to bear with that delicious pulse.

Then, Arga stopped the game. His eyes were still fixedly staring at Syahdu. Syahdu also felt that there was something different from Arga. I don't know why he saw a bit of sadness on that face. Is it because tonight is so late, or is Arga drinking something intoxicating?

"I'm.."

Syahdu waits, what does the man want to say in the midst of this scrumptious struggle? There aren't. Arga silent. He did not continue what he now calls himself 'I'. Not 'Gue' as usual. And it was enough to make Syahdu realize, there is indeed something different from Arga.

Syahdu wanted to lower his hand from Arga's neck, but the man held him down.

"Stay here." His whisper. Then began to move again his waist slowly, until some time later he moved quickly to make his breath hunt great.

When he finished, Arga dropped himself on the body of Syahdu. Of course it makes Syahdu waver. The man buried his face in Syahdu's chest.

"Olus my head, Du."

Syahdu was silent, trying to digest Arga's words. Elus the head, he said?

Feeling long, Arga grabbed Syahdu's hand and placed it over his head. Slowly Syahdu stroked the very soft hair of Arga.

He felt strange, from Arga's gaze there was something different. Why did Arga come to be what it is today? Even his behavior is unusual. This time Arga looks spoiled.

"Ga.."

Syahdu stopped his hand when he heard the fine snoring from Arga's lips.

Wait, is he sleeping? Syahdu tried to look at Arga's eyes. But it can't be because of her hair. But, why even sleep in a position like this? Even hers has not been separated from Arga's.

Syahdu sighed. Come on, he had no other choice. Drowsy, Syahdu chose to close his eyes.

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"Hoi. Wakes up. What time is it, right?"

Shahdu opened his eyes slowly. He saw a shadow of a man standing nearby. Tiredness was felt throughout his body, Syahdu closed his eyes again.

"Sir, what time is it? So go up, right?"

Arga is back in fashion. I now appear again. However, hearing the last word made Syahdu open his eyes. Syahdu raised both hands, stretching the body that still felt very weak. Moreover, there was a body that fell asleep on top of his body last night.

"What time is this?" Ask Syahdu with a hoarse voice.

"Hour 8."

Syahdu. Just at that hour. Make a pact to get together at 1.

Arga sat on the edge of the bed. "Well, don't you wake up, too?"

"Capek, Ga. One more hour." Speak without opening your eyes.

There's no sound. Now Syahdu began to drown in his sleep.

Again, Arga kissed Syahdu's forehead and then moved from there to the sofa. Before climbing, he wanted to finish his work a little more.

Syahdu. Her eyes opened just after Arga had kissed her forehead. What's the matter with him? Arga did that to him twice.

Syahdu raised his head slightly, looking towards Arga who was struggling with the laptop. His face started to get serious and occasionally sounded annoyed from his mouth.

Syahdu returned to the head. The matter of kissing for Arga is common. Moreover, he lives abroad and his association is free. That kind of thing he would often do to other women.

Not wanting to get dizzy, Syahdu closed his eyes to go back to sleep. He turned around, trying to find the most comfortable position. But his eyes were no longer sleepy.

With a heavy heart he sat down, looking at Arga who was not far from him.

Arga turned a glance, then returned to his laptop again.

"Come, cook."

"Gue made you breakfast."

Syahdu grabbed the shirt and put it on. He walked towards the kitchen and saw what Arga was cooking. Chicken porridge.

"Buy, huh?" Shahdu from the kitchen.

"Enak, aja. I'm cooking." Rebuttals.

Syahdu approached Arga, standing before the man.

"Come, cook again."

Arga. "Why? Don't like chicken porridge?"

"No. Make our provisions there. Girls on bring food, tau. I didn't have time." Evidently.

"Buy it, later."

"I want to cook. He said he promised to teach me how to cook."

Arga sighed. Actually, he wants to finish his job. But the woman in front of him is starting to be good at revolting if not according to his wishes.

"Jude." He answered while closing the laptop and walking towards the kitchen, followed by Syahdu from behind.

"What do you cook?" Ask Arga.

"Hmm." the girl seemed to think. "What can you cook?"

"All can."

"What really??" Ask Syahdu with round eyes.

"Yes."

"Gee." The word came out because he was amazed. Great, thought.

"Because we're going to climb, I'm going to bring black paper beef, chicken fillet, and oyster sauce sausage."

Arga. "A lot!" His protest.

Syahdu chuckled. She wanted to copy the science of Arga in order to be a wife whose cooking is missed by her husband.

Despite the protests, Arga finally opened the refrigerator and removed foodstuffs. He told Syahdu to take the flour and pour it into a bowl.

Arga crouched down to pick up the fallen onion, while with his keteredoran, Syahdu spilled the flour until it hit the head of Arga.

Arga was silent downstairs, she was holding her partially white hair.

"SHAHDUUU!!" Shouted Arga while standing up.

"Price, m-maaafff. I was not intentionally. I swear!" He said as he raised his middle and index fingers, but the hand next to him closed his mouth holding a laugh.

"Intentionally, yes!!"

"No. The vow. Haha." Syahdu finally chuckled because it was funny to see Arga who was spilled flour.

Seeing the shahdu gelak, made Arga flick his hair near the girl, until the flour flew everywhere.

"Rushaa! What, anyway." Syahdu Protest. He patted his clothes which were white.

Unsatisfied, Arga took the piled flour spilled on the table and directly threw it into Syahdu's hair. Instantly his long hair was bleached. Now, it was Arga's turn to laugh out loud.

"Haha. Lo see your hair, rich grandma drop by."

"What did you say!?" Syahdu wanted to throw the flour, but Arga ran to the side of the table.

Unwilling to budge, Syahdu chased Arga until he got it and rubbed the flour into Arga's face. Syahdu laughed a lot.

The war of flour also took place. Without them realizing the kitchen was full of white powder. However, they did not care because of the excitement of the two in the kitchen.

Arga managed to hold both hands of Syahdu who had attacked him since.

"Pass, Ga!"

"No. Because the kitchen is a mess. Wiry up! Everything's white."

"Yes, I said it accidentally. You even play back. It's wrong of itself." Syahdu even grumbled at length.

"Ngomel keeps lo like a real grandmother's ditch."

"Chiihhh. Take off my hands!" Syahdu Protest.

"Gue let go, but I kissed you first, yeah."

"Noooo..." Shahdu screams while keeping his head away from Arga who is trying to kiss him.

** Most humans can only protest this - it is on the life problems of others, giving advice that seems forcing, even though he has never been in the same position.**