Doctor Rona And Hot Daddy
Funeral

The sound of water gurgling from the bathroom, sounded like a song that seemed to invite him cradled in the wild fantasy of a struggle. Once again his instincts as a man, churned because of the sounds that came from behind the door pink. Especially when his lover hummed melodiously along with the sound of his hands stroking every inch of the body using soapy liquid.

The esophagus goes up and down, breath hunts. He stuck his body in front of the door and sharpened the hearing of his female voice that triggered his maleness. His core body instantly hardened, his blood rustling as well. He wiggled his possessions onto the doorstep with both eyes closed, imagining that he was taking off his virginity.

Long enough the man was in such a position, until the ringing of his lover's mobile phone stunned his imagination. "Huh, just interrupt!"

As if not caring, he continued his action. But the woman's phone rings again. He snorted in annoyance and pulled the body from the front of the door, in the direction where the flat object sounded. There is writing on the screen flickering with the contact name "Rona".

Felix

Hi beautiful!

Rona

How did you lift, Claire where?

Felix

She's in the shower

What need is it? Let me tell you later

Rona

Please give Claire her phone right now. Just tell me, there's something very important!

Felix

Oh okay-okay, wait!

Feliks obeyed Rona's orders by returning to the direction where Claire was. Then knock on the door and call out the name of his lover. "Claire.. This is Claire's call!"

"Keep it first, I'm not done yet" Claire said from the bathroom.

"But this is said to be very important, from Rona...!" reply Felix again with a hand pounding on the door leaf.

Not long after, the door knob opened and Claire's head popped out from behind it. The wet hair, his slightly exposed smooth shoulders, stopped Felix's clear mind for a moment. His eyes did not blink, the salivary was greedily puked.

"Feliks... Where's my phone? Felix...!" scream Claire because her man was silent.

"I-this.," Felix handed over the object belonging to his lover with a position that is still sculpting.

Claire placed the object Felix was proposing onto the earlobe. The sound of crying that made his mind filled with question marks.

Claire

Rona's? Rona's?

Rona

Claire...

Claire

Why are you crying?

Rona

(Sobbing)

Nath, Claire... Nath!

Claire

Nath, what's wrong with him?

Rona

(Sobbing)

Claire

Rona

Nath's dead, Claire

He died by hanging himself!

Like being unsheathed by a sword, the heart that had rusted was now wounded again. Injured by news of his best friend's death due to suicide. And it was not long from the time of his visit the other day to prison. The pale face grew pale, Claire's body trembled. The object in his hand slipped from his grasp and then hit the floor until it split open.

"Claire... What's wrong?" feliks asked astonished at her girl's expression. He squealed in shock as his lover's body staggered with gritted eyes. However, he swiftly restrained Claire's body from slumping onto the floor.

"Claire... You why Claire?" Felix patted Claire's cheek. However, there is no answer. With great effort he reached out to the towel cloth hanging to cover Claire's body. Felix then took the girl to bed and then covered her.

Felix circulated his vision, looking for something that could be used to resuscitate Claire from her stupor. And his eyes caught a blue bottle of clear liquid.

"Claire.. wake up baby." Felix brought the bottle of wind oil closer to her lover's nose. Slowly Claire's eyelids blinked.

Claire started to wake up and then moved from her sleep. However, he suddenly cried making Felix even more confused. "W-why are you crying, Claire? What was? Tell me."

Claire wiped her tears with her body up and down as it sobbed. His voice has now changed. "Nath... Nath died, Felix!"

Felix grabbed Claire's shoulder and pulled her into the hold. Although he knew the man whose lover was crying was the man he had loved. However, this was not the right time for her to feel jealous.

"Prophe Claire, maybe it's Nath's path like that. Besides, the longer he lives, the more he'll be tormented by his illness." Felix kissed Claire's forehead and rubbed her shoulders. "Now put on your clothes, we attend the funeral service."

Without answering anything else, Claire walked straight to her closet. He pulled the black clothes hanging and kissed her. The clothes were bought by Nath first, when they were still friendly and very close.

...***...

The wet ground inside which lives a body, bears witness to the monk's ending of ties to everything in the world. The sobs and the sound of wailing, led him to his resting place.

It was very sad at the end of the rest of his life. The risk he had to bear because of the dark nightlife during his life. Now he was stiff in welcoming punishment for punishment from God for all his actions.

A woman with tears stretched her hands when she saw another woman crying so bitterly. They clenched each other tightly, sharing sadness. Anyone who sees it will also shed tears. A true friend whose bond is not age-eaten.

"I never thought our best friend's end would end tragically like this, Claire. I love Nath very much, even if he's a traitor." Rona glued her arms together and leaned her head on the top of her best friend's head.

Isakan for the sake of sobbing accompanies Nath's return to the bottom of the earth. His heart is broken, his chest is tight. "Although he was able to deceive, deceive with all his sweet attitude. But he is still the best friend. I love you, Nath. Until whenever...."

Thousands of petals adorn the navel as a form of grief. The mourners in all black clothes, one after another left the nursery. No relatives, relatives or family remained there. Only two friends who were still silent lethargic grasping the wet ground were also headstones with black writing.

"Peace in your new world, Nath. Your kindness I will always remember." Rona rubbed the white headstone, then stood back up with her hand propped up on her husband's hand. The condition of him who was two-bodied, made him unable to stand the lingering crouching.

"We're coming home Claire. The snow's starting to fall back." Felix clutched his girlfriend's shoulder. However, Claire did not want to move on. He opened the black umbrella to protect his girl's body from the snowflakes.

"Delay Nath, Claire.he is calm now, no longer in pain," said Rona worried about the psychological condition of her best friend. "Let's go home. Pity Felix he seems exhausted."

Claire turned her head with a face that looked up. His head lowered again with a nod. "Wait a minute...."

Rona, Edward and Felix waited patiently for Claire. The three of them understood how the girl felt at this moment. The girl whose soul is being struck and whose heart is wailing. They allowed Claire to dissolve for a moment in grief.

...*****...

...Still part grieving yes, after this hopefully there is a rainbow after the rain......

...Twilight say thank you very much for the support of your friends. Without the support and prayers of all the friends, Dusk would not have been possible until now....

...Thank you very much, thank you again....

...Khop khaa... 🙏...