A Match For Brother

Vania's remorse

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Vania opened the bathroom door a little, looking out where her husband was still asleep in his sleep. He walked slowly out with a towel wrapped around his naked body. That morning he forgot to bring no change of clothes into the bathroom, making him again have to take it from the closet near the bed. Just like the days before.

It's been a week, and I still forget. Ck! basic me! inner Vania, and she laughed inwardly.

Good thing you're still sleeping, if you're awake, aren't you ashamed? mumbling again.

While Arya watched from behind her thick blanket as usual, as the woman walked slumped towards the nearby closet, acting like a thief who was afraid of being caught off guard. Pulling clothes, which he then wore there right then and there.

Take off the towel, wipe his wet body, then put on one of his clothes, and act as if he was alone in the room.

Arya gave a smile, the scenery in front of there really makes the heart pound. How the wet body looks seductive under the dim light of their room. It features a really charming silhouette.

Smooth skin, tiered neck, seductive back, and beautiful legs. Don't forget also his chest that ran perfectly, made him anxious himself and almost got up wanting to hit him. Especially when his gaze came down, staring at the area that instantly made his passion burn.

But Arya then remembered her condition, which finally made her grunt withstanding the desire that suddenly just uphill.

It would be very strange if it stopped in the middle because I felt pain.

Ah, God! the temptation is very heavy, even though this is legal.

"Did you?" Vania approached, when she heard her husband's rough breathing.

Arya was stunned, but remained silent. He felt almost caught off guard for having peeked at his own wife.

"Anything awake?"

Arya did not answer.

"Ang? want to wake up now, right?" Vania approaching.

The man flinched.

"Ish, ... Kirain is awake?" Vania murmuring.

The woman then came out of the room to start her morning activities as usual.

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Arya was wearing her pants when Vania entered the room. And he grabbed the t-shirt that had been available on the edge of the bed as the woman rushed up to him.

Vania helps Arya put on her shirt, as she has always done lately.

"Would I wake up?" said the woman, and she made her husband look.

Arya just smiled.

"Any shower?" he asked, but it was clear with a fresh aroma coming from the man's body. Also her black hair was still very wet with water dots dripping on her shoulders.

"It." Arya answered.

"Why not call me? Did you shower yourself?" Vania grabs the towel, then goes up to the bed. He then slid behind Arya.

"Usually, you take your own bath."

"Ah, .. I forgot that you're used to no one taking care of me." lamented Vania, then she broke Arya's wet hair with a towel in her hand.

"Hmm ..." the man gave a smile.

"Just hmmm ... is the answer?"

"Yes, what else?"

"Yes what cake?"

"Abang is looking for a topic right now."

Vania throbbing. He felt like this man was building his defensive fort, even though before marriage they were not this stiff.

"It's just not used to it yet." Arya.

"Not used to what?"

"There are people in this house besides brothers and sisters."

"Hmm .. has it been a week?"

"Yes, you know. But still."

"Kok your attitude so different, huh?" Vania leaned forward to see her husband's face.

"What's different?"

"When we're still dating, are we really familiar? but why now it feels a bit awkward huh"

Arya chuckles.

"Maybe our courtship time is still separate, so there is a pause in the intensity of the meeting. Different from now when we're home."

"Bosen means?" Vania stopped her activities.

"Not bored."

"Continue what? I think you're annoyed that there's me? brother's got him in it now."

"Times?" Arya.

"Yes. Brother used to cue me this week?" the I, who in fact the man was kind of ignoring him, was not like when they had not been bound by the law of marriage.

"really?"

"Hmm .." the woman nodded.

"Why could that be?"

"I don't know, what my brother thinks?" Vania turned the question.

"Abang is not ignoring you, but ..." Arya frowned.

Did he really ignore his wife? while these few days his feelings are often made unremarkable by the woman. What he did always made him feel the pounding craze, especially when they were close together like this.

Like these few days when they were in one room, and slept in the same bed. Arya desperately understood the desire to embrace her, let alone touch her. Although it is clearly not prohibited.

"Well, diem again?" vania said after she finished what she did to Arya's hair.

"If this is so I'm a little sorry." Vania meant to get out of bed.

"I-regretted?" Arya was flabbergasted, and by reflex the man grabbed onto Vania's hand to stop her.

"Do you regret marrying your brother?" continued.

"I ...

"We've only been married for a week, and you're sorry? aren't you the one who insists on getting married soon?" Arya raised her voice, she suddenly felt panicked, hearing her newly married wife feel regret for a week.

"Say! what part of it has made you regret?" the man shook his hand.

"Ng ...

"I'm sorry, .. why don't you take your time to get married first, long before the accident, and brother .. always be warm." Vania replied, instantly silencing the words that almost came out of Arya's mouth.

The man looked at her with a frown.

"I'm a big brother who likes to be silly, absurd chatter, and a big brother who ..." Vania scanned her face back which still looks flat.

"I miss the brother who likes to suddenly come and hug me. And I ...

"Come here, .." des*h Arya, and she pulls the woman back so they get closer. He realized his mistake now.

His condition that is still recovering after the accident a few weeks ago has made his confidence disappear just like that. Moreover, it had even more impact when he had instead built a distance between them. Which makes things uncomfortable for both of them.

In the past, before the wedding happened, he became the most passionate party to want to have Vania, but somehow now the situation has changed.

"I'm sorry brother" he said, "This injury makes you focus on the unimportant. And you never have a problem with anything that happens to your brother."

"Sorry." Arya continues to pull Vania until the woman sits on her lap.

"When it used to be a brother who really wanted to get married, but why is it like this now?"

"I don't know." Vania shrugged her shoulders.

"Are we not supposed to be happy with this marriage? we both want it." Arya.

"Indeed." the perempuan in his lap swerved.

Arya chuckled softly.

"Fearing to disappoint you."

"Looking because of what?"

"Because ..we, haven't been able to do it."

"Do what?" Vania's a little whimpering.

"Don't you understand, you know, ... Our chat at that time?" Arya reminded.

"Which one?" Vania seemed to forget, she tapped on the side of her forehead with the index end.

"That's .. about ...

"Oh, ... husband and wife relationship?" the woman soared over Arya's lap, making her somewhat surprised.

"Ish, .. Why should it always be explained like that?" lamented Arya, who felt her lower leg a little pain due to the movement on her lap.

"Well, I said, if you talk to me, don't mutter. What's clear why?"

"Have we talked about that time?"

"Hmm .. yes. Well, which part do you think will make me feel disappointed.?"

"Yes, that part."

"A husband and wife relationship?" Vania with spontaneity.

"Eee, .. That's it."

"Oh, .. What am I doing?"

Now Arya is the one who sees.

"Why do men always think that way?"

"It is so. And not just men, women too."

"No."

"Yes." Yeah."

"No ish! for example, I."

"Times?"

"Hmm .. I never thought about it, I just thought that we're still dating." Vania chuckles. "Deliberate courtship, and halal. Can stay together, and can do anything." he covered his mouth with his hands. But then he held his breath as he felt something warm creeping on the back of his body.

"Ng ...

"Are you sure you won't think about that after all?" Arya stared with a grin appearing on her face.

"Yes-sure." replied Vania, with a stiffened body as the man's warm hands traced the skin behind her clothes.

"really?" the grin on Arya's face grew wider.

"Hmm .." the woman muttered, and she almost groaned as Arya's hand turned forward. Swiping his queen's stomach, then climbed up and found his chewy mound.

Arya bit her lower lip to hold the pounding on the chest. By now he was already really far away from touching the body of the woman who had become his wife, and he even wanted to do something further.

"Devents." Vania groaned as the hand continued to crumple her breasts in turn, then she wrapped her hands around Arya's neck. Which then pulled him, and made their faces not distant. So that in the next second they kissed passionately. Exchanging breaths and touches that instantly make both lost consciousness.

Arya even took off the shirt she had just worn a moment ago. And then the heat came out of his body.

He continued the fondling that had stopped with a tempestuous pounding on the chest. His heart raced fast, and his heart exploded incoherently. The touch is increasing now.

His injured hand held onto the back of Vania's body tightly as if she would have slipped away if he had not.

Meanwhile, Vania, felt a strange rumble on her body. Which he had never felt before, and never had before that day. When Arya touched almost her entire body, she did so with great gentleness and appreciation.

Her fondling felt even more intoxicating, and made her lose control. His kiss was impressive, and his kiss felt soulful. And Vania likes him, even she likes him a lot.

Vania tightly hugged Arya's shoulders, and made their chests cling to each other. With a rhythmic heartbeat. The strangely beautiful and delightful leaflet immediately pulled him out of consciousness, and he wanted more.

He left it when the man pulled off his home shirt, leaving only a maroon-colored bra that looks contrasted with the color of his body skin that tends to be yellow, typical mojang priangan in general.

Their breaths roared, and the sound of the crackling grew louder, as they sipped and felt a passionate kiss. With hands that have explored everywhere, along with the minds of the two who have scattered somewhere.

Vania even sighed a few times when she felt Arya's fondling and touch on her body getting crazier, and she clenched her arms around the man's shoulders as Arya drowned her face in her cleavage, without stopping the squeeze on her pay.

But a few moments later the activity stopped by itself when Arya felt pain in her left arm which also hugged Vania's body no less tight, and consciousness immediately returned to him.

With the same breath of gasping they looked at each other for quite a long time.

"It looks like we should stop first." the man whispered.

"Hum??" Vania frowned. "Why?" ask her in a disappointed tone.

"Sick brother's hand." Arya chuckled, letting go of her embrace, while the woman on her lap was stunned with a very chaotic feeling.

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