My Only One's

First Exam

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Galang closed the door after the last man came out of his nursery. Both parents and their families decided to leave in the afternoon after a little suave event held by Arfan.

It seems that everyone is relieved and they are happy. That's a good start, and it should be appreciated, right?

The man then closed the window that had been opened so that air circulation runs smoothly when some people are in the room. 

"Do you want anything?" he said as he turned around and found Amara trying to fix her position.

"No." The girl answered. "That's …."

"What?" The barge is approaching soon.

"Can this book be? It's not comfortable." Amara pointed at her hairpin in the form of a small white chrysanthemum flower decorated with pearls that look beautiful.

"Okay, the other book can be." The man moved to the back of his body and immediately touched his hair.

"What?" Amara slightly turned her head.

"Lit hair for example." Galang tried to close his mouth to hold a smile while handing the flower clasp to Amara whose status had now become his wife.

"Who tied your hair this tight? Is it hard, isn't it?" The man grumbled.

"Who else is Mommy? I said no, but it was tied up. He said let me look a little cool." Amara frowned as Galang pulled her hair.

"Slow Sister. It hurts!" protests later.

"This feeling is also slow." Error answering.

"No, my sister is hard!" Amara kept her head away from Galang, but the man immediately restrained her.

"It's been slow Neng" he said, and he pulled the knot at once until it completely detached from Amara's long hair and let her loose.

"Sister! Sick know!!" the girl protested again.

"Ish, why the hell should you scream like that? That'll sound out when we're doing what?" She straightened Amara's hair.

"Why indeed? Anybody else untied a hair? But the other one has no feelings!" Amara growled a little but even made Galang laugh.

"Take it off!" he said, shaking his head.

"No way." Galang refused.

"Are his hair tied up too?"

"The others haven't?" 

"What else?"

"the book? When you're sleeping want to wear a dress like this?" The man pulled a cloth that was stuck to his wife's body.

"Mh …."

"Come, can I help you change?" said Galang who got out of bed.

"Change what to wear? I think Mama brought it this morning, did Mommy? It was in the bag."

"I'll look for it first." Search for the item in question.

After a while, he found the bag. Then Galang took a piece of clothing a kind of short-sleeved shirt that is quite long but made of a bit thin and light.

"Will I wear this?" Then he showed it to Amara.

"I think I should wear long clothes now." Amara answered.

"Why?"

"If it's late at night it's cold."

"Yes cold. Does the ac keep on burning?" Return to nearby.

"If midnight to morning the cold is different know Kak?"

"Masa? It feels the same." The man chuckled.

"Not going to believe it. Brother if you sleep if you do not wear a coat, wear a sticky jacket. It won't feel."

Galang laughing.

"Don't worry, it won't be cold again." Then he said.

"Hm …."

"I'll hug you while I sleep." Whispering galang.

"Huh?"

Then he blinked one eye.

"Start flirtatious."  Amara mutters.

"It's okay, it's halal."

"Hm …."

"Come, what should you do first? Undress first or …."

"Well, time to double? Brother likes ngaco sometimes?" Amara answered immediately. 

"Duh? Why are you talking about being this bike? Did your father give you a lot of sambal this morning?"

"I don't know, I don't understand Brother's talk."

Galang just smiled. The man then came back closer, then reached out his hand to reach for the zipper on the back of Amara's dress which he then pulled down until it came off. Making a soft dress slowly down by itself.

Amara had held it with her left hand so that the object did not really go down and make what was behind it look real. Although he was a little late because in fact Galang had seen him first.

Milk-white skin, which was soft as smooth as silk. It was wrapped in a laced object that was also white, protecting two beautiful mountains that somehow now look so challenging.

"Which one should I let go of?" Galang asked again, and the pounding on his chest began to increase.

"Arm Sling's first Brother!" Amara showed the bond that held her injured right hand.

"okay." Then Galang removed the lock behind his shoulder, while Amara restrained her injured hand with a healthy left hand.

"It is" said the man.

"Pull first, just grab the shirt." Amara told me what to do.

"Good." Galang grabbed the shirt he chose, then displayed it onto Amara's shoulder. 

Help the girl from starting to slowly insert her right hand to successfully wearing it as usual. Then attach the buttons one by one.

"Would you stand up?" galang asked as she had trouble letting go of her previous dress.

"Can." Amara nodded after her husband reattached his armsling bond.

Galang then scooped up her waist and helped Amara shift to get down and hold her weight so she could stand up temporarily, so her white dress came down and fell on the floor.

"OK, continues?"

"This is peeing."

"What?"

"Why not from earlier?" Galang scratched his unscratchy head.

"Well, are you going to the bathroom wearing no clothes?"

"It's okay, let me clean it up. You should have taken a shower too."

"No. My guy doesn't mind, why take a shower?"

"Let's smell and fresh dear." Galang touched Amara's chin with two fingertips, anxious.

"Do I smell?" But the woman sniffed her own body. "No ah, it still smells of the perfume that Mommy gave you earlier."

"God." The man rolled his eyeballs.

"Satan Brother I can't stand it." whined Amara.

"Yes yes." Galang then scooped up his body easily.

"Wear a wheelchair!" Too late, the man had taken her into the bathroom.

"Aren't you wearing diapers?" Galang then confirmed before he sat Amara in the closet.

"Today is not." Amara answered.

"Continue?"

"No one, that's why I'm peeing."

"Mh …."

"This …." The girl slightly uncovers the unbuttoned shirt completely then pulls up******************* with great difficulty.

"The one on the right" he told Galang.

"What?"

"Pull it off!" he said, and he pulled the thing. 

But what happened to Galang was, the man was stunned not to understand what he had to do until after a while Amara began to whine.

"Sister! Even dreamy? I have to pee, or I'll wet my pants!"

"Oo .. okay. I should what?"

"Yes pull down the right one" said Amara again, and now Galang did what he said.

C*lana d*lam was finally released slowly with the help of Galang, and she shifted it to the side of the bathroom.

"Continue?" The man started to feel nervous.

"Help me sit." 

"okay." Then he went back to doing what Amara said after pulling his shirt up.

Galang held her waist until the girl managed to sit in the closed set that was already open.

"I just peed."

"okay."

"So don't look, I'm ashamed." Amara covered her personal ar*a with both hands clearly holding tightly to both ends of the rolled-up shirt.

"No." Turned his eyes in the other direction.

"So, aren't you out there?"

"You will be difficult …."

"If only pee can still. There!"

I have seen a little. What's the problem anyway? Is it legal? His mind is monologous, but he still obeys his wife's words.

"Udah Kak." said Amara after completing his affairs.

"Hum? What's?"

"The thin is already."

"Continue?"

"Udah was cleansed as well" he said as the sound of water flowing in there rang out loud.

"Do I need to clean again?"

"No, I said it too."

"Say you're done? Want to get back to bed?"

"Yes, but replace the dal*" first." Amara.

"What?"

"Change the dalem*nya, when I don't wear anything?"

"Mh …." Galang was stunned for a while but his brain was spinning hard.

"Sister? Find the pants again in the bag that was there."

"Mm .. okay Ra, okay." The man rushed to do it too.

How long has this been going on? Holy jeez!! Galang.

"Pakein again, huh? Hehe." Amara smiled broadly as Galang returned and offered his apology*a da*am.

And there was no other choice, because he had to.

Your first test, Galang! Can you get through this? He murmured in his heart.

He then helped Amara to get back up and pull the small object back up properly.

"It's fitting?" ideng Galang asked, just to eliminate his increasing nervousness.

"Udah."

"Okay, then we go back to bed?"

Amara nodded her head. And the man's body which was higher than his made him look up.

Galang was stunned for a moment.

"Udah Brother. We'll go there again." But Amara reminded.

"Umm .. Yes." And Galang did the same thing he did. Take Amara back to her bed and let her lie down as usual. While he was desperately trying to hold back.

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hadeh .. feel like have a baby huh kang?😂😂