My Only One's

Bathroom Drama

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"Sister!" For the third time Amara woke Galang who had hugged him from last night without moving at all.

He even pressed his elbow against the man's stomach on the call to wake him up.

"Hum? Yes what's up? You want to go to the bathroom?" This woke her husband up.

"Nh …."

"Udah mornings Kak, was built from this just to sleep. Like people fainted?"

He poked both eyes to make him fully awake. 

"What time is this?" The man looked at his watch which already showed at six in the morning.

"We're bad luck Neng!" He immediately released his embrace on Amara's body, then got up while restoring the hair on his head.

"Yes, though." The woman was slightly upset.

Amara then tried to get up and fix her messy clothes due to Galang who kept touching her before they actually fell asleep last night.

"I'm taking a shower?" The man got out of bed and then sauntered towards the bathroom.

But he stopped on the doorstep as one idea flashed through his brain.

Galang then returned to the bed where Amara was still trying to fix herself. And without further ado he immediately scooped his body and immediately took it to the bathroom.

"She's gonna take a shower?" Amara was a little surprised at her husband's behavior.

"Indeed." Galang then sat him in a plastic chair that was already available there.

He then tried to remove one by one the pajama buttons that Amara was wearing.

"What do you want?" The woman held back her hand.

"Bathed you?"

"Mh …."

"Not to be ashamed, am I the one who bathed yesterday?"

"City …." 

The man then continued his activities, and Amara then resigned to what he did.

"Close the cast?" Amara reacted when Galang did not cover the cast in his hand as usual.

"No, it'll open." The man replied.

"Is it okay?"

"No. At most later the cast will open on its own because it is wet." Galang removed the bra hook behind Amara's body, then pulled the rope down until it slipped away.

His heart began to beat violently and he swallowed his saliva with great difficulty. Looking at the circle of ranum which now seems really clear.

"Ehm …." The man even cleared his throat to suppress his own nervousness.

After that Galang pulled the cel*na dal*m which still covered Amara's lower body. 

"Attent." But the woman held him for a while.

"Why?" The man looked surprised.

"Which are you?" amara protests with embarrassment. Both of his cheeks even blushed because of his embarrassment.

"Ck!" Galang.

He then crouched down in front of Amara and with all his might held the turmoil in the chest as he slowly pulled the last cloth attached to the woman's body.

After that he turned on the shower and directed the flow of water to wet Amara's entire body from head to toe. 

Put a shampoo on his head, damage it to foam, then alternately give him bath soap. Then he rubbed it on Amara's back and all over her body.

Nervous? Don't ask. Which man wouldn't be nervous if he did what he was doing? Seeing and touching his wife's body clearly without being able to do more because of her condition. It really frustrates him!

"Nobody cast is wet." Amara reminded.

"It's okay, so it's easier to open it later."

"okay." Amara complies with what the man did to her.

Especially when Galang rinsing and cleaning the rest of the foam throughout his body. Until it was finally finished and she put on a bathrobe as well as a towel for her hair that was clean.

"Wait a minute, will you? I'm gonna take a shower, too." The man shifted the chair that Amara occupied to the other side of the bathroom, then took off his clothes that had been wet since.

"Seriously?" amara's face paled instantly. "But I'm still here, brother?"

"Why indeed?" And Galang really did what he said.

The man turned his back to Amara and let the water from the shower over his head drain his entire naked body.

Then he soaped himself as he did to his wife just now. While he who was next to her tried not to be affected. Although in reality she felt so nervous, but Amara tried to distract her.

But the sight before my eyes was very tempting.

Sturdy back with wide shoulders that look strong. Also the two arms whose biceps looked muscular dominated his gaze. Looks like this guy is diligent in sports. But when?

Then he switched to the bottom. Amara immediately looked at her long legs resting on the marble floor below which was filled with soapy water.

Ah, .. I don't think he can stay here. His body felt creepy even though what Galang used to rinse it was warm water.

"City …." Amara immediately looked away as Galang turned around. 

The man seemed to have done it intentionally. I don't know what the purpose is, but for sure everything now seems really clear.

"She's got a bath, I'm cold." Amara turned her eyes to the marble wall in front.

"Sister?"

"Hm …."

"Wasn't it take long?" Amara rubbed her own nape when it really made her feel awkward.

"It." The man turned off the shower so the water stopped flowing.

He then pulled a towel that hung on the wall next to Amara, then used it to dry her wet body.

Inevitably the woman stared at what was in front of her eyes, despite having dodged but the scene became the most domineering for now.

The chest was fielded, the stomach was checkered, then as his gaze descended down and he found the man's combat tools that looked stiffened.

"Sister?"

"Yes?" He was busy breaking his wet hair.

"Pocket."

"It's fast too."

"But Brother is slow."

Galang peeked out from behind the towel and found Amara looking at him with an unusual look. 

"Hey, what did you see?" The man caught her looking as if trying to take her eyes off.

"No." Amara.

Galang wrapped a towel around his waist when one crazy idea popped into his head. He grins.

"You ... would you like to see Ulil?" He approached Amara.

"Hum?" The woman frowned.

"Eh, have you seen that?" he said while laughing.

"What the hell, cheesy."

Galang laughed again, and he could see Amara's reddened face. But she liked it when she blushed and looked shy. Makes him feel excited.

Eh?

"You .. don't know what it's like to be me" she said.

"Yes?" Amara looked up again. She looked at her husband's half-drenched face with her black hair still dripping with water.

Galang slowly lowered his head with both hands resting on the marble wall. Distracting Amara who has been cornered since.

"Sister, we will …."

"Want to?" he whispered, and he really was down. Found Amara's lips that he immediately wiped as happy as possible.

The situation was really supportive which made Amara immediately carried away. Without much ado they immediately reciprocated each other as usual.

Amara's left hand moved creeping on Galang's shoulder. Feeling his sturdy muscles and the warmth that just came out. Then press his nape so that the kiss becomes more intense.

Then in the next second Galang scooped up the woman's waist and easily pulled her to stand up without letting go of the fondling.

Galang shifted the chair behind Amara with his feet, then dragged him to the corner of the wall. They continued the flirtation becoming deeper and deeper with each second.

Amara thrashed when she felt something pressing against her stomach as Galang tightened his body. His left hand pushed the man's chest to give him room to breathe for a moment.

"Sister!" whine after he was able to release the fondle, then lowered his head to check the situation.

Something popped out from behind the towel that Galang was wearing, and he knew what it was.

"Mh …."

"Touch." whispered Galang in his ear.

"Hum?" Amara frowned.

"This ... does not bite."

Amara raised her eyebrows up.

"Just ... touch it." said the man again who then blocked his wrist and guided him down to touch his combat gear.

"Mm ..." Amara's hand was already there. With a tremble grasping something that is getting hardened behind the towel worn by Galang.

With her chest pounding and her wandering mind she looked at her husband's face. 

Meanwhile, the two corners of Galang's lips were interested in forming a smile and his eyes were gnawing. Feeling Amara's touch directly on his weapon. 

His brain had imagined other things and his feelings had thrashed to want to be satisfied. 

"Udah." But the speech blew his imagination when at the same time Amara released his hand.

"Say you want to open a cast today? If gini keeps on we can be late." The woman pushed him so hard that there was a distance between them.

"But Neng?" Struggling with frustration.

"Hand-hold will be poured if the cast has been opened" said Amara again who then made Galang fix the towel.

He grabbed the woman's body and immediately took her out of the bathroom.

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