My Only One's

Amara's Regret

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"Mhhh …." Amara held back a groan as Galang immersed his combat tools.

His breathing roared and his chest rose and fell rapidly. Which then Galang touch and cremate it with sensual movements. Their bodies that were still half wet even made the two again tempted despite having repeated the romance at dawn earlier.

The woman screamed while biting her lower lip hard when her husband started yanking but did not stop the touch and fondling even for a second.

Galang as usual held his right leg which was still wrapped in bandages to stay safe, although occasionally he had lost control and almost forgot, but the man always returned to control himself.

"Sshhhh .. Brother!" Amara hissing.

Her feelings just got crazy this time. The core of his body continues to twitch fast every time the man above adds to the tempo of his stomp.

"Mhhh …." She growled a little when she felt the release start hitting her, then in the next second Amara moaned as her defense completely collapsed. 

Both of his hands tightly hugged Galang's shoulders, and the area down there twitched even tighter as his innocent body twitched violently.

"Ah, Brother!" The woman almost screamed if Galang did not silence her with a deep kiss as she also felt klim*ks attacking her body.

Galang pressed his hips hard while tightening Amara's butt. While something gushed down there.

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Arkhan had already approached the door of his brother's room three times which was still tightly closed. Since dawn he was ready for everything.

The 16-year-old has been bathing, wearing jeans and a black leather jacket given by Galang, also grasping the key of the motorcycle that has been his since last night.

But his brother-in-law had not yet come out of the room when the clock had shown almost half seven in the morning.

Wanting to knock on the door but he did not dare, afraid to disturb the occupants who were inside. After all, both of his parents did apply strict rules regarding personal space for adults, and he did not dare to violate them.

Arkhan had just turned his body when he heard a 'clack' sound from behind, and a few seconds later the door opened.

"I'm kirain Brother forgot?" The boy turned back.

"Sttt!" Galang put his index finger on his lips, hinting to his sister-in-law not to make a sound.

He was wearing his jeans and black leather jacket that he used to drive. Just like Arkhan was wearing.

"Sir Ara is still sleeping?" Arkhan whispered, and Galang answered him with a nod of his head.

"Your brother just went to bed again, so don't be noisy!" he said, who closed the door slowly, then dragged his sister-in-law slack and away from the front of the room.

"Sleep again? Is this feeling afternoon?" Arkhan looked at the clock on his phone screen. "Would you like seven?" He frowned.

"Don't say much, the important thing is safe" said Galang who took the key of the motorcycle and his two helmets. One of them he gave to his sister-in-law.

"Surely safe?" Arkhan.

"Related. Your brother was so good just now."

"Times?"

"Yes, after taking a bath she's sleeping again." They're out of his apartment unit.

"Couldn't you? Like a baby's taking another bath?"

"Yes, the bath is draining. That's why Ara's tired."

"Hum?" Arkhan frowned.

"Eee ... his injury is draining, so yes." He laughed softly.

"What brother is he?" The boy asked.

"Eh, already! No need to discuss. Aren't we going to SUNMORI?" He pulled her into the elevator.

"Are we not having bad luck? You said you had to be early in the morning?" Arkhan reminded her sister-in-law last night.

"It's early in the morning, it's still time." Steady to hold back laughter.

"Times?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"Review, if it's right we get to them later they're on the go, it's Brother's fault!" The teenager nodded.

"Yes yes." Galang patted his sister-in-law's shoulder while checking his phone when a message came in.

"Everything is ready, sir. There were about 20 bikes waiting in place yesterday." Message from his subordinate number.

"Okay, thank you. They've been told what to do, right?" Error sending reply.

"Already sir, they already understand what to do."

"good. Back on duty!" his orders to the subordinates.

"Good Sir."

No longer sending a reply.

They arrived at an empty building area where the parking lot had become a gathering place for about two dozen bikers. 

Everyone welcomed Galang's arrival as planned, as he introduced his enthusiastic-looking sister-in-law.

And after a short chat, they carried out the initial plan. That is driving through a predetermined route, and shows some of the things they usually do as an automotive hobby community.

Not too far away, just go around the city of Jakarta and enjoy the atmosphere in a different way. Especially for Arkhan who had just felt it for the first time.

Seeing places he rarely visited, passing roads he rarely traveled, and seeing things he had never witnessed with his own eyes.

The 16-year-old seemed excited to be in the middle of these people. He enthusiastically followed wherever they went, and his face looked elated.

Of course, this was like something he had never imagined. Since childhood Arkhan never experienced simple things like driving around the city on a motorcycle or something like that. Everything he gets is always something special and certainly the best.

But Galang, and they showed me something else. When everyone let him in the middle, riding the green cross motor given by the brother-in-law, and follow wherever they go.

But in fact, simple things like this are the pleasure now. And the best part was that he could blend in with a previously unknown person.

They even decided to gather first at a suburban dining spot, after completing the route almost that afternoon.

Eat, talk, and talk about everything. After a while, they disbanded and separated.

"Happy today?" Galang almost wore his helmet, as did Arkhan. They were the last to go home.

His sister-in-law smiled while nodding her head.

"If there are no obstacles, next week we will go again. Maybe the route is further than this" said Galang who rode his motorcycle.

"Seriously?"

"Yes." Yeah." The engines were turned on and they were preparing to leave.

"Every weekend I can take another sip?" The boy asked.

"May you want to."

"Guys!"

"What?"

"The motor remains in the apartment, and is only used Saturday Sunday only. Stay diligent in school, and don't argue with Papa and Mommy!" Error remind.

"Ooo .. definitely." Arkhan laughing.

"Serious brother. If you act, Brother can take the bike again and let Papa punish you." threatening Galang.

"No, sister! I must have been after this."

"Okay, you keep your promise? Watch out for anything!"

"Sip." Arkhan pointed his two fingers in front of Galang.

"Yes, we're home. Brother Ara must have woken up."

"Should it be, almost noon?" The teenager saw a clock on his phone screen that already showed at 11:30.

"Eat him."

"Want to cry again, sister?"

"No idea, maybe?"

"No want to buy it, what? Who knows what it's like for Brother Ara to be brought?"

"Must be?"

"Yes, than you got to spray because you didn't say anything? Why do we play all the same secrets, Sister Ara?"

"Allah, just take a walk. Then, if for example we talk about this to your brother, it will even be complicated itself. Ara will ask a lot, do you want?"

"Yes not really. Later Ara ngadu brother papa if you know I'm motor-motoran right?"

"Well, that means."

"Yes, don't."

"All right, we're going straight home?" said Galang again.

"Where are you going? Later big baby Brother cry again if left for a long time."

Steady just laughed.

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They arrived at the Galang apartment unit at the end of the day. And found that place pretty quiet. Of course, Amara must still be in her room because she definitely can't get up.

But both were stunned when they heard a voice from the kitchen, and found the woman who was already there, with her wheelchair she was taking food from the refrigerator.

"Miss?" Half ran into the kitchen. 

"Are you awake?" He approached.

"Can you wake up?" Steady kept asking.

"looks?" Amara answered.

"How is it? How can you?"

"Forced, out of hunger." replied the woman in a sharp tone.

"And have I prepared in the room?"

"That was morning. What time does he think it is?" Amara.

"City …."

"I woke up here with no one. Move to a wheelchair until it falls, it's hard to get up!" Amara with a flash of her obvious annoyance, then she slammed the refrigerator door a bit hard.

One box of liquid milk and one apple was placed in the lap, then he painstakingly turned the wheel on his chair with one hand, then retreated.

"Would you like to go back to the room?" She helped him push the wheelchair.

"Yes, he's afraid of being disturbed here." Amara answered.

"Bother who?"

"Same brother Arkhan who is cool anything together, until forget the same me?" He glared at his younger brother.

"Duh?" Galang was stunned at the mine door of the room and stared at the messy room. The blanket was already on the floor, surely because Amara was trying to get up when she fell as she said earlier.

"Are you really falling?" he said, who immediately took him in and fixed their beds.

Amara did not answer, but she tried to move once the distance was close to the bed.

"Wait Neng!" But Galang immediately held him back.

"I want to move!" The woman shook her husband's hand.

"Yes, but slowly. You are …."

"Wild can be! If assisted continue when is it usual? When's healing?" 

He let her go when she was in bed.

"Husband .. will I open it?" bargain Galang when Amara tried to break the milk box.

Amara did not answer, but she only glared at her husband. It seemed like the vexation was still there due to the man's departure early in the morning as he fell asleep again.

"Just help Neng."

"No need!" Amara swigged su*u from the box quickly.

"That's .. cold, right from the fridge?"

"It's okay, just get used to it."

"Mh …."

"There, if you want to go again. I want to sleep." he said, laying his head on a pillow.

"It's noon?"

"From morning I sleep."

"But Neng?"

"People sleep all day, right? There-there out!" Amara really threw him out this time.

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