My Only One's

Therapy And Dating

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"Have it, don't take a shower then." Galang brought Amara back out of the bathroom when she did not stop vomiting.

"I swear, it's not good!" Amara sobbing.

"Just thinking about taking a shower I'm nauseous, let alone going into the bathroom." He rubbed his sweaty face.

"Yes, so don't take a shower." Galang wet a small towel with water from the sink, then rub it on the woman's face.

"But I'll stink!"

"Wear deodorant and a lot of perfume." Then he rubbed the wet towel on Amara's neck and entire body.

"Baby like I'm wiped like a gini?"

"Let's just say so." Galang laughing.

He then dried the woman's body with a towel. Wearing deodorant to help her dress as usual.

Apply the cream on the face then pat a little powder and moisturize his lips.

"For a long time it seemed like I could be a makeup artist. Every day dress you up like this." The man chuckled, and lastly sprayed Amara's perfume that she smelled so much.

"I told you, let me but no brother love?"

"It's okay, if you get well I'll stop like this." He combed Amara's long hair, then tied her back neatly.

"Well, I've." The man looked at what he had done with satisfaction.

"Am I pretty?" Amara looked in the mirror.

"Pretty."

"Just use the same cream as the powder."

"It's okay, this is beautiful, too."

Amara also looked at himself who only wore a T-shirt and shorts only.

"We will want therapy, after that walk for a while. Just somewhere close, huh?"

The woman nodded her head.

"Okay, shall we have breakfast first? After that go."

"Yes" said Amara, and they came out of the room.

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The therapy session at the hospital began with a thorough examination of Amara's body. Especially the injured part, as well as her pregnancy.

And because the condition is already two-bodied, therapy will be chosen as light as possible. Although it seems to take a long time, but that is the best choice at the moment.

The therapist rubbed Amara's right leg. Pressing his knees slowly to see the impact that may occur after a later therapy session.

Amara frowned and she slightly hissed as the pain spread over the touched area.

"It's okay, it's normal" said the therapist, who is under the supervision of a doctor.

"The beginning of all the pain will appear. The second and third therapies. But it will gradually disappear if it has done it regularly and the body is used to it." The woman explains.

"Is it going to be long?"

"It all depends on our condition and how to do it. If it's exactly like the method we showed, then the healing will take place much faster."

"Really?"

"Yes, but I have to be patient. And be careful of course."

Amara nodded her head.

The therapist performs massage on his feet and hands in turn. Then stretch the stiff muscles because it has been almost two months his limbs were not moved.

Amara screamed from the pain in her leg and cried. But he did not ask to stop. His desire to recover quickly was greater and could defeat his pain. Especially when he remembers that there is now a baby in his womb.

Especially because Galang did not move from his side at all. The man continued to accompany her during the therapy session. After about two hours, it was all finished.

"Three more days to come back? This kind of massage should be done at least three times, only after learning to walk."

"Can't I just go to the doctor?" Amara asked.

"can't. It's gonna be very dangerous. The body will be surprised and the response will be less good."

"That's it?"

"Yes. Remember to be patient."

"All right."

"So good health and don't forget to take vitamins? I will not give drugs for fear of harming the fetus. Only eat healthy foods and hopefully it can help with healing." The doctor ordered.

"Yes Doctor." The therapy session on that day ended.

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The mall, located a few blocks from the NMC, was the first place they visited.

Galang brought him into the five-storey building and they soon found a quite crowded atmosphere. Of course, it was a weekend and almost everyone seemed to be spending some time having fun.

"Wanna see a movie?" bargain Galang when he saw a promo banner in a booth.

"No."

"Keep what?"

"Just walk around."

"Round, so?"

Amara nodded her head.

"OKAY. But we ate first?"

Then they enter one of the food courts that is quite spacious. Various food products are sold there with various versions and variants. 

Galang chose a seat near a large glass that displays a view of the city of Jakarta during the day is quite dense. Especially in the main streets and crowded centers.

The man brought back two food trays with different menus. One kind of fastfood complete with french fries and fizzy drinks. And one more tray is dim sum with sauce and cold drinks.

"I want that one." Amara pointed to her husband's dim sum.

"I forgot not to ask what you want."

"habit."

"Want another message?"

"No need to have a brother."

"All right." Then Galang exchanged their food.

"If you're not nauseous about food? I heard that pregnant person will feel nauseous while eating?"

Amara was silent to feel her sense of taste that was chewing food. Then he shook his head.

"No." he said.

"really?"

"Yes, unless you smell the same medicine as the bath water in the morning."

Galang.

"Any huh?"

"It's good, too, so I won't have any trouble with your food?"

Amara nodded again.

"Just take a shower."

"It's okay, you can take an afternoon shower. You're home all day."

"Now get out." Amara took a sniff of herself, making sure she wasn't bothering.

"Nobody knows you don't shower, except me." He laughed at his wife's behavior.

"Become embarrassed?"

"Who?"

"I'm embarrassing Brother."

"Why should you be ashamed?"

"My appearance is like gini, I can't dance myself." He pulled his t-shirt. Not confident in his appearance.

"Why do you always care about your appearance? I have no problem with that. This is good too." Galang.

Amara stared around where the other visitors were. Many people with different looks. And most of them look fashionable and contemporary.

"Don't always look at other people. We don't know how they are, and vice versa."

"But I'm ashamed."

"Not to be ashamed. I don't care no matter how you are."

Amara fell silent.

"So don't make it a problem either. Now eat, aren't we dating?"

"Dating?"

"Yes, let's just say it's a date after marriage." The man laughed.

Amara also chuckled.

"Where are we going?" They continued their eating.

"I want to eat ice cream, buy clothes, same cosmetics."

"Buy again? What I bought when we got married, right, still exists?"

"You buy it again, who knows I want to dance."

"Oh .. okay."

"Don't forget to shop for food in the apartment."

"Ah yes, our supplies seem to have run out huh? Especially it's Saturday."

"What if it's Saturday?"

"Later in the afternoon we have to pick up Arkhan, remember?"

"Serious brother Arkhan can stay every Sunday night?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"When my other brothers came along?"

"No way, just Arkhan."

"Hmm .. okay."

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