My Only One's

Sunday Morning

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"Where are you going this early in the morning?" Amara opened her eyes as her sense of smell breathed in the fresh scent that filled the room.

He poked his eyes and found Galang who had just come out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around his waist.

"I'm going to SUNMORI for a minute?" The man took the clothes from inside the closet and intended to wear them.

"SUNMORI? What's to do?"

"Main for a minute." She took off the towel and put on her boxer, then was lined with fit-in black jeans like she always wears when driving.

"Mh …." Amara looked at her husband without blinking. 

The man's body looked seductive. Wide shoulders, a sturdy back and both arms are quite stocky. Also don't forget his muscular belly which is like an artist's sculpture, he really looks perfect.

"Miss?" He called her when she did not answer his question.

"Mm ... yes?" Amara.

"I asked, do you want to take a shower now or later? I'm sure I haven't left yet." The man wore a white T-shirt after applying deodorant to his slightly hairy armpits. Then wear face cream as usual.

"No, I'll vomit again." Amara shudders. Just imagining it, he already felt nauseous.

"Keep what?" He approached and sat down on the side of the bed.

"Want nothing. Want Brother ... uh no, I mean .. it .. drink." 

Then the man gave him the drinking water that was always available on the nightstand, and Amara immediately gulped it down quite a lot.

"Haus Neng?" He laughed at the woman who had just awakened.

"Hu'um, all night drinking but hard to take. So males."

"Why didn't you wake me?" Put the glass back on the nightstand.

"People have I called you last night Brother didn't come? Kirain passed out?"

"Oh .. Haha. I fell asleep last night after watching a movie with your sisters."

"But! If there's them brother forgets me?" The woman snorted.

"Not forgetting, Neng."

"But brother, if there's my sister, will they continue?"

"Well when they come here I'll cuekin?"

"It's not that either."

"Have, don't bother with something like that. It doesn't matter." Galang almost got up, but he broke his intention when Amara hugged him from behind.

"Aren't you going to go now?" The woman asked.

"I want to see Arkhan first. If he wakes up, he's leaving." And he actually got up after letting go of his wife's hand.

The barn opened the door and peered out.

"It's still quiet" he said, closing the door.

"Maybe still sleep?"

"Maybe." And the man returned to nearby Amara.

"If so I want to brush my teeth the same as washing your face first." The woman stretched out her hands and Galang helped her.

He brought it near the sink on the outside of the bathroom before their rinsing room.

"If washing your face is not nauseous?" It helps her brush her teeth, then wash her face afterwards.

"No." Amara answered after she finished rinsing and looked at her own face in the mirror as the man helped rub a small towel to dry the water.

"Thin." Then he muttered.

"What?"

"You peed." The woman smiled broadly showing off her neatly lined white teeth.

Then Galang took him near the closure and let him finish his own business.

"If this is the case, why not take a shower? You're both changing clothes, right?" Galang helped him wear the d*na d*lam, while Amara stood behind him with one hand holding on to the front of the closet.

"Udahr say I'm nauseous when I take a shower? Just thought I'd take a shower my stomach wasn't good." The woman answered.

Now Galang helps her wear a bra. Making sure Amara was wearing it comfortably, then she linked the two hooks together to get the thing properly attached.

"Have you?" Then he asked.

"Udah. The more you come, the more you want to help me wear clothes?" Amara chuckled as she looked at the mirror as high as herself attached to the closet door.

Galang did not reply, but he stared at their reflection in the mirror. She was dressed and Amara, half-naked, wore a dress* and the light blue color.

Staring at him from behind like this made his blood rustle incoherently. Especially when he advanced and saw his front view more clearly. The woman looks charming.

Her chest teased and became the part of the woman's body that she liked to touch the most. Her beautiful buttocks, her queen stomach which is now growing the fruit of their love, and the most intimate part of it which is covered only a little transparent mini cloth.

The man swallowed his saliva to wet his throat which suddenly felt dry.

"Sister!" Amara's call broke her daydream.

"Yes?"

"the book! I'm freezing!" said the woman who reminded Galang of a long T-shirt of hers.

"Mr …"

"Work, he said he was leaving?" 

The gap was even closer until the distance between them almost disappeared.

"Cooling, hum?" Galang whispered in Amara's ear with both hands creeping on her stomach.

"Mm .. I don't think so anymore, because …." Amara was stunned when the man lifted her up easily and brought her back to bed.

"Say, brother wants to go?" He laughed when Galang even close the body and immediately smashed it.

"Will Arkhan wait?" he said again as the man took off his clothes.

"Just .. wait a minute." It was a roaring breath, and he immediately pulled off the triangular cloth attached to the bottom of Amara's body.

"Will Arkhan take over, brother?" he said, but his hands immediately held on when Galang almost buried his.

"Geeh!" Amara mend*sah when their bodies are linked.

"Don't be noisy!" The man whispered while chuckling then peeked at his earlobe.

"Finally Brother .. mm …." He began to stomp without stopping his fondling.

"Ugh, don't be so loud! Baby pity!" Amara whined, but made Galang laugh in his jolt.

"Sister, ahhh …." He groaned and clutched the body that was racing on it.

Their passion is turbulent and it feels great. And Amara clenched her mouth tightly to resist the louder groans. Considering there were four of his sisters outside their room.

Sayups were heard knocking at the door, interrupting the struggle that morning. They make the two look at each other and then look at each other.

There was another knock this time followed by a call. Sounds like Asha.

"Said Brother Ar so go not?" 

"Umm... Is Ar awake?" Galang continued racing while staring at Amara's reddened face. The woman even covered her mouth with her hand to hold her own des* sound.

"Udah, from earlier. Have a shower, wait for Brother for long?"

Galang tightened his jaw while closing his eyes. Then he withdrew so that their link was released. The man grabbed a towel and put it on, then walked quickly towards the door.

"Wait a minute, sister take a shower." Opening the door a little.

"Oo, okay. Just woke up?" Asha smiled widely.

"Yes. And can you wait there too?" Struggling with feelings of anxiety.

"Yes, sister is." Then the boy passed.

Galang returned to the place where Amara was still silent.

"You're being kicked out?" And the woman asked with her charm.

Galang did not answer, but he immediately tilted Amara's body and re-attached their core from behind.

He spurred himself on quickly and after a while his second body twitched received a release.

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"And what did I say too? His sister is awake, taking a shower. If you ask me now, Brother has left?" Asha returned to the floor mattress where they had slept before.

"Ish, I'm ashamed. Next time don't be so, no manners!" arkhan protested who was combing his curly hair that he had left to lengthen. Despite several warnings from the teacher and the father, the handsome teenager had no intention of cutting him off at all.

"From the old wait?"

"It's okay."

"Where are you going anyway? Very neat?" Aksa looked at her older brother who was also already wearing a jacket.

"Nr …." Suddenly their attention was distracted when the door of Galang's room opened, and the man came out quickly while wearing his leather jacket.

Her hair looked still very wet and she was not really neat yet.

"Umm .. Brother if you're not ready, I can wait." Arkhan looked at his sister-in-law who was picking up shoes from a storage shelf not far from them.

"No, it's ready. You?" He sat on the sofa and put on his shoes.

"Udah the hell." Arkhan.

"Yes, come on?" said Galang who got up then grabbed two helmets on the sideboard.

"Where do you want to take a helmet? why not jump too?" Asha open voice.

"It's a man's business, you're not invited." Arkhan.

"I'm a guy, meaning invited dong?" Aksa.

"Umm .. It's adult affairs, children are forbidden to come." he replied his sister, as if pulling a hair tie belonging to Anandita then rose up following her sister-in-law.

"Arkhan! Sick know?" The teenager protested.

"Borrow Ann first, I'll go back." And Arkhan immediately tied his own hair.

"How many tens did you take my hair?"

"Later I change."

"Oh, yesterday-yesterday also said it was that."

"Now it's actually Ann." He almost closed the door.

"So wait!!" Asha pursued both men of different ages.

"What else?"

"Don't it go long?"

"Lumayan, why?"

"Udah pesenin food? I'm hungry."

"Geez!" He patted his own head. "It's still half seven Asha!"

"But I usually eat at six."

"Wake up?"

"Hu'um." Asga nodded her head.

"You order online, ask Ann to order." He said, and he almost left.

"But Brother?"

"What else? There is bread and su*u in the refrigerator to prop up the stomach. Even if you don't eat at midnight." Struggling with a little annoyance.

"Not that."

"Well on what? You've been a long time, it's noon?" Arkhan was even more annoyed at his youngest brother.

"the money?" The youngest child in the Sanjaya family raised his hand to Galang.

"You didn't bring money?"

"I want nothing usually papa buyin, so never hold the money."

"Geez!" Galang also returned while reaching into the wallet in the back pocket of his pants. Then he took out some red money.

"That many Sis, that many!" Asha with glee.

"Not much, just to order food?" Arkhan.

"Ihh .. There are three more people inside. What if the food comes when Kak Ara wakes up? Do you feel sorry if you don't?"

"Gee!" Galang gave the money to his brother-in-law.

"Enough?" ask her.

"Enough Brother, enough." Asha laughed, then let the two of them go.

"Wouldn't he talk to Papa?" The two men walked to the elevator.

"What? No way."

"Relatedly? Looks like Asha is suspicious enough?"

"God, give me plenty of food. He will forget too." They went into the iron box.

The two were silent for a while, but then laughed as they recalled the behavior of the family's youngest child.

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