You Are My Sunshine
Part 195's
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"I think I. I...."
"A-what's up... M-mas?" dara asked stammered as the bewitching eyes of Wira's stare at her intensely.
"I guess...." The hero paused his sentence for a moment. "I think I need your help washing my body, too. I know it's late and it's time for you to rest, but will you do it for me?" her door.
Actually, Wira also did not until the heart asked the wife who was two-bodied to help her take a bath, and, but the condition of the wound on his right hand that has not dried up makes it a bit difficult to clean himself considering that Wira is a right hand user.
"Come, bathe. It's my job as a wife." Dara extended her hand and reviewed the smile full of proclamation. The hero welcomes the fine hand of the lentic clothes and steps together into the bathroom.
Just a shower, really just a bathing activity going on in there. Dara painstakingly cleansed her husband's tall body, though occasionally her eyes stole a glance at the dashingly defiant upright object that had since distracted her focus.
After the shower, Dara also helped her get dressed. He put on a set of sleeping pajamas before the two finally went to the contest.
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The rustling sound of blankets and bed linen and bolted pillows disturbed Dara's sleep, the sound resulting from the constant movement of turning to the right as well as to the left of someone lying next to her.
The brown-blossomed beauty yawned, opening her eyes slowly still under the influence of the heavy drowsiness that was afflicting her. It seemed like since then the handsome man who was beside him was still not asleep, Wira looked agitated as well as her breathing sounded deep and heavy.
"Since then I can not sleep, but my body feels unusually tired," complained Wira.
"Did the wound hurt so much that it made Mas unable to sleep?" Dara shifted her position closer and closer. She slightly bent down, thrusting her fingers affectionately on the forehead and hair of the Lady, then her other hand gently touched as light as a feather in the hand of her wounded husband.
The hero shook his head slowly. "No, baby. The wound was in the process of healing, it was a bit throbbing but it was common. This kind of wound doesn't affect me much."
"Lantas, why do you look so nervous?" ask Dara back.
"That's because. because...." The hero sighed while closing his eyes and massaging his own nose.
"Because there is a part of my body that continues to wake up and is reluctant to fall asleep so that makes me restless like this," he sighed softly.
There was a frustrated tone from every strand of words that came out of his mouth. His entire body was tired and his wounds still felt sore, but the center of his body did not want to compromise, still rebellious to be released to want to meet with his nest and torture him to pain.
Since then he touched a lot of skin and was close to his beloved wife who missed him. Naturally, if his body immediately reacts and is passionate, but because his condition is not prime as usual, he finally undoes the intention to make his wife sigh, groan and shout his name in a turbulent embrace.
"What do you mean, Mas?" Dara frowned at the sign of not understanding the words of her husband.
"Not what dear. Sleep, don't think about it." The hero grabbed Dara's fingers that were in her hair and kissed the back of her hand affectionately.
Accidentally, Dara's left hand touched something that was excited in the body of Wira. He fell silent while looking at his own hand that touched the part, it seemed that the gundukkan was clearly poking and it definitely felt crowded inside there.
Meaning that this has been this way since? Inner Dara. She finally understood the problem that made her husband continue to be anxious so that he could not close his eyes.
Dara hesitantly looked at the bead of Wira and said. "If you want, I can help you feel more relieved. As Mas has taught me," he said then lowered his head along with a red tinge that began to spread.