AGAPE (SELFLESS LOVE)
Sultan Yasa and the Big Baby [Warning!!]

Gama opened his eyes. Looking around and confused. At first, he thought he was dead, but. Gama was in a luxurious and magnificent room.

Gama furrowed his brows, recalling the events he had been through.

At what time, Gama remembered that he had managed to turn off the bomb timer. But when the timer died, Gama suddenly dizzy, twitched and fainted.

"Did I faint from exhaustion thinking of turning off the bomb timer? This is crazy, why am I getting involved with BRN?" his weakness. She has strong hair of her own.

Then shocked himself because his hair was wet and fragrant shampoo. Gama kissed his hands and body. Sure enough, it smells too.

"S I a l! Who bathed me?" muttered. Standing up, pacing back and forth in that super-large room while scratching their non-itchy heads.

He glared at the reflection of himself in front of the large mirror in the room. Gama is already wearing a neat suit. Tie, belt, etc. No kidding, the clothes he was wearing were branded. Gama knows the price range.

Mata Gama. When he checked his innermost shirt, it was replaced as well.

"Crazy, how do they know the size? Keep my HP, my bag, where?" his weakness.

Gama circled the room looking for an exit, but was not found.

"What kind of place is this?" ask him to yourself.

"This is a special room for Sultan Yasa."

The words came from the intercom. It's not a human voice, it's a machine. It's like a robot voice. Straight without intonation.

"Huh, I'm going out! I want to go home! Why am I locked up?!" his yell.

"You're not locked up, you're serving, you're a very special potential BRN member. You are very valuable to BRN. You, You, You."

Whether it was an error or something, the sound of the machine sounded strange. Repeating the word 'you' over and over again.

"You m e s u m." Continue with that machine.

"WHAT?! K u r a n g a j a r you!" yell Gama.

"Ha ha ha," the intercom laughed.

"Shut up! Oiya, how did you know that I was often called Sultan Yasa, huh?!"

"Because BRN kepo. Kepo, kepo, kepo," he said.

"I'd go crazy if I stayed in this room, I wanted to go home! Show me the door!" Gama shouted again.

"This is a room belonging to Sultan Yasa, please get acquainted with this room first. From today on, you are under our supervision. What you do we'll monitor."

"No want! I'm not your puppet! I don't want to live in order like this!"

"I'm not a doll, I'm not a doll." The machine is singing.

"Aargha!"

Gama shouted in despair. I wish this was just a dream.

"Quite messing around the machine b o d o h! Now get me out of this room!"

"You can go out and be free, but you have to follow our orders."

"No!" said Gama.

"Definitely a rudder," timpal machine.

"WILL NOT!" firmly Gama.

"Surely will," answered the machine.

"I A L!" gama's Ogat.

"You alone are s i a l, we are not. Ha ha ha ha."

"AAAA," Gama rolled on the floor so hopeless.

"Sultan Yasa, please don't roll around on the floor, your clothes are expensive."

"I don't care!" reply Gama. Still rolling.

"You'll care soon."

"No!" snapped Gama.

"Is this what you care about?" ask machine.

'Tring.'

One of the monitors in the room was on.

Deg.

Gama glares.

"D-ICE ...."

The screen shows a slide together with Freissya. In cafes, minimarkets, and in pharmacies.

"K u r a n g a j a r! Don't involve him!" said Gama.

"Well, we'll take care of the girl, as long as Sultan Yasa follows our orders."

"You're evil!" yell Gama.

"We're not evil, just a little scary and annoying."

"Well, I'll obey, but remember don't try to hurt the girl."

"No, we won't hurt him."

The door of the room opens automatically. There was a passageway to the exit. There are cars and motorcycles on each side of that hallway.

"Sultan Yasa is free to use any vehicle, please enjoy the facilities we provide accordingly. There will be punishment if you use it for crime."

Gama breathed. Back to being confused. Distractedly.

"Are you confused? ask the machine.

"Yes" answered Gama.

"Same, we were also confused," said the machine.

"Based on a crazy machine! Who programmed you?!"

"Maga, Maga, Maga" he answered.

"What?!" Gama gawking.

...❤...

...❤...

...❤...

...❤...

Linda's hands trembled as she opened one by one the pajama buttons belonging to Agam.

"Duggles, again?" Agam smile.

"Fear of Keivel waking up" he said. Now follow Agam. He called his son Keivel.

"You're sexy" whispered Agam. Now Mr. Dirut's hands start to run. Opening Linda's pajamas.

"P-Pak Agam is also sexy" Linda's great-grandson. Seriously, the lower, the more trembling his hands were.

"Call me, Maga," whispered Agam. While squeezing Linda's body so there's no room to move.

"Mm-Maga, we open the bathroom door, yeah. If Keivel cries --."

"OK, I understand," interrupted Agam. Then pull the handle, open the room door, but only a little.

"Darling ...." Agam took Linda and put her on the side of the sink.

Linda was nervous, biting the tip of her index nail as Agam opened his pajamas. Agam swallowed the saliva when he saw the beauty of it. Linda lowered her head, afraid of anything happening, afraid that Mr. Dirut went beyond the limit.

Agam stroking waterproof plaster covering scarring post SC surgery. Caught it. The man knelt down to kiss all parts of the area.

"Sir .. stop," Linda held Agam's shoulder.

"Why, baby?"

"Ge-geli" Linda said.

"It's a practice baby, in the future, you'll get used to it, it's not much, it'll be more than this." Smiling triumphantly.

Agam then stood up, cupped Linda's cheeks with both hands, then kissed her slowly from the top of the head, forehead, eyelids, nose, cheeks, until finally anchored there.

Linda was so confused, in this case, who would actually be spoiled?

Agam gripped him a little harshly. His desire is mounting. Who is not tempted if the shape is as beautiful and beautiful as this?

"Uhhh .. uhmm ...." Linda is overwhelmed by the balance.

Not even Linda protested, Agam had carried her body to the bathup without removing the link.

Without lowering Linda's body, Agam's hands are so adept at lighting warm water for them to soak in.

I should've said the plaster was water-repellent. Condemn Linda in her heart.

"I love you ...."

Say Agam while bringing Linda's body to soak. Linda put her hand. Hiding behind Agam's nape and closing his eyes. Seriously, he's afraid of plaster covering his wound open. This is the first time it has been submerged in water.

But ... his fear was defeated by that sense. Desire to devote himself to this man. Linda must show her love for Agam. Especially at this time, Agam was nearby, embracing him, controlling and ruling over his body.

"I love you too" Linda said.

My husband's.

"Ss-honey .. come ...," whispered Agam.

With trembling hands, Linda grabs the shower puff, Agam spills her soap, without taking her eyes off Linda. Linda began rubbing the shower puff into Agam's chest.

"It's the first time I've bathed my wife, so nervous" Agam said.

"I-I was also the first time I bathed an adult human" Linda explained.

Linda's getting clumsy, especially when Mr. Dirut let go of that part.

Release what? I don't know.

And believe me, Agam was apparently just as nervous. Obviously her white ears were blushing perfectly.

"That's it," Linda said.

Yes, the super large bathup is indeed equipped with a curtain cover. Not wanting to argue, Agam immediately pulled the curtain. So, the activity behind it is not visible anymore. It's just, Linda and Agam's heart words still sound clear.

"Keivel, help Mom, please .... Get up, baby ... Mom takuuut ...."

"Emh .... Uhh ..." The heart of Mr. Dirut.

Then ....

Hygiene ....

Just heard the gurgling tap water flowing the bathup.

Wait, there was a voice of Mr. Dirut.

But ... like stuck and stuck. Then came Linda's breath and her murmur. But ... I don't know what to say.

"Mmm ... slowly sa-honey ...." That's Mr. Dirut's voice. No doubt about it.

Next ....

Linda also spoke. His voice sounded very spoiled and s e k s i.

Then ... Mr. Dirut groans and groans finely. What the hell's going on? Could it be that Mr Dirut is in pain? I don't know.

Then ....

Skips.

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Right at 03:04 local time, Agam carried Linda out of the bathroom. Baby tub, Linda's body wrapped in a white towel limited to the chest to the knees. And Mr. Dirut was just wrapped around a white towel that covered the part between his navel and knee.

Seriously, the towel worn by Mr. Dirut looks small. Agam and Linda smiled when they saw Alf was still asleep.

Glam laid Linda. Smacked his lips and said ....

"You stay here, I'll take your shirt. Don't move, big baby," said Agam.

"The big baby is Mr. Agam, not me" he protested.

It was just a smile, rushing to open the nightstand, looking for clothes for Linda.

"I put it on."

"No need, sir. I can do it myself."

Linda took the clothes out of Agam's hand and walked alone towards the dressing room.

"Darling, no need to hide. I've seen 90 percent of it, still embarrassed too?" ask Agam. The man went to the dressing room.

"Sir Agam, change dong, why did you come in?" Linda protested again.

"Well, this locker room is pretty good too, we'll try it here, baby."

"Sir Agam, watch out!" expel Linda. Seriously, he's cold. Wants to wear clothes soon.

Agam insisted, even deliberately forced to help Linda wear her clothes.

"Aaaa, Maga don't," she cried.

"Honey, calm down, you can wake Keivel."

Because Linda struggled, Mr. Dirut's towel was finally affected. The small towel fell to the floor.

"Yeah."

Linda screamed again while closing her eyes that were again stained by something that was actually halal to Linda.

Mr. Dirut gawapan, apparently he was embarrassed and surprised too. Grab that towel and wear it again. But ... who woke up again because touched Linda can not be denied, nor can be hidden.

Linda was aware of the situation, her cheeks blushing, should there be a re-creation? Her thought.

"Dear sa - -."

"Sir Ag - -."

Agam and Linda spoke in unison. Their lips were about to speak again, but ..the crying inside the incubator foiled the plan. Spontaneous both of them came out of the dressing room. Approaching baby Alf with a smile.

Tonight, Agam and Linda are feeling very happy. They spent the night together for the first time as a small family. Agam painstakingly changed the diapers and was good at soothing baby Alf.

Linda is proud, Agam is really a dream husband.

When Adhan Fajr reverberated, Agam still held his seat and lured baby Alf. Mr. Dirut has not rested at all.

And with Linda. Now, he is pumping ASI for backup. While pumping, Linda was sleepy. His ASI almost spilled. Fortunately, there was a man who reminded him.

"Every drop of ASI from you will be judged as one reward. Spirit yes dear," murmured Agam while looking at Linda.

And as she looked at the baby, Alf was already asleep. I put it in the incubator. Then came Linda who overslept.