Wedding of the Eldest Princess and the Bungsu Son
The Midnight Hugs

At 2pm, Abel woke up. His heart was pounding very fast, his head was dizzy, his feelings were not calm, and the cold sweat he felt was sometimes a little excruciating at night. If her panic attack came, she would definitely wake up in the middle of the night like this. That's why he keeps anti-depressants in his room.

Abel glanced towards the table and saw the medicine was there. Without a second thought Abel took the medicine so he could fall asleep. But just as he was about to drink it, Gala's hand held him back.

"Don't drink." Actually, when Abel woke up Gala also woke up, but she wanted to see what Abel did in the middle of the night.

"Gal, don't set it!" Strictly Abel tried to let go of Gala's hand.

"Why do you keep taking this medicine, what is this medicine? I told you not to take medicine. What medicine am I asking?" Ask Gala.

"Let me drink first I say," Abel's pinta softened.

Without hearing Abel, Gala threw the medicine in any direction. Drawn the girl's body into the arms, Abel had a little rebel but Gala's power was much stronger than him.

"Gal, pelein," asked Abel who was still trying to release his body from Gala. Her heart was beating so badly, she needed the medicine so she could sleep.

"Don't take the medicine." Gala tightened her embrace on Abel, gently stroking the girl's back for him to calm down.

Gala could feel Abel's heart now beating fast, his breathing irregular, there was a tinge of fear as he spoke. She had read that hugs can relieve a person's anxiety and emotions, so she hugged Abel.

"Return your breath, I'm not a bad guy. Don't be afraid of me" Gala said as she continued to hug her body.

Somehow Abel slowly began to calm down, although his breathing still felt heavy. Gala with attention continued to stroke Abel's back gently, his drowsiness suddenly disappeared.

"Gue was afraid," Abel murmured in a whisper but could be heard by Gala.

"Sstt, you're sleeping. There's me, no one can be wicked you."

Minutes change and minutes change hours. Abel's eyes began to sleep and he fell asleep. Gala looked at the girl in her arms, and Abel was finally able to fall asleep.

"If I let go he'll wake up" he murmured.

Gala tried to lay Abel's body down and he also fell asleep beside Abel. Gala raises her position higher than the girl and brings Abel back in her arms, she is afraid that Abel will wake up again if she lets go. After that Gala pulled out their blankets and fell asleep with Abel.

...~ • ~...

Abel blinked his eyes as he felt the roar of one's breath piercing his face.

"GALA!" With all his might Abel pushed Gala's body away from him. Al results the man fell out of bed now.

"Aarghhtt, Bell. Why anyway?! It hurts!" Screech Gala as her butt perfectly hits the floor.

"L-lo what are my hugs?! Mode!!" Angry the girl.

Gala also moved from there and sat on the edge of the bed while stroking her waist that felt broken due to the toppling earlier.

"Lo doesn't want to leave, not me. It should say thanks, people sleep slammed into a taekwondo whiz" he lamented.

"Y-yes that's not it. Y-yeah thanks, but it should be if I've slept after all. What is it, lo?" Rutuk Abel's.

"Lo is happy, even ngigau. Gala hugged again dong, do not let go yes," Gala told a lie.

"Then anyway?? A TIMING? ENGGA, you don't make it up! Don't ngaco!" Abel threw a pillow towards Gala.

Gala laughed at Abel's reaction like that, as if teasing Abel would be her new routine.

"I'm lying, where smiles sleep. Comfortable huh?" God again.

Abel widened his eyes. Is he really like that? But where possible, Abel did not feel like doing it. Why is Gala 2 times more annoying than usual?

"Gala, I'm thumping too yeah long!" Resenting.

"You want a thump what to hug, hooked ya lo hugged me?" Gala asked the more seductive his wife was.

"Gal, mending lo so cute, a rich refrigerator yesterday only original. If you are rich gini lo 2 times the noodles," said Abel honestly.

"Don't set it" said Gala.

"That's good cooking, my wife, '" cried Gala.

"Don't call me my wife my wife!" Reply Abel shouted.

"My wife!" Gala's screams are getting louder.

"I LET YOU GO HUNGRY!" Threat Abel.

Gala chuckles, it turns out her parents' decision to match her this, so that she is not lonely at home.

...~•~...

Abel picked up some groceries he could use for cooking. For a moment he recalled the incident last night, why did he feel calm when Gala hugged him? At first she was scared, but the tighter Gala hugged her made her calmer.

"Why can I sleep without medication? Time because it was hugged Gala anyway? No way, this is rich because I was detained just like him and finally I cape continued to sleep," he murmured.

"That's stupid, Bell. Why should I relapse anyway? I hope Gala isn't weird."

Abel shifted his focus, trying to forget about last night. He decided this morning to make pancakes only, since the groceries had already been exhausted a lot, it seemed like he had to shop again today.

Gala came down from her room and headed straight for the dining table. Abel who came to bring two pancake plates in his hand.

He put one of the plates in front of Gala. "Gue haven't been shopping, have you eaten this before?"

Gala nodded. It doesn't matter if you don't eat rice. For a month yesterday even he only ate bread because his mother could not cook.

Abel sits next to Gala, plays his phone and enjoys his chocolate pancakes. Watching Korean music videos is her routine.

"Lo want me to go shopping?" Ask Gala.

"No, I can do it myself" replied Abel who was still focused on his phone.

"Why? Usually other girls like to be delivered shopping?" Gala asked as she put pancakes in her mouth.

"Another girl, not me" he replied casually.

"But lo my wife," Gala said intentionally.

Abel pressed his knife against the plate, then looked at the man sharply. "Gue hold the knife."

"So good, yes, I did" said Gala.

"Lo likes to cook?" Ask Gala suddenly.

Abel nodded. "Make it worse at home."

"Your parents are not forbidden? Mama always forbid Miya's sister to cook, Jihan's brother" said Gala honestly.

"My mother said that girls should be all they can be. Because later in the future it is useful. Yes proven now I'm far from the mother really. So I'm not culture shock or cape because I'm not used to it" Abel replied as he ate his pancakes.

"So the reason you never use a maid because you want to take care of all your children to be independent?" Ask Gala again.

"Yes, I'm the first kid. My grandfather was also a guy. Why the hell, rich journalists."

"The only one who is always a journalist? Kan engga, want to know more about lo," replied Gala casually.

"Don't, the more you know the less good you are" Abel said.

"Why?"

"There is nothing interesting that you can dig, just you know me as Abel now," he said.

"Oh, you used to be Wonderwoman? Okay." Okay."

Abel clucked, this guy next to him is so annoying. Fortunately his mood today was good, otherwise this knife was ready to pounce on his soft target.