Wedding of the Eldest Princess and the Bungsu Son
Jealousy and Confession

Today the XI classes IPA 1 and IX IPA 3 are put together in a sporting schedule. Due to the first schedule of the Gala class, XI IPA 3 was empty and chose to be pulled to the first hour in order to save time.

Abel and Gala were met in one field, they looked at each other but did not greet each other. As usual, they were nobody in school.

Today's material schedule is basketball, they are divided into several teams to compete. Many of them cheered when Gala's team was in action on the field. The man is multitalent. The son of the school owner, the chairman of the motorcycle gang, is smart enough, the head of the basketball team, is well established because of his job, the last of which he is handsome. No wonder many women are crazy about the man, especially now that Gala is single.

They found out that because a few weeks ago they saw Jela pleading for her return, but Gala refused. Like there was no shame, Jela continued to do it every day.

"The more the charm is if it is highlighted. Pantes aja he big head," murmured Abel in his heart.

Gala's team match was over, seen there Jela who deliberately came to the field to seek Gala's attention.

"You're cape, cassian puffiness. Drink first." Jela wiped Gala's sweat while giving Gala a bottle of drink.

Abel looked towards Gala and Jela, he sneered inwardly even though Gala did not respond to Jela. Of jealousy? No, Abel was just amused to see the behavior of the two of them. Gala looked at Abel who was staring at her, suddenly the girl turned her face. Gala thought, is that girl jealous?

Now it's Abel's turn to play. As always, if the woman who competes must be a lot of drama. Either the scream of the most afraid of the ball, or the complaint of the most afraid of the sun. Making the match even more exciting because of seeing the drama scene.

But not with Abel. He teamed up with Dinda and managed to get some balls into the ring. A satisfied smile emanated from the corner of his lips alongside Dinda as they excelled.

Several pairs of eyes stared in admiration towards Abel, though not as much as Gala's admirers. Including Elzard the Chairman of OSIS who one class with him, even though Abel had rejected him he still had feelings for the girl.

"ABELL SPIRIT!" Shouted Degas.

"Crazy Abel is so cool, it's beautiful to play basketball," muttered Raka.

Gala stared intently at her two friends. They may praise Abel in front of her husband. Gala wants to tell everyone that Abel belongs to her.

"Don't look at that rich girl, not polite," Gala recalled.

"Do you know, Gal? Look at the dried girl that makes blood rustle," said Raka.

"Especially if it's beautiful" Degas said.

Gala just clucked, why did it feel upset when someone praised Abel in front of her own eyes? Moreover, they are both his friends. Gala could only squeeze the mineral bottle.

Suddenly Abel's body bounced because it was hit by one of the opposing teams. Its sizeable body was able to make the small Abel fall into the asphalt. It hurt but Abel didn't want to look better so he held it back.

But he got up and the game was over. Surely won by Abel and his friends. Gala wanted to help Abel, but suddenly Elzard came to Abel who was sitting on the sidelines and carrying a medicine box from the UKS room.

"I'm here to take medicine, sorry," El said, bending Abel's left arm and rubbing a cotton swab that had been given alcohol so as not to infection.

"No, I'm alone." Reject Abel while trying to take the cotton from El's hand, but his right wrist turned sprained, making the girl grimace. Inevitably he could not refuse Elzard because Dinda was afraid of blood.

Gala who saw it felt like she wanted to hold Abel and treat him herself, but again she could not. Finally he had to hold back the upset that El was helping Abel.

Because Gala was annoyed to get off the field and choose to go straight to class, after all the sports class was finished.

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Gala asks Abel to wait in his car. Because his hand was sprained, so he couldn't drive and asked Gala for help.

But Gala was so strange, from school to home she silenced Abel for no apparent reason. Abel glanced at Gala who had just been silent and did not want to talk to her. "Lo why the hell, Gal?"

"Galaaa! I'm just you?"

"What the hell, Bell I'm doing chores again," Gala replies.

"Yes you're not clear, diemin me for no reason. If I'm wrong, do you say, Lo keles because I asked for a mime?" Even the upset Abel could not hold back his emotions.

Gala sighed and then approached Abel who was in the bed. Gala grabbed Abel's right hand and massaged his wrist slowly.

"Lo know it doesn't feel upset because you can't help you earlier in the field and finally someone else who nolong lo?"

"Gue feels useless just look at you without doing anything," he continued.

"My style is okay, besides El just help me doang. I also refused but my hand was sprained" explained Abel.

"Gue know, I told you I just felt useless. Not jealousy" Gala said.

"Nobody thinks you're jealous, I just don't like being treated for no apparent reason" Abel said.

"If I had it already, I would have controlled my emotions so as not to get angry or snapped, Abella!" Gala turned Abel's wrist to the right and to the left, with one blow she pulled Abel's wrist until there was a criukk sound from there.

"AWWWW SICK GAL!" Shouted Abel who was shocked because of Gala's treatment.

"Gerakin," Gala ordered.

The girl just complied, it turned out that after that the pain was reduced. As the head of the basketball team he was used to dealing with the problem of sprain, that's why he had been tired of wanting to do that so Abel stopped being in pain

"Thank you" Abel's great-grandson.

Gala nodded and looked at the girl. "Bel dating yuk."

While the one being asked even scrunched his forehead did not understand. What about a date, they're married?

"Dating at school so that I do not have any restrictions," Gala explained.

"No way" Abel refused.

"Why not?" Ask Gala.

"First I don't like being the center of attention, you two have just broken up from Jela and I don't want to deal with people. Third, you're strange not if people who had not known each other suddenly dating, realize lo lo 1 year more never see me in school."

"Jaudah pdkt just the story," said Gala who felt she was smart.

"Emang why the hell should you be dating, Gal? I won't do anything. The wounds of the rich little bit are not severe" replied Abel.

It is true that it is not severe, but what Gala meant is not that. There are many reasons why he wants to claim Abel is his. But he's proud to tell that girl.

"Bel, deny the husband any sin," recalls Gala.

"Ck, why the hell? I'm not gonna why-why I promise you last time to worry, gu-"

"Gue don't like to be seduced by my friends, satisfied?" Cut Gala fast.

"Without realizing it's the center of attention of boys in school. It's better to be the center of attention because it's just me than rich."

"Lo gala?"

"Gue likes you, Abel."