Wedding of the Eldest Princess and the Bungsu Son
Gala Fever

At 1pm Abel was still not asleep, thinking of Gala who did not return to the room. Did Gala sleep in the other room? Thought Abel.

It's late at night, Abel believes that Gala must be asleep. Somehow the feeling is a little bad if you haven't made sure Gala sleeps properly. Abel got off his bed and began to trace Gala's whereabouts.

The upper room of her brothers was not there, so Abel went down the stairs to look for her in the other room. It was seen that Gala was fast asleep on the sofa. Abel approached Gala and confirmed his sleeping position which was almost dropped. When it touches his skin, it feels hot. Abel held Gala's forehead and it turned out that the man had a fever.

"How can I get Gini fever?" Abel murmured worriedly.

Without thinking long Abel took a blanket and also a compress. After that he came back and sat on the carpet right beside the sofa that Gala was sleeping on. Abel covered the man with a thick blanket. He painstakingly compressed Gala's forehead. Do it repeatedly when it starts to cool so that the fever quickly drops. He could not bear to wake Gala and tell her to take medicine.

"Bel, I love you," murmured Gala.

Abel was a little surprised, but when he looked at Gala he was just delirious. This man could have thought about it when he was sick like this. But Abel understood that in Gala's subconscious.

"Don't stay with me" she said again.

Abel gulped his saliva hearing Gala's words. Although delirious, it was aimed at him. "I'm sorry, Gal." Abel looked at Gala's face fixedly, he felt guilty because of the incident, he indirectly rejected Gala and he also felt guilty for not being able to reciprocate Gala's feelings.

"Gue will try to like you, but slowly yes," murmured Abel.

He realized that his treatment of Gala was not right. Although this man is spoiled, annoying, but he's trying the best for Abel. So why couldn't he reply even if slowly?

Long enough to guard Gala, the man looked quite better than before. Abel also began to get sleepy and involuntarily fell asleep with his head leaning against the sofa.

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Gala blinked her eyes, and last night she wasn't very good until she fell asleep but now she's covered in blankets. His gaze was fixed on Abel who was still asleep with a sitting position and his head on the edge of the sofa. The girl took care of him all night.

Gala smiled, it turned out that Abel was very attentive. Otherwise, he might have left Gala last night after he finished compressing, but he fell asleep there instead.

"Bel, wake. Move his sleep later sore body," said Gala while patting Abel's cheeks and change his position to sit.

Slowly Abel opened his eyes, his body was in pain from being in this position all night. Abel sat down next to Gala and checked her condition. Abel was holding the man's forehead and neck, and his fever had gone down.

"Ohh already down the fever," said Abel relieved, he stretched his back muscles, really heavy like crushed concrete.

"Lo's worried, huh?" Gala asked glanced towards Abel.

Abel did not want to answer, of course, he also had the prestige to admit it. Even though he had said he would try to open his heart to Gala, but still prestige was his pride.

"Lo move into the room, let me make some porridge. Don't sleep here cold, you still have to rest" Abel said.

Gala shook her head. "Gue is healed, no need to rest. You'll be treated the same."

Abel only snorted annoyedly at Gala's statement. "Jude wait here." Abel went to the kitchen and took the rice from his place. Fortunately, his mother taught him how to make porridge.

Patiently Abel made the porridge and had to make it tasty. Sick people will usually not feel good to eat, if it is not good it will make it even more unwilling to eat.

When he was done, Abel took an instant shred and sprinkled it over the porridge. The menu is mundane but Abel is proud to make it. He happily brought a porridge and a glass of water to give to Gala, not to forget also with paracetamol because Gala still had a slight fever.

Abel sat on the sofa and faced Gala. He blew a niup while scooping the porridge in his bowl and feeding it to Gala. Gala did not refuse, but her mouth felt bad to eat. Not that Abel's porridge is not tasty.

"No, Bel. My mouth is not good to eat, is it?" Her request.

"So, you have to eat and keep taking the medicine. Let the spit heal, eat again." Abel returned to feed the porridge to Gala.

"Lo why the hell sleep here? It's a fever, right?" Omel Abel's.

"Will you be further away from Semalem if I keep it there?" Ask a realistic gala.

Abel stopped his activities, Gala may have reminded him of last night's events. Without answering Abel returned to feed the porridge to Gala.

"Gue fever nuh nahan semaleman, we have not reached the point" said Gala innocently.

Abel's heart skipped a beat, hearing Gala's words he became even more guilty of making Gala hold everything back. But he was also afraid and chose to be quiet.

Gala chuckled at Abel's reaction. Even his cheeks were now starting to meet, making Gala anxious to make. Abel fed the porridge back to Gala.

"Why diem doang, don't you like it? Want again?" Ask Gala who made Abel's heart even worse. He was obviously crabbed.

"No," Abel denied briefly.

Gala just nodded casually, making Abel feel like he wanted to leave here.

"But the rich you enjoy yes, although stiff," ceplos Gala.

How could he say that? It's no hypocrite that Abel enjoyed it because it was the first time he was touched like that by a man, but why did the Gala know? Moreover, calling it stiff, does he often play with his ex-girls?

"That's my first kiss how do I not get?!" Upset Abel unwillingly looked towards Gala.

"Ohhh first kiss, if so dong. That was my first kiss too. Wow the senengnya be the first," replied Gala relaxed. He did not know that his words made Abel shocked many times.

"Diem!" Annoyed Abel.

"That means you can kiss her in the future?" Gala asked, drawing her face closer to Abel.

"No!" Resolute Abel.

"The time cannot be grand opening semalem," said Gala.

Grand opening, she thought what the hell there was a grand opening of all. Abel dizzy served an obscure talk this early in the morning. After he finished feeding Gala he gave medicine and water to Gala to drink.

"So, don't hang on. Mending you take medicine, keep you rest to the room to be cured," ordered Abel.

Gala chuckled then took the medicine and drank it. Abel just shook his head at Gala's behavior. He also brought dishes and glasses to the kitchen to wash. He wanted to eat breakfast but his body also tasted bad.

Suddenly his stomach aches and feels0 nauseous. Abel immediately ran to the sink and vomited out his entrails. There's nothing because it's empty, just sour.

Huekk ... Huekk ...

Gala, who heard this, approached Abel. Now he's worried about Abel's situation. Seeing Abel still vomiting, Gala confused how to.

"Lo why?" Ask Gala.

Abel did not answer because he still wanted to vomit, all he felt was that nausea.

"There is no stomach. Why is gini? You are pregnant anyway, I just kissed the same little hold," said Gala.

Abel finished his vomit and washed his mouth, after which he took a tissue to dry his hands and mouth. What ridiculous statement did Gala say?

"Don't ngaco, just catch a cold. I'm sorry, I can take medicine. There's rest" Abel said as he pushed Gala slowly to climb into her room.

"Lo also ate, abis was followed by rest. Deal?" Bargainly.

Abel nodded, he would not be bothered if he was sick unless he had a fever, cough, flu at the same time. Gala immediately went to her room, because Abel had brought her to rest. Abel hurried to eat and take the medicine to resist the wind.