Wedding of the Eldest Princess and the Bungsu Son
It's Like Being the Wife of a Young Child

After the shower, as usual Abel did his regular skincare. After settling down, he approached Gala who was busy reading her love letter while laughing.

"Slices" Gala said as she threw the letter she had just read into the trash, after which she returned to retrieve the letter from the pile.

"Rice." Gala squeezed the letter and put it in the trash can and took another one.

"Too long-winded" Gala said and did it over and over again.

"Why is it read anyway? I'm saying it's not important" Abel said.

"You know if my secret admirer wife is cool or cool. It seems ordinary. It's cooler I'm directly ijab qabul in front of his parents," he praised to himself.

"Keren it lo datengin bokap me, the permission that actually make the marriage of his son, keep new ijab. Not because of the betrothed that you initially refused raw," replied Abel.

"Lo who refused, I did not. If I have been loud sayin ijab one breath compared to send letters rich gini, not gentle." Gala threw the remaining mail that was still neatly piled into the trash.

"Udah know not gentle but still you read, confident but still want to see a letter that I never even bacain, it means you are less," ceplos Abel.

"Different, Bell. I just want to compare and prove to you that I'm more gentle," he said.

"Keep if it's proven to me, now what do I do?" Ask Abel simply.

"Must keep the distance especially the same Chairman OSIS. Or am I the Chairman of OSIS to be cool in your eyes? Not so, you are more proud to have me because the Chairman of the Foundation," he said proudly.

"Cape is talking to you, whatever," Abel replied as he read the book he held.

Suddenly Gala put her head on Abel's lap, hugging his wife's belly while kissing her. Either getting used to it or he was being lazy to argue with Gala, he finally let Gala down.

"Bel," call Gala.

"What?" Ask Abel who is still focused on his novel.

"Call me" Gala replied as she looked towards Abel.

There was no reply from Abel, because he thought there was nothing to reply from Gala's words.

"Bel" call him again.

"What's Galaxy?" An annoyed Abel was now staring down, staring at the Galaxy.

"Walk, will you? Eating satay, same gultic. Yuk?" Gala asked looking at the wife.

Abel thought for a moment, he was actually lazy to come out, but since Gala said they were going to eat cultic and satay she immediately agreed.

"Currently" he answered.

Gala smiled without changing clothes again she immediately took her jacket and motorcycle keys. Unlike Abel who had to change his clothes first, there was no way he would wear a nightgown.

When he finished, Gala clasped Abel's hand and walked out of their house. This night's walk feels like a courtship, even Gala and Abel seem to have just felt. Gala with his ex-girls spent more time in the Mall. Unlike Abel who does not matter if brought to the side of the road.

"Lo's not afraid anyone will see us walk?" Ask Abel.

"Son, what's afraid? The man I brought my own wife is not a virgin child," he said casually.

"Crazy, I'm still a virgin!" Angered Abel while hitting Gala's arm.

"Oh yeah, we haven't done anything yet. Come on anyway, Bel let's not be afraid of going anywhere with a legitimate status," Gala said.

"Don't go now" threatened Abel who began to frown.

Gala smiled and stroked his wife's cheek attentively. "Joking, let's go up."

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Here they are, eating on the side of the road while breathing fresh air at night. It tastes much better than eating at a restaurant or cafe that is so-so.

Tasya really likes to eat food that has a sweet taste, he went down the tongue of his father who is of Javanese descent. Gala smiled looking at Abel who was enjoying his meal. Their tastes are quite the same, so it is not difficult to put them together.

"It's very exciting every time we go for a walk" Gala said.

"Had to take you for a walk every day to keep a rich smile gini for me," he continued.

"Not really, I actually broke down the road before. But because you said you want to eat gultik sate so I want to come," he replied.

"Jaudah now list what you like, let me fill it," said Gala while drinking a glass of fresh tea provided there.

"Gue has no desire, Gala. I'm saying that doing something is never planned, but I'm doing it because I want to."

"Why? Usually every girl has a wish list, right? Got a plan in the future where it's going, where it's going."

"Gue has future plans about my dreams, but I have no plans to go anywhere, how and what. I told you, if I don't want to be hurt by anything, including the same expectations that I make myself. If not achieved I am also disappointed, in the end I am also responsible for my disappointment. So just go with what's there now."

"Including undergoing marriage lo same, so do not ask me about the future that I have not been certain. I just want to go through this all with ngalir so much," said Abel.

"Oh, is this a request? Okay, the most important thing is not to just stay in place," Gala said as she rubbed Abel's head.

"Thank you, Gal. You never force anything onto me, yes even though you are a forger in some ways and make me sprained," said Abel sincerely.

"Why so sweet? Want to make me fall in love, right?" Gala asked while pulling Abel's nose which she thought was tiny.

Abel snorted, Gala was indeed arbitrarily on his nose. "I'm serious. Rarely am I serious, even seduced."

"No teasing, I say lo sweet when you say rich. Emang you think only girls can salting given sweet words continue to be given a smile too?"

"You know, there's an answer."

"Hahaha, equally. I'm not going to force you on feelings. Because in the future you will love me too," he said casually.

"Keep then why still bandingin the same people who send letters if you also know, want as much as I like, still be the same lo," said Abel.

"That's different again, our own satisfaction only when we know that the opponent is not equal to us."

"Gala, whose name the opponent must have had power, is therefore called an opponent. If what seems unequaled means it cannot be called an opponent. His name is not comparable."

Either Abel muji Gala is superior or it is just words. But Abel makes her feel that no one can match her to compete for the girl. I want Gala to wade through the girl and take her home now.

"Can't you just go home and hide in my shirt?"

"Well? Ngacos."

"Let no one can see the kegemesan lo, later if I miss just appear just keep me kissing, then I put it on the shirt again," he said while chuckling.

Abel just shook his head, is this how it feels to be in a relationship with the youngest child? Sometimes they look so mature and sometimes they look like children. Not thinking out.

On the one hand they are not aware if they are being monitored by someone from far away. "Oh so this is Galaxy Lazaruz's new chick?"

After finishing photographing their activities, he also drove his motorbike fast. The boss needs to know about this.