Wedding of the Eldest Princess and the Bungsu Son
How to Make Abel Wipe

Nia opened the door of her son's room, her intention of telling them to have dinner, but she instead saw a scene that made her smile widen. If only they didn't wear High School uniforms, it would be like she was holding a granddaughter from her daughter. It would be funny if she became a grandmother.

Finally Nia undoes her intentions for fear of disturbing their moment together. Either because he felt disturbed by the sound of the door or indeed his consciousness had returned. The roar of one's breath and a hand that was now on top of his body made Abel wake up.

"Gala?" His inner.

Abel tried to remove the hand from his body, but unfortunately the man even tightened his embrace. He was already conscious, but deliberately so that Abel did not immediately get angry with him.

"Ck, Gala you're awake, aren't you?" The accusation.

Gala did not answer and instead continued to hold Abel's body with Ghazam still in their midst. Unknowingly making the little baby cry.

"That's right to wake up" upset Abel who immediately held the baby.

Gala changed her position to sit down and helped Abel stroke Ghazam's back. He smiled looking at Abel's annoyed face.

"Still angry?" Ask Gala.

But there was no answer from Abel, he was lazy to talk to the man before him.

"Don't be angry again, sorry?" Pinta Gala's.

Abel got out of bed, better he go out for dinner than to keep looking at Gala who pissed him off. Gala certainly did not give up, finally she followed Abel out of the room.

"Eh you guys are up, come here eat first" said Nia while smiling at the two and taking Ghazam from her sling.

Abel sat down and Gala took the seat next to his wife. Nia and Doni felt a different artmosphere from both of them. It seems their problem is not finished.

Despite being angry, Abel still fed the food to Gala's plate and to her own. Nia smiled as Abel listened to her words about serving her husband.

"Thank you" said Gala, stroking Abel's head.

"Where are your schools and jobs, Gal? There's a problem so far?" Ask Doni.

"Safe, Dad. It has started to adjust the schedule so it is not too tight," replied Gala.

"Good, I like it when Dad's son-in-law is good at managing time. The most important thing is not to forget often to talk and walk Abel. You see he can be strong silent all day because he was not invited first," said Doni chuckled.

"Gala always try, Dad. I can trust Gala" he said steadily.

"The pirciyi gili." Abel mengeyel.

"Shh!" The memory of Nia who saw the behavior of her daughter. But Gala just chuckled, not emotions but it made her laugh.

"So you plan to stay here?" Ask Doni.

"Yes, no" they answered simultaneously.

Doni looked at his two children. "So which one?"

"Yes, I want to be here. Do not know if Gala, want to sleep in school also gapapa," replied Abel while stirring his food is not interested.

"Sir, Bell. We go home" said Gala softly.

"Sir, would. Let me be here, tomorrow I'll be home" Abel replied.

"Your clothes, your typical alma mater, your taekwondo clothes, your gym clothes, your bookbook are all at home. How's tomorrow?" Ask Gala.

Nia and Doni let out a sigh they saw the debate between their two children. Taste of when newly married Nia and Doni even being romantic-romantic. Different from his son.

"Ck, yaudah come home." Abel could not deny, there were too many left there. He should have gone home to get it. This time he felt stupid.

They smiled at Abel. Yes at least Abel softened a little compared to before.

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Gala cupped her chin and looked at him with a gentle smile. "Don't bend his face, smile dong."

"No mood," in short.

Gala chuckles and lets Abel ride his bike. He was still waiting for the girl to hug him now, yet there was no movement. "Hand."

"No."

"Later down, Bel," recalls Gala.

Abel simply fell silent and steadfast at his stance. With one time Gala gas also launched his motorbike and suddenly made Abel shocked and hugged him tightly. Gala smiled winning, not Gala's name if she couldn't conquer anyone.

Abel hit Gala's back. "RESE!" Gala did not hear it and chose to smile and enjoy the streets.

Half an hour passed and finally they reached home, Abel rushed in and left the Gala. Holding back the emotions made him very tired and thirsty.

Abel threw his bag on the sofa and headed to the kitchen and took a glass of water, only a few months married but he felt crazy. The gossip of others, run over, not to mention facing Gala's behavior like a child prodigy.

Suddenly Gala stood before him. Why try he should be in front of Abel's eyes right now who clearly doesn't want to see him.

"OK I was wrong not to see your side first, so now the story why can fight?" Gala softened this time.

"Important, no matter how you defend him," replied Abel annoyed.

"Well, let me know what my wife is doing now." Gala rubbed Abel's cheek.

Ah Abel this time was completely insane, feeling the touch from Gala's hand even made her melt. Moreover, Gala was indeed a wife.

"Say if there's anything else but bil-"

"I don't want to, I don't like talking to people. You like to judge me first. We'll forget, "cut Abel quickly and gently put Gala's hand away.

"Can't be skipped, because it's important. Cepet, or do I see a school cctv?"

Abel took his breath. This guy is really a forger, he was a little sorry for what he said last night. "He slapped me suddenly and scorned me, satisfied?"

"slapped? Okay if that's tomorrow I take care of." Gala was furious to hear that, she would not let anyone hurt Abel of course.

"No need, already satisfied the twisting of the ladder," said Abel relaxed.

"But don't be rich, I don't want you to get in trouble. So what do you want to do not get angry again?"

Abel shakes. "Wouldn't do anything."

"The face is still tangled, can not calm down if not smile," said Gala.

Abel shook his head, he just needs time to be alone first. His anger will also subside. But Gala could not if everything was not complete.

Gala slowly moved her feet towards Abel. Gala kept staring at the girl and somehow Abel returned the favor, making the magical atmosphere between them create by itself. Abel retreated his steps and now his hands were clutching the tip of the pantry.

Gala smiled looking at Abel's lips which inexplicably became opium to him. Slowly she held the nape of the girl and pressed her lips against Abel's lips. Gala began to sip his wife's sweet lips gently Abel's heart beat violently, but somehow she did not resist the moment Gala kissed her lips and closed her eyes as if enjoying a touch on her lips.

Gala smiled as Abel began to return his kisses, sipping his upper lip very gently, ah that really made Gala almost crazy. His hands began to fall and clenched the girl's waist to get closer and made Abel instead put his hands on Gala's neck.

The kiss grew more intense, as their oxygen supply began to thin, Gala released it slowly, letting them breathe in oxygen accompanied by the roar of her second breath. The first thing Gala saw was the face of Abel who was very close to her. Then he continued his activities again.

Slowly Gala let go of their kisses and Abel opened his eyes, saw it Gala then licked Abel's lips. He smiled, then kissed the lips as a cover.

Abel closed his eyes, what did he do just now? He really cursed himself in his heart. Why does he look like a fool now?

"Oh now you can bales, okay so long ago the lesson. The rest we will try again," said Gala relaxed.

Abel released Gala's hand from her waist, why is she being so misbehaved now anyway? He closed his eyes tightly while drowning the face in his own palm. It seemed like the cheeks had met with redness and certainly made Gala chuckle at him.

Without saying anything else Abel took his bag and immediately ran to the room. Something is wrong in him!

"I know how to make him melt" murmured Gala.