Wedding of the Eldest Princess and the Bungsu Son
A Feel of Longing

Abel was asleep in his room, he felt bored once today, to just spend time in the room while watching netflix to sleep. He's been waiting for Gala all day, but that guy hasn't come yet.

Suddenly his body felt disturbed when someone hugged and kissed his cheek from behind his back. Abel opened his eyes and looked at the perpetrator.

"Gala." Abel rounded his eyes and sat down and hugged the man.

Gala chuckled then rubbed Abel's back gently. "Yes kangen?"

Abel did not reply and chose to tighten his embrace on Gala. He did not want to say it, later Gala could be too confident.

"Gue know you kangen, so I say now that I miss you more and I win" said Gala.

Abel released his embrace and stared at Gala sparklingly. "Seriously? For what sake do you win?"

"For the sake of lo." Gala opened her phone and showed her pictures of her victory there. Abel smiled broadly at Gala who was advancing and carrying the trophy. He really kept his promise.

"I'm proud of you" murmured Abel.

"You should be proud to have my rich husband. So, I won, what's the prize?" Gala opened her palm before Abel.

"There's a gift agreement, right?" Abel asked confused.

"Nobody, but I fought to win for you. So I want to ask for a gift" Gala replied with a smile.

"Okay, what gift do you want?" Abel asked as he folded his hands on his chest.

"Kiss the old one" he replied lightly.

"The other one, the time of asking. Don't want to, mending you ask me masakin or something. Don't kiss," Abel refused.

A ignorant smile was engraved on Gala's lips, her hands immediately tickled Abel's stomach, at once she laughed but was also annoyed at Gala's sudden movements.

"Hahahahahaha Gala don't tickle me please," said Abel pleading with open arms.

"Don't want to, kiss first I just stopped," said Gala who laughed seeing Abel helpless like that.

"GALL, hahahaha stop it!! Yes, yes, yes, forgive me." Abel really resigned if it was like this.

Gala smiled satisfied to hear it, of course Gala will get what she wants. Slowly he supported his wife's body while looking at her beautiful face.

"Lo it should be a lot of smiles just as laugh rich gini, beautiful," Gala praised as she tidied the strands of Abel's hair.

Abel still managed to catch his breath and chuckled as he looked towards Gala. "If I smile the same way laughing keeps that name crazy."

"Bel, can't you be romantic? It's a romantic story again, don't spoil the atmosphere" Gala said. Seeing Abel under his support makes Gala feel like kissing the girl's lips.

"Who likes to watch my drakor, why do you want romantic-romantic so lo? I'm anti-romantic" Abel said.

"Gue likes action movies, but if you want the same genre of romance. How's dong?" Gala asked as she stroked his wife's cheek gently.

"Judah" replied Abel quietly.

"Judah what?" Ask Gala softly.

"Yes, I will do so, '" replied Abel, holding his shame.

"Oh so is this a code or a green light?" The Gala temptation that makes Abel's cheeks blush.

"Rage continues, you know I did not see husband and wife in the hotel on romantic-romantic, spoiled wife so to her husband. How my wife is different on her own even more fierce than the cat," Gala said with a laugh.

I don't know why Abel even laughs at hearing it. "Hahaha why the hell is that rich? Do you want me to be rich? You got the wrong girl marriage means."

"Not wrong, just not broken yet. You're in love yet with me, Bel?" Ask Gala.

Abel thought that he had never been in love, how could he know if he loved Gala or not? He only knew that now he was starting to accept the presence of Gala.

"I don't know, but I'm comfortable" replied Abel slowly.

Gala smiled hearing that, suddenly the girl was so adorable at this moment. "He is, the husband of Galaxy Putra Alaric. Who wouldn't be comfortable."

"Featured if you already believe in him, I can pull the words?" Annoyed Abel while holding back his laughter.

"Can't it, it's called PHP lo is a fake hope girl huh? It can't be the same husband, sin," recalls Gala.

"Yes out lo nyebelin anyway, can not gausah nyebelin a day that. He said he wanted me to romantic-romantic now even lo jayus abis."

Gala only chuckled and slowly moved her face closer and closer to Abel. They both closed their eyes as another second of their lips reached.

"Sister, you're-"

Abel and Gala were startled, they instantly changed their positions to sit down. The panicked Gala opened her phone, while Abel opened the drawer next to her bed.

"Oh sorry, Mother did not knock first. If you want to go home later say yes, Mother wants to feed the monkeys first," said Nia while closing the door to her son's room. Although Abel panicked, he still had time to think, since when did his mother keep a monkey?

The two of them both sighed, then they stared at each other and laughed suddenly. Somehow they feel silly themselves, like two teenagers who are caught doing the right thing, but the difference is they are left alone.

"Lo anyway, ask for a kiss. Your mother's pergok will be," murmured Abel.

"Loh really gapapa, Bel. Our people are legitimate, but I suddenly panicked, feeling the fear of what other people's children," Gala replied laughing.

"Judah I want to finish the stuff, we go home. Do you want to wait here or do you want to be outside?" Ask Abel.

"You're here, don't you want to continue that just now? Haven't landed yet, cancel?" Tanya Gala seduces Abel.

"Cancel, no second chance. I've scorched the offer, you're out of my way rather than bother me. You see, I have a lot of work" replied Abel as he put his things in the suitcase.

"Yaudah ayok go home spit-neck so you can continue at home freer, can be in the bathroom, can be on the stairs, in the car, in the kitchen, in the room moreover," Gala said.

"What a pervert! A rich man is all that if he is married. Ambigu keeps talking, I kick your future, too" Abel upset.

"Lo's a distance Traveling her, my guy's not gonna talk. If in the language house it is more free to say anything. " Gala laughed looking at Abel's face that looked upset by it.

Without speaking Abel threw his doll towards Gala. It really sucks that someone who is her husband's status. Obviously he was the one who fished for ambiguity in Abel's brain.

"It's very fierce wife, yaudah gih finish so we can do anything," said Gala.

"GALLAXY!" Abel screeched as he brutally attacked the man. Especially if you don't beat him.

"Hahhahaha, Bell. Sick, brutal pain is very direct in attack, patient, must be slow to be equally delicious."

"WOLF!!" Abel was beating him even more mercilessly, the man was actually making his cheeks heat up now. Abel felt that his brain was getting polluted to the point of always thinking ambiguously for every word Gala.

Gala laughed contentedly, pranking his fierce wife was a satisfaction in itself. Moreover, looking at his cheeks that were blushing like tomatoes. The more anxious to see it.