Wedding of the Eldest Princess and the Bungsu Son
Women Can All

After she finished feeding her baby and tidying the dinner table, Abel rushed to the room. Her appetite was gone instantly, so she chose not to eat.

Abel walked to his desk. He took some textbooks for tomorrow and tidied them into a Bag. After that, because there is still no PR he opened the laptop to continue his writing on one of the online platforms.

In addition to liking taekwondo, Abel also likes the world of authorship and he can earn money up to millions from there. She used to be independent since childhood and aspired to be a versatile woman.

"Any, young marriage in the novel kok on beautiful. Lah me? If the novel is also the genre of angst," murmured Abel.

Abel turned on the music and put up next to his earpods. Rituals that he often does when seeking inspiration to write and proven effective. Now he is focused on stringing word for word to create quality work.

Already many works he created with the end of happy ending, but will his story also meet the point of happiness? I don't know just thinking about it has made Abel's head feel dizzy.

Marrying Gala was the worst chapter of her life. He should be able to enjoy this adolescence normally. But now he's really trapped.

"If for example I survive here can be crazy, if I divorce later become a young widow? Is there nothing more to my story?" He murmured as he refocused on the screen.

Not long after, Gala entered and was a little amazed to see his room was neat, he also saw there was a new table belonging to Abel arranged there. Either too independent or indeed coolies, but Abel installed it alone without asking for help from Gala. After all, if he asked, Gala would immediately tell Mang Boni to help.

Life being the youngest child in the Alaric family makes Gala a little fun, because what she needs will soon be done as long as she obeys her parents.

Gala glanced towards the paper bag given by Abel earlier. The latest collection of shoes from the brand he used to wear. It was strange why this woman was so attentive to him.

"Why did you buy me shoes?" Ask Gala.

Abel who just put up next to his earpods also heard the man's words. "Lo's shoes broke right in the field? Yehudah I bought it at the Mall."

Gala looked at the girl who was focusing on her laptop screen. "Lo likes me, huh?"

Abel clucking. "No need to be smart, if you wear broken shoes to school I am also embarrassed even though pretending not to know."

Gala was confused as to how Abel knew about his shoes. Jela doesn't even know that, even though she's on the field. Not knowing or not paying attention to the little things.

"Thank you, sorry for this afternoon, too" Gala said. He felt a little guilty for scolding Abel earlier this afternoon.

Even though Gala cuek she still knows manners to say sorry and thank you. So he's not prestigious when it comes to that.

"Yes" replied Abel who remained focused on writing. Abel did not want to bother or argue with the man. His imagination is good for writing, of course he will not be wasted.

Gala picks up Vidio's call when her phone suddenly goes off, who else if not Jela. He didn't want to lift, but he ended up lifting as well.

"Father, just look at my girlfriend before going to bed. Do you want to sleep or study?" Ask the girl in a spoiled tone.

"She's going to sleep again" Gala replied.

Abel rolled his eyes lazy, he was like a mosquito between Gala's conversation with his girlfriend, moreover he was in his imagination. So he should try to stay focused on writing accompanied by the two lovebirds' holiness. Not jealous, but he was very lazy to listen to the two of them.

Until finally a few hours passed, the time had already shown 11 pm. Gala was deliberately lingering, she wanted to see the reaction of Abel, but the girl remained a duck and ended up sleeping at her study table.

After turning off the call from Jela, Gala approached Abel and tried to wake him up. The girl seemed to be asleep due to exhaustion. Although independent, Abel only this time doing homework alone. Usually he always cooperates with his mother at home.

"Wake up." Gala patted Abel on the shoulder, but there was no reaction.

Gala again patted the girl on the shoulder but there was still no response. Gala was a little confused, how do I wake the girl up?

Gala tried to drop the pen to the floor violently, walking to the bathroom with a stomp, even she also slammed the bathroom door, but Abel did not wake up as well.

"Lo sleep what's torpor?" Gala muttered that she had given up on waking the girl.

Gala pulled out the earpods that were in Abel's ears, she clucked. Maybe this is one of the reasons Abel did not wake up. Gala sighed rough, until even the hajj Eid Abel would not wake up if the condition was like this.

Gala recalled that she had not exchanged numbers with Abel. Slowly he took Abel's cell phone. Slowly he put Abel's finger to unlock the password on his phone. He saw a lot of men who sent messages to Abel but he did not reply. Is that how attractive Abel is in people's eyes?

Gala types in her cell phone number and calls herself to have Abel's number on her, and she names her contacts on Abel's cell phone. After that Gala turned off the phone and helped him to charge the battery that was almost used up.

At first glance he glanced at Abel's laptop, it turns out this was done until late at night. Writing romance novels, but the romance story is not like in novels. Gala was quite surprised when she saw Abel's income from writing. Sure enough said Raka.

"Cowok if you can do everything, have money. They'll find a lot of girls. If a girl can do everything, has money, she won't need a single guy to go with her."

Gala did see that in Abel. Independent, can do anything, no wonder if he refuses many men to accompany him. Even though Gala knew all that was only limited, she said, but she believed it.

Again Gala thought, how do I wake Abel up, but it will be difficult. If he let Abel fall asleep at the table it would make him ache the next day. Although indifferent, Gala's humanity is still there.

Slowly Gala slipped her hand between Abel's arm and knee. At first glance Gala noticed Abel's calm face while asleep, according to her it was much more pleasant to see than when she was awake. Slowly he lifted the tiny body and put it to bed.

Gala was still speechless with her position very close to Abel's face. The roar of breath hitting his skin made Gala feel a strange thing. There is something different from the woman who has the status of his wife and wants Gala to find out more.

Gala sighed and stood up straight, she should not linger staring at Abel like this. If he wakes up he can drop his pride. Finally Gala stepped foot to close Abel's laptop and turned to sleep next to Abel.