Gala Asmara [Mature From Small ]

Peanut seasoning

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The second check-up at the family hospital all went normally with no one to worry about. The age of the womb this time has even eight weeks which means that already two months the fetus of the future successor to the Throne Rahardian lives in the womb of a young woman named Asmara kasih. The beauty who since birth has been in the conglomerate environment as an adopted child of Earth and Khayangan. No one can guess to whom the soul mate will be anchored, the important loyal and good men Rahardian never dispute.

"There are still seven months, the baby is born" Ara said as the two were already in the car.

"Hem, may you always be healthy and safe until the day of birth" said Gala while wearing a seatbelt and then turn on her car engine parked in the front area of the hospital.

"Well, do you want a girl or a boy?"

"Both can also, let's go straight to girls and boys, how?" kekeh Gala by raising her eyebrows.

"But Ara wants all the boys' twins"

"Why?" the eyebrows that had gone up and down now turned to each other in chains on the forehead of the handsome rich man.

"Let Ara be the most beautiful. Later Ara surrounded by three Rahardian COGAN. Cool yes"

Gala laughed, he was so anxious about his wife's delusion. Ara who is still a teenager is certainly another mind with Gala, and he is the one who must often compensate. Gala does not demand Ara to be more mature precisely he who must plunge into the world of the owner of his heart so that the child remains comfortable in their young marriage.

"Alright, then I won't ask for twins. Though I also want to be the most handsome among you" Gala replied.

The journey from the hospital was very pleasant because it was interspersed with small talk between the married couple. Nothing escapes the talk of the two of them ranging from trivial things, unimportant debates to future plans that they arrange as beautiful as possible.

"What the hell are you buying here?" gala asked as her iron train pulled over in the modern market area.

"You're buying papaya fruit."

"Well, every papaya mainin mallem hangs up, isn't it the best?" gala Sahut.

Ara immediately squinted both of her eyes. The husband's words make him want to pout the lips to some parts.

"This one is not full, have a sister can also be in the street. Wanna?"

Both get off the car, into the modern market that already looks deserted because of the late afternoon. There are only a few visitors who are busy sorting and choosing the items they will buy.

His second step now towards the fruit buahan area because only papaya needed Ara, because as he remembered all food ingredients are still complete in the apartment refrigerator.

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"Thank you, bang" said Ara when the fruit you were looking for was wrapped and given to her.

"Together, brother"

Ara back in Gala's hand, of course, now the goal is the exit because there is nothing else to buy.

Getting into the car, Ara pulled Gala's hand until the man turned his head and did not turn on the engine of his vehicle.

"Ara wanted to batagor, but Males came in again"

"Oh, yeah. I bought it, you wait here"

Ara nodded then kissed her husband on the cheek. While waiting for Gala to return he played his phone until almost fifteen minutes The tall wide-breasted man came with a pack in his hand.

"Well, this is a lick! not batagor" said Ara.

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Same thing, the important thing is to use peanut butter!