Gala Asmara [Mature From Small ]

Belongs to someone else

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"Enak, brother... Aja aja diem in giniin, right?"

Gala immediately turned her body and carried Ara ala bridal style towards the bed.

He placed the halal girl in the middle of his big bed.

"The feeling that I feel is certainly different from you. I'm sick and you're good, Ara baby!" firmly Gala who has now confined his wife's body.

Ara just smelled a smile, which Gala said would be true if the taste he felt was certainly much different. Ara was so happy that her two chewy meats were played, either by hand or by her husband's mouth. The overwhelming sensation seemed to radiate throughout his body from head to toe.

"Ara wants to be this way, right?" the one-handed Goda Gala had already mere a gentle maZ one of her favorite areas.

"Hem, Ara is not restless" she replied innocently with her eyes closed.

Gala bit her lower lip because for her Ara was so adorable. Ara's innocence and honesty in showing the expression of her heart made Gala seem to be a happy man in the universe.

Both kissed long and soft, Gala's hand is still in position while Ara re mas hair and sometimes gripped her husband's shoulder. They enjoy what they are doing.

"It's not time, honey" whispered Gala.

"Yes, Ara knows"

"Rest yes, I'll be down for a while" said Gala while kissing his wife's forehead.

The tall man also woke up from the top of Ara's body, he was neat first clothes, especially his pants before coming out of the room.

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Aishis...

Gala was silent for a moment when she saw the black-hijab girl standing by the side of her sister and Uminya. The woman looked down as her eyes met Gala's.

"Rest in the room, Umi. Ala doesn't want Ara's soy sauce. Instead of fainting, mending tell lay first for a while" replied Gala without looking back at Aurora's best friend.

"Good, don't let Ara why why" Khayangan reply again.

Gala just nodded her head with a smile and then said goodbye to her other brothers, the Ocean and the Clouds. The two men were chatting casually by the pool next to the house.

"Why?" ask Gala when she joins.

"For Cloud's interrogation, when's mating?'" chortle Sam.

"Well, when?" Gala also chimed in.

Silent clouds have smarter brains, his near-perfect life makes it difficult to find the ideal partner he thinks.

"You guys used to be happy, later I followed" replied the Clouds who breezed away and soon followed by Sam.

Now until Gala who stood by the pool, and he immediately turned his head when someone came to him.

"Congratulations. You've been happy many times and I'm still like this" Aish said at Gala's side.

"Find your own happiness. Do not be busy counting the happiness of others" Gala said in a cold tone.

"I can feel it enough. Your eyes can't lie not to say, I'm not happy"

"I'm very happy color. I am a husband and father-to-be. Is there anything happier than those two things? I don't think there is" Gala replied with a slight sneer at the woman Gala said strongly.

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Ehem. mbak Aish. Ma'am Aish must know, right, if as good as the woman did not seize the property of another woman?