Gala Asmara [Mature From Small ]

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"Assalamu'alaikum kak Gala" greetings from a beautiful woman dressed in a milk brown robe with a long veil covering her chest.

Aisyah, Aurora's best friend in the boarding school and the son of Earth's friend and fellow donor of the place. She is beautiful, very beautiful with dimples on her right if she smiles but Aish rarely shows it because she often submits her eyes.

"Waalaikum salam warahmatullahi wabarakatuh" replied Gala and Ara together.

"When's it coming?" gala asked without taking off her hand, she actually pulled Ara's hand onto the sofa right in front of Aish now standing up while greeting.

"So with Umi and Abi" he replied politely and kindly.

"Ola's not coming home?" now he asked his parents questions.

"Lusa adek go home, do not be in ajakin quarrel continue yes, brother" Khayangan message.

"Hem, no promise."

Ara who began to misbehave just silently heard, she did not dare to hug Umi who was now sitting right next to Aish, now he feels like the son of a conglomerate when there are other women who are almost on par with Rahardian.

I'm the only kid who could be a Persian cat here.

"Ara said goodbye to the room yes, Abi, Umi, mbak Aish" he said while getting up from sitting.

"Yes, Honey. Later we will have dinner together mbak Aish too" replied Khayangan.

"Yes, Umi." Ara who wanted to step on the pull again by Gala, the man woke up and now stood behind Ara.

"Bareng, brother also wants to go to the room" he said with fixed eyes staring at Ara.

"Gala, sit!" the Earth's strictest word to the firstborn.

Gala who turned her head was still unmoved by her position, while Ara hurriedly left carrying many questions in her heart.

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"It's sultry, Bi"

"What's mean? abi said Umi can not be too kepo the same people's business"

"Yes just a stale dong, La. You guys last saw her six months ago, right?" timpal Khayangan stroking Aish's back.

Aish who was still lowered no longer spoke, the beautiful girl was busy covering up her awkwardness and embarrassment, she said, if only Aish looked up his face, of course Gala could see as bright as what the two cheeks of an only child of a wood businessman in the flower city.

"Six months spit, Ala sometimes like to send a chat to Aish"

"really?" ask Bumi and Khayangan together.

"Yes, if Ola is any more difficult to connect, Ala must be chatting or calling Aish, right?"

"Yes, Abi, Umi." replied Aish.

"But we want you to communicate more than that if you can go one step further, for example committed"

Gala who understands but still pretends to deny, at least she still thinks that her mind is wrong.

"What does Abi mean?" gala asked with a great thumping feeling waiting for an answer.

"Married Aish, she's a good wife to you, sister" Bumi said with a very serious tone, Gala immediately turned to Uminya but the woman who gave birth to her even nodded her head.

"It doesn't like your jokes!"

Gala woke up again from sitting, now her steps are no longer towards the stairs to the room but instead to her car that has entered the garage. With a sense of unease now he drove his iron train to the main house..

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Appa's gonna help Ala, right??