Gala Asmara [Mature From Small ]

Gala Asmara [Mature From Small ]
The moon and the sun



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"Don't you please don't be Young Master Gala!" mother firmly on Ara whom she gripped her shoulder.


Titin who entered the hotel room witnessed his daughter was being hugged and wanted to be kissed by the employer's son. If only Titin came one second late can be sure if the lips ranum Asmara no longer perAWAn. And at the same time, a mother's heart must be broken and disappointed.


"Why? sister Gala is good, Mom"


"Remember, Ra. Gala who and who are you!"


Ara looked down, as good as her life so far she was still a mother's child, not a child of Rahardian descent. The abundance of affection and treasure that Ara can indeed often make him forget where he came from. One tear eventually fell.


"Sir Gala said she loved Ara, Mom" said Ara innocently.


"He only loves you as his sister. How could such a handsome and rich man be serious to you, Ara. Throw away those distant thoughts. Gala and you are different, although she really likes you not necessarily also Mr and Madam want to accept you. You can't be a selfless child, it's been taken care of since the baby and now you take the child, you don't like it!" cetus Titin's.


The limp Ara finally sat on the edge of the bed, mother never spoke to him this hard, let alone forbid him to do what he wanted. Mother's tone is very different because it seems cold.


Only some time ago he felt as a princess, but this second he seemed forced to realize his position was only uplifting ashes.


"Yes, Mom. Ara understands. We are not worthy of them" said Ara, a new feeling that grows in fact he must withstand even have to be thrown out before daring to reply.


"Ra, think Gala is enough as your sister huh. Self-conscious is much better. Do not put too high expectations on humans because we do not know who our soul mate is." message Mother who is now sitting next to her daughter. Mother rubbed Ara's back which was now crying a little hard.


He really understands the feelings of the only child of his puppet. But before it's too late, Titin will act first.


"But can Ara keep this feeling, ma'am? Ara promise, Ara won't tell Gala. Enough Ara same mother who knows" she pleaded.


"For what? get rid of that feeling 'cause it's all just like a time bomb, Ra"


Ara no longer answered, she was really confused because their desires were very far away.


Even to save himself he was not allowed by his mother.


"Here, don't think too much. Just walk as usual like a brother and sister but you have to remember your limits, understand Ara?"


"Yes, Mom"


Ara looked at the back of the mother who was now walking outside the hotel room, she wiped her tears and then got up from sitting. Now Ara was standing in front of the Mirror so large and clearly depicting herself as if increasingly asserting that she and Gala were like the MOON and the SUN


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From today on, you are the figure of the man I will not call mine in front of so many people.