Gala Asmara [Mature From Small ]

Hemispheres.

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"Eggs?" ask teacher Ara with a blushing face while rubbing her nape.

"Hem, maybe a magic egg. Huft, the rich man!" cetus Ara's.

The mother teacher who suddenly felt the heart spot could only smile knots. He distracts her by adding something else to her student. Because that's not part of it to better explain what Ara asked just now.

Three hours passed, now when he ended the lesson, while the second lesson will be done when he finished lunch later. Gala deliberately did that so that the wife is not too tired because Ara now has another responsibility to him at night.

"I'm sorry, I hope you get well soon" said the teacher while rubbing Ara's head.

"Aamiin, Mum. Thank you so much for today" Ara replied with a smile. Ara's naturally beautiful face made anyone gobsmacked as she reviewed the smile.

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In the afternoon, Gala rushed home when the time was three because she would take care of Ara's bath and the others, his new bride will be used Gala as best as possible because they are self-conscious if they cannot do more intimate things.

"Good afternoon, sir. The big lady is waiting for you in the upstairs living room" said one of the services at the newly arrived Gala.

"Hem, okay. Thank you" replied Gala who then passed to meet Uminya at the place where the servant said.

"Tumben, what's wrong?" he muttered slowly while climbing the stairs because Gala knew if it was not important Umi and Abinya would talk about all the problems at the dinner table.

"Assalamu'alaikum Umi" said Gala who immediately kissed the back of her best woman's hand.

"Greetings waalaikum, brother. Just home? sorry Umi asked you to come here. There's something Umi wants to talk about, can you?"

"Sure, just say it" Gala replied with a difficult feeling to decipher.

"You're no longer a son, you're married so Umi hopes not to get too close to Jessy, appreciate your wife's feelings, sister" khayangan said directly at the core of the problem he wanted to talk about with the son.

"Understand me, brother. Hope you're not tempted"

"Surely Umi, Umi just calm down. Gala knew what Gala had to do. Umi just trust me"

"Umi hold your word, son" the blue-hijab woman replied to her son.

"Right now Gala could only ask her to keep her distance, but Gala had no right to tell her to stop loving Gala. It's her heart problem, Umi"

Khayangan only nodded in understanding, he smiled as he rubbed the cheek of the son whose height was now far from him.

"Alright, hopefully Ara never had a problem about this yes" said Khayangan, he also asked Gala to return to his room to meet Ara.

Lek's check..

Gala opened the door with a little soft, a smile engraved on the corner of her lips when she saw the owner of the heart was sitting on the sofa watching TV

"Where is today?" ask Gala who has been sitting on Ara's side.

"Well, what about Gala? seneng dong can deket si Kuyang" ledek Ara without turning his head.

"Decree what? today I'm busy, where can deket deket. Except for you" the god who had put his lips in the niche of Ara's neck.

"Rare you sure you're deket? mutazir loh cewe se sexy it is not in deketin" he cetus his song with a grin grin.

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I am not the type of guy who for the sake of cleavage forgets the same soulmate.