Romance at 17 Years Old

ADU17 CHAPTER 59 - I'm Home

"I'm coming home" Gala said softly as she stood right in front of Giselle.

Their eyes met like a straight line. Diving into each other's hearts through that gaze, there was such great love and they were both aware of it.

"I'm sorry, I kept you waiting a long time" Gala said.

but Giselle was still unmoved, she stared fixedly at the face of the gala scanning one by one those beautiful sculptures. Both Gala's eyes, her nose, lips and jaw were looking increasingly firm.

5 Years of not meeting and Gala getting higher. Is this really Gala? giselle's tongue felt faint to speak, to just make sure if this was true, to just ask if this was her, but Giselle's mouth suddenly mute, she was still sure if this was just a dream.

Until finally there are tears streaming down her own face, making Giselle realize if this is real.

Suddenly his chest felt tight, as if now all the yearning, anger, love and all the feelings he had been craving to get out, then venting everything to Gala.

"I hate you" said Giselle softly among the tears that came out arbitrarily.

Giselle wiped away the tears and then came back out, continuing like that until her hands could not stand still.

Gala was riveted, just knowing how much she tortured Giselle with longing.

"I'm sorry ..."

"I'm sorry ..."

"I'm sorry ..."

Gala continued to say the two words, then pulled Giselle's body into her arms. Gala hugged tightly, so tightly that Giselle's crying voice was held in her chest.

While Giselle's two hands continued to hit Gala's back, the long-lasting blow became a gentle caress and hugged her tightly.

"I hate you" said Giselle and Gala just nodded.

"I love you so much Sell, so."

"I hate you! really, really hate you!"

Giselle cried for a long time and during that time Gala continued to hold her tightly.

Giselle's face was puffy, wet with tears.

"Who are you?" giselle asked, with the remnants of the voice she had.

"I'm your future husband, let's get married" replied Gala, one hand moving to wipe away the woman's tears and Giselle did not reject it.

"Is this a dream?"

"No, it's real, I'm right in front of you, I'm coming home and I'm not going away anymore."

"Lied!"

"Promise."

"You promised too much."

"But I kept it all."

Giselle fell silent, looking among those who were reunited and locked up.

"It's not a dream, is it?" giselle asked once more, with her voice sounding even smoother than before. Really Giselle did not want to come back disappointed for the umpteenth time, because she had repeatedly dreamed of Gala meeting her like this.

"Don't you, this isn't a dream."

Gala takes Gisel's right hand and takes him to touch his face. Gala moved her face so that Giselle would caress her.

As Giselle's tears flowed back, this all felt so real, making her even more afraid to wake up.

"You still think this is a dream?" gala and Giselle asked a small nod.

Both of Giselle's eyes immediately puffed up when she saw Gala eroding the distance between them, Giselle wanted to retreat but Gala held her body, then held back her nape and dropped a deep kiss on the ringed lips.

Giselle's eyes were still swerving, feeling the kiss like the one she used to be, her first kiss.

Until Giselle finally closed her eyes, returned Gala's kiss and crept the strong suit that this man wore.