My husband's a Grumpy

15. Caught Wet 2

Pama almost laughed. Finally he only held it with the palm of his hand that closed his lips. “That's Mister, Madam. Every time there is a woman near him, he will not let her pass by,” said Pama.

Vera scrunched her forehead. Really it? Both clothes are still attached. It was clear what was happening between them was just that.

“Good. I hope this will be a good thing for my granddaughter. At least he'll stop wandering around at night, right?” Vera. Hope he gets a satisfactory answer from Pama.

Pama smiled without saying anything. Unless Meta is a hero, Galak will never change.

Suddenly, I sat up aghast. I don't know when he woke up. But Vera and Pama did not make any sound, except a soft whisper.

“You're up?” greet Vera.

“Ne-granny!” fierce Exclaim with a frowning face. “Why can Grandma be here?”

“What's really why? I, right, only visited my grandson's room,” said Vera.

“But I, right, it's big, Nek.” Error glancing at Meta who is still asleep. I don't know what he's made of. If this house gets burned, maybe he's the first to be grilled.

“And he ..” Erratically point Meta “... I, am already married, Nek,” Galak whining.

“What if you're old and married? You are still a child to me. Or is there something I can't figure out?”

Ah, crap! His grandmother Galak always managed to make Galak cornered to the point of losing his words.

“No-no. Grandma can do whatever Grandma wants.” Error can only pass.

“Then, get out. Let's go have lunch. There's something I have to say,” Vera said.

Erratically scratching his head that does not itch. Lunched? Why so fast? Not even breakfast yet.

“Oh, yes. Wake up my son-in-law too,” Vera added. Then he stepped away without forgetting the faithful Pama standing behind him.

It is difficult to breathe heavily. Now he even had to wake this turtle? How-to?

Brak!

“Aaah ...,” Meta instantly screams in pain. The goddamn freak woke him up by pushing his body to the point of falling out of bed.

Meta rubbed his agonized body, while glancing cynically at the vanished back swallowed by the turn.

This whole thing really sucks. Om Galak really lives up to his name.

After the pain subsided, Meta woke up. He fixed his disheveled hair first. Then come out without changing her clothes.

“Hai, Mistress, uh, Meta intent: Grandma-in-Law,” greet Meta. Then he sat down on the chair next to Galak.

“Hai, Pama,” Meta switch greets Pama who is sitting on the seat between Vera and Galak. Then Meta turned towards Galak. “Hai, Darling.” Meta blinked one eye flirtatiously.

“What do you do?” ask Galak in an intimidating tone.

Meta simply acknowledges it with a clueless expression. What is wrong with Meta?

“Meta just sit down to eat with family,” replied Meta.

“At least change your clothes?’ Erratic glance at short sleep gown Meta.

“Indeed what's wrong with Meta clothes?” meta Sahut.

“Didn't you see Grandma here? Replace your dress with a polite outfit!” Galak's Word.

“Grandmother, right, her family Meta. Nothing wrong, dong,” Meta pretext.

“Then Mr Pama?”

Meta glanced towards Pama who only smiled faintly as his name was called.

“Pak Pama, right, his family Grandma-in-Law. Her family's Grandmother Meta. Automatic Pak Pama is also his family Meta, dong,” explained Meta.

“Since when did Pak Pama become his family Grandma?” fierce Protest.

“Since the seeds of love are felt in their hearts ...” Meta is drama.