My husband's a Grumpy

My husband's a Grumpy
2. Kiss Halfway 2



After thickening the pink lipstick on her lips, the woman in front of the mirror took turns combing her blonde hair. Both corners of her lips were turned upwards. I admire the perfection that God gives.


Ah, no-no. God would be jealous if there were such a person. She was beautiful, attractive, and accomplished; but God created three holes in that perfection: a lack of shame, her older sister, and the crazy brain that ruled her head.


“You shouldn't be this pretty, Meta. Don't you see how many people are staring envy at you?” the woman muttered at the reflection of herself in the mirror.


Meta Felicia, a 22-year-old woman who managed to ride the high popularity in the world of Indonesian entertainment. Recently his good name was a little tainted because the actions of his sister who ran away just like that left a huge loss to his agency. Meta knows very well that the loss will be inflicted on him. However, Meta did not think much about it. Because his life priority is to be happy. If Meta is unhappy, Meta will not let his life be miserable. Meta is always happy. Because a miserable person cannot be happy. The point is, happiness is not miserable.


I heard the dresser door open. Meta. A man in a long blue shirt got in there. Meta stopped his combing movement. He wakes. “Gana,” said he mentioned the man's name.


“What's Gana here for? Though Meta wants to come out soon,” welcome Meta.


Gana did not answer. Suddenly he held onto Meta's jaw and lifted his kiss. Of course Meta is not a beginner to this. He kissed that kiss well. Suddenly Gana's hand moved downhill. Sluggishly get into Meta clothes. However, Meta was more serious about stopping it. The kiss was also released.


“How to do?” ask Meta. He took Gana's hand out of her clothes.


“Doing. After all there is no one here,” replied Gana.


Gana was about to touch Meta, but Meta stepped his foot away twice. Gana was flabbergasted by the rejection.


“No, Gana. We can't do that,” reject Meta.


“But why? We, right, are in love with each other?” Gana astonishment.


“If Meta is pregnant, how?”


“But Meta does not want to marry Gana before Gana can defeat Reza Rahardian,” reject Meta.


“I really can't help Reza Rahardian, but I've already played a movie with him,” bela Gana.


“Main whatan movie, people just be a grave ground,” timpal Meta.


“That's not just a graveyard, honey. I was a guest star there. The story of Reza kangen is the same. Unfortunately, his friend is dead. So I'm the one buried there,” bela Gana.


“What does Gana think is pride?” meta Syndic. Makes Gana shy.


“Kayak me, dong, could be Kak Reza's wife in the movie,” Meta added.


“So you want me to be Reza's wife also in the movie?” ask Gana.


“Not knowing!” exciting Meta. He started to step out of the room.


“Say clear, dong. Let me hunt persuaded mbak Bunga Citra Lestari to nolak next film,” forcibly Gana. However, Meta ignored. The woman has gone out of that place. Even the door closed again.


“Ah, shit! Though the woman looks easy, but why is it so difficult?” grumpy Gana while punching the air around him.


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