My husband's a Grumpy

20. Honeymoon 2

Hi, Sister 🤗🤗

Can I keep his thumbs up? 😥😥

Just an encouragement 😭😭 si Meta, right, the spirit is quite Galak, but if I am you guys 😭😭😭

Cuz ....

💃💃💃

Just now Meta raised his shirt. Not now it is. He dropped it back.

He ruffled his own hair. Now it's all wrong. He did not want his shirt worn by the female fox, but he could not make Meta open his shirt right now.

“Why are you wearing my shirt?” ask Greedy.

“Kan, Meta don't bring clothes,” replied Meta.

“Ya, you can buy, right?” syndical Galak.

“Yesterday, right, it's late. Meta, right, beautiful, famous; what if anyone kidnaps Meta? Not low, yes, Om, but Meta prices are still more expensive than Om Galak kidneys, you know,” replied Meta.

“Then wear your clothes yesterday,” excuse Galak.

“No, Om. Meta clothes that yesterday was dirty, already smelled of sweat, make hives again. Kan, free Meta has had a fresh bath, use fragrant soap, and and beautiful if the clothes are not cool,” Meta managed to answer again.

Ah, crap! It should have been unable to contain his anger yesterday. At least there is no need to throw two Meta suitcases out of the trunk. Now he's cornered in a dead end all alone.

It is difficult to breathe heavily. There was no choice, he had to sacrifice something before things got complicated.

Erratically walking towards his suitcase while still turning his face away from Meta. The suitcase was indeed closed, but when it opened it, it was as if the earth was after the war. I can't understand what happened. It was so eager that he threw someone into the ocean now. Fortunately, the ocean is far from here.

“Use this!” her word.

“No,” Decline Meta. He didn't pull those pants. “Celana Om Gorgeous. Not equal Meta.”

“Yes, just wear it, this first,” force Galak.

“But Meta is comfortable, really, use this,” for Meta. He pulled both sides from his shirt.

“I'm not comfortable!” firmly Galak.

“Why? Not that Om Galak likes, yes, the same hot? What Meta less hot?” ask Meta.

Galak himself does not know why his life became like this. He only remembered that Meta's rejection at the hotel was his last day with women. Somehow it all turned into trauma.

“Said to wear, yes, wear, coke! We have to shop this out!” exclaiming Galak.

Finally Meta pulled the pants.

“Shop where? Shopping what? Do we want a date? Or first night preparation?” meta Cecar.

Erratic not telling. He shook his head and went out of the room. He couldn't be with this crazy female fox for much longer.

After the door closed, Meta squinted his eyes. He was astonished at this strange behavior he knew?

“Why is it so hard? Not according to rumors, Om Galak is a female maniac aka a big class playboy? But he doesn't even want to touch Meta at all. What is wrong with Meta? Beautiful: yes, cute: yes, sweet: moreover, has another wife?”

Heh. Looks like Meta should try to improve himself even harder. He also had to think of a way to get a child from Galak. Otherwise, he would just be driven away with the sweetness that the old granny had spent.

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