My husband's a Grumpy

26. Separate Bed 2

Meta recalls how Galak slept on his first night. He chose to sleep on the sofa. He also went to the living room. But he found no one there.

A maid was about to go out. Meta stopped it, “Wait, Bu.”

The middle-aged woman looked over. “Iya, New,”. He also approached Meta.

“Om Error to where?” ask Meta.

“Not Mr Galak Madam's husband?” sahut the maid.

Ah, yes. Meta just remembered that he had changed his nickname yesterday.

“Honey Where to?” Meta repeated the question.

The maid scrunched her forehead. Actually, that name sounds strange in the ear. He could only shake his head slowly, without Meta's knowledge. The new bride is strange.

… Either weird or alay.

“I haven't seen the Master leave the room from earlier Madam. What in the room does not exist?” sahut the maid.

“If Meta knows Meta will not ask,” murmured Meta.

Meta smile. Hiding his cynical murmur. “Yesterday Darling Error not sleeping in room,” replied Meta.

“Why, His? You guys had a fight, huh?” The souls of the servant boy rose.

Meta did not answer. He even raised his smile.

The maid immediately lowered her head. “Sorry, New. I'm presumptuous,” he said sorry.

“About where it is, you know?” ask Meta again.

The maid was silent for a moment. Thinking and remembering. He went around and cleaned the house this early. However, he did not remember seeing footprints emerge from the main room, but ….

The maid raised her gaze. “Maybe it's in the second main room, His,”.

“Second main room?” Meta scrunched his forehead. That word sounds unusual.

“Master Arga who is it?” ask Meta.

Now replace the maid who frowned. How could Meta not know about the Galak family? Aren't they married?

“Master Arga's half-sister Mr. Galak, His. His son the Great Lord's wife. If Mr. Galak, right, his mistress' son L—eh ...” The maid closed her mouth. He's down again. Sorry to talk so bad.

Meta just grimaced. He did not know the ins and outs of the Galak family. In other words, her marriage is like a lightning wedding. Suddenly got an offer and agreed.

“Then, where is the second main room?” ask Meta to give up.

“Just in front of the master room, His.” The maid pointed back, though the room she was referring to would not be visible to her index finger.

“Thank you, yes,” Meta.

“This is my job, His.” The maid nodded.

Meta started to step his foot. As he passed the maid, he stopped. Suddenly I thought of something. He also looked. “Oh, yes ...”

The maid looked over. “What's up, His?” greeted him.

“Whose Mother's name?” ask Meta.

“Astri, New. I've been working here since Mr. Galak was a child, ” replied the maid who called herself Astri.

Meta smiled friendly. “Hopefully we can relate well, yes,” he said.

“What, His?” Astri didn't hear wrong, did he?

“There will be many things that we can talk about later,” added Meta without answering Astri's question.

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