My husband's a Grumpy

28. Meta Plan 2

“Ta-but, Nyonya—“

Astri could not express his objection because Meta directly cut it, “If the money problem, the shopping money is still there, right? If you are less, you can owe first. You see Meta don't bring money here.”

Meta pushed Astri slowly so that the middle-aged woman's body turned around. Astri hesitated, finally he kept stepping with his trembling body.

Should Astri just run away?

Then what about the story of Kepentok Cinta His Gardener?

Astri turned his head, throwing a gaze at the gardener. “Man!” his yell.

The gardener looked over. But, he did not answer.

“Follow me, yuk!” bring Astri.

“Where?” the gardener finally replied.

“Buy cayenne pepper sack in the market,” explained Astri.

Astri suddenly felt his shoulder being touched by someone. Astri also looked. He was immediately shocked so that his steps were away and the hand was released.

“Eh, New ..” Seeing Meta in front of him made it feel like he was in a horror fim.

Meta smiled sweetly. His face was completely suited to filling the heaven realm.

“Mother go alone, yes,” Meta orders.

“E-eh, yes, New.” Astri looked down and left. He no longer dared to protest. Now he must think of a way to avoid the strange desire Meta.

Meta turned to the gardener earlier. He walked closer to the man. When looked at carefully, the man was not only young, but extremely handsome. Just like Rizky Nazar. It's just that it's less. It was only fitting that Astri's eyes continued to sparkle. Mumpung no prey, directly pressed.

“Thank you, His,” greet the man with a bow. Then get up and straighten his back again.

No need to tell a story, Meta already knows the story. This man was actually fed up with Astri. If it wasn't for the difficulty of finding a job, he wouldn't be strong here.

“Neither papa. But Ms. Astri is good, you know,” Goda Meta.

“But I want just the same kid.”

--uh?

“Whose name are you?” ask Meta.

“Kasman. His,” replied the man who called himself Kasman.

Handsome but, kok—

“Why not rename Rizky Nazar?” ask Meta.

“Let's count plagiarism, Mom. Have you been face chopasan, cooking is still added? Poor parents who work hard to make children the same make a name. I want to cook his name that way. Need permission, His. This is a copyright violation,” explained Kasman.

“Kan, arguably inspiration or similarity of ideas,” Meta suggestions.

“Ide is wide, His. If you know there is the same, yes, in the area, it is. Not stuck at it-it's aja,” timpal Kasman.

Meta just grimaced. What the hell is this chat? From name asking to copyright infringement.

“Oh, yes, Kasman can help Meta, not?” ask Meta.

“Help what, His?” sahut Kasman's.

“Cariin second main room key,” clear Meta.

“But I don't know anything about the contents of this house, His. My job is just outside the house,” Kasman.

“Meta just tell Kasman to ask for doang, kok,” for Meta.

“But there was Miss Astri, right? Why didn't I ask and was told to go?”

“Yes, Kasman can ask for another one. Workers here, right, not just Miss Astri.”

“ Him ...,” call Kasman.

“Hee?” Meta raised his head.

“Can I say something?” ask Kasman.

“What?” meta Sahut.

“The story is not clear,” comments Kasman.