My husband's a Grumpy
4. Candidate for Son-in-law 2
“What do you mean, Mistress?” tanya Pama did not understand.
“Nothing,” elak Vera.
“Please prepare a marriage proposal to the child,” Vera said.
“La-night wedding?” Pama surprised. “But for whom? What for young master?”
“Of course. Why am I having trouble making a proposal for you?” sahut Vera's.
“But the young master must have objected. Their age is far away. Young master is no longer young, Madam,” said Pama objected. Fortunately, he has worked so long with Vera that his sassness is always forgiven easily.
“If your young master is not young, why do you still call him old young?” vera Syndicate.
“Come, Mistress. It's a serious problem,” stressed Pama.
“Galak will comply with me. After all, this is the first request I've ever given you in my entire life. I always granted her request. As for age, it would corroborate their romance rumors. An eternal love story that does not look at age,” explained Vera.
Finally Pama was silent. Her big madam was indeed not an indiscriminate person. He was always careful in every step. Pama asked not because he doubted, but he wanted to understand. Too many plot twists in that old brain.
-oOo
“The number you are going to cannot be contacted. Try a few more moments.”
A tit!
Meta was upset for the umpteenth time. There have been hundreds of calls and thousands of messages he has sent to Alma. However, his damn brother still did not give any news. Suddenly just left without saying goodbye, without telling Meta the core of the problem he was facing.
After giving up contact with Alma, Meta put his phone back into the sling bag. After filming the last scene a few days ago, Meta felt freer now. He's on vacation. That's why he wants to spend time walking.
Just stepping out the door of the building, a black luxury car stopped in front of him. He is a top artist. However, he knew very well that rarely such a luxurious car filled the yard there. He became interested.
A strong man came out the front door. He walked around to open the door in the back seat. An old woman was seen from there. The woman's hair was indeed bleached, but Meta could still see the ray of charisma surrounding the old woman.
“With Miss Meta Felicia?” greet the man. He was still standing beside the door.
“Iya. With Meta itself. What's up, huh?” ask Meta astonishment.
“There's a Big Mistress who wants to talk about. Can you come with us for a minute?” pinta the man.
Meta recognized the old woman. He is the chairman of ARC Group. He was the tallest person to oversee the agency he joined.
What's the matter? Why would someone so good want to see Meta?
-oOo
Meta sat on a chair, in a closed dining house, with both hands clasped in front of his chest. His eyeballs were twinkling. He could not stop admiring her happiness until he could meet the great grandmother in front of him.
“Why do you see me like that?” ask Vera. He felt strange in the way Meta looked.
“What does Madam know? Meta a big fan Mrs,” replied Meta.
