My husband's a Grumpy

40. The Original Meta 2

Act weird?

Of course, the behavior looks strange to Meta. On the night of their first meeting, Meta was drunk. With ease the woman humbled Galak— kiss unconsciously, then forgot. While Galak was very strong with the drink, he was perfectly conscious at that moment. Being aware and able to remember what happened.

Meta will indeed suffer after this marriage is over. However, he was not the only one who suffered. I can't even kiss any women anymore. When he draws his lips closer to someone else's lips, it's always that sentence that rings. Galak suffered a lot because of that. He is a man whose desires are easily attracted to women. However, he could no longer pull any woman onto his bed. He must endure his volatile desires for eternity. If Meta can't make a career anymore, then Galak can't marry again. How could he get married and not give a kiss?

His wife would only make fun of him ….

After ruffling his hair so anxious, Galak lay his body on the bed. Staring at the ceiling of the room with my eyes.

“What are you doing, Error?” he mumbled to ask himself.

Galak was ringing in Meta speech, now he was even ringing by the pink lips Meta. A little more, he managed to feel the lips. Now, his suffering will increase ….

Not just trauma, but desire ….

Don't let Meta know ….

… Even any woman.

-oOo

Meta blinked his eyelids. Although it was still blurry, he could see someone nearby. Meta continued to blink his petals until his vision became clear.

“Sa-dear Galak?” finally Meta is speaking. He was astonished to find Galak already in his room, even sitting on his bed.

Meta's not dreaming, is he?

Meta closed his eyes again. Then open it a second time. However, the scenery he saw remained unchanged.

Meta almost closed his eyes again. He paused because his hand felt touched by another hand.

Meta thickened his eyeballs. So this isn't a dream? But why is Galak here so early? Isn't this room a hell abyss filled with mad apes for Galak?

Well, even if there's only one ….

Meta tried to get up by leaning his back against the back of the bed.

“Aaah,” screams Meta with grimacing face. Finally he remembered the pain in his leg.

“What's wrong here?” ask Meta after getting comfortable position.

“Accuse you to eat,” replied Erratically.

Meta didn't hear wrong, did he?

Usually also Meta. That too, Meta still had to tear apart Galak's bed.

“A-Is there something?” ask Meta. He became worried.

“We'll talk later. Yuk, wake up first,” take Galak.

Meta touched his own hair. Without reflecting, too, he knew very well that his appearance was not fine.

“But Meta is still disheveled,” said Meta objected.

“Neither papa. You, right, are beautiful. So no problem,” said Galak trying to calm down.

“Meta knows that Darak Galak said that it was just to nenangin Meta. But Meta can't seem like it. Meta can not if Darling Galak always see Meta so ugly like gini. Moreover, other workers ... if Meta is maintained, how?” Meta panic itself.

It is hard to breathe heavy. She is not a woman. However, he knew very well how uncomfortable he was when he was in front of people with an unkempt appearance.