
Babang Galak came to continue the story that was cut yesterday ....
New can update now 🤧 because from yesterday nge-down mulu.
But still got spirit!
Cuz ....
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“Sayang Galak why?” ask Meta. Out of curiosity, he immediately opened the document.
Meta's forehead frowned. The foreigner writing is there.
“Marriage contract?”
Why did Meta see that writing again?
“Sign it,” Alright.
Meta turned his head to Galak while throwing a puzzled look. In his heart he began to feel uneasy. “But, right, Meta already signed the same letter from grandma,” said Meta objection.
“I'll talk to grandma. Just sign it because this marriage is only on that document,” is obviously Galak.
“But, Dear Galak, right, haven't spoken to grandma yet!” firmly Meta.
“Do you think my grandmother will not grant my request: her only beloved granddaughter?” timpal Meta's.
Meta acknowledges that. Marrying Galak, too, Vera still considered Galak's happiness. That's why the contract is only for a year.
Meta breathed a heavy breath. Now he focused his attention on the document.
Just three months and guarantee a Meta career that won't be ruined?
Why is this deal so far removed from what Vera made?
Meta. He had a wondering expression.
“After one month, I will gain my power completely. Then you will be the main model in my company. You just calm down. Your career will not be destroyed, it will soar,” Galak said as if answering questions in the heart of Meta.
“Not that means Meta,” elak Meta.
“What else?” Now Galak's forehead is shrinking. Then it widened again like a person who felt relieved. “Oh .. an apartment, villa and private jet?” It's not even a guess.
“It was a guarantee of this marriage. We're really married. So, our divorce will go well,” said Galak.
“Really?” Meta is not sure.
“If Honey is not the same Meta is really married and divorced, then why can't we act like husband and wife? What is the status of our husband and wife not really also?” ask Meta. He lifted the document and showed one of the provisions there.
“Because in the end, we will get divorced,” replied Galak.
“But, right, we are still in the marriage period?” meta Sahut.
“Contract marriage?” Galak chuckled slowly. This relationship is ridiculous. It is not a comic or a soap opera.
“What can be proud of that?” syndical Galak.
“Therefore you insult me?” recuse Meta.
Awake error. He put both his hands in his pocket.
“I never did that. Didn't I appreciate you so much? Even ex-husband anywhere, will not be willing to give that much to his ex-wife,” said Glalak so haughtily. Then he started to put his feet.
Meta can't accept all of this. Appreciate the word Galak? Appreciate what? The man only appreciates divorce. So what about this wedding?
What kind of marriage is this anyway?
No engagement, no first night, not even the second room of the bride and groom separate each ….
This is a real insult in the name of marriage.
Meta woke up with his face.
“But I am not your ex, but your wife!” scream Meta.
Ignoring that scream. He continued his steps.
Meta rushed after Galak to forget his feet were still sore. Finally, he fell down in one step, Bruk!
Instead of kissing Galak, Meta instead kissed the floor of his room.
“Aduuuh,” Meta stub.
Finally the steps stopped at the door. He breathed a heavy breath. What else did that woman do?
I also look up. Apparently Meta was still lying on the floor without moving.
Tuh, kan ….
Already knew his leg was injured, even act by chasing Galak.