My husband's a Grumpy

48. Third World War 2

Meta instantly turned around. He left the room and went into his own room. He did not even want to glance at the shelves that still filled his room. Meta rushed to search his entire room. Maybe there is money tucked away, at least one or two million. Damn, who would slip that much money?

Of course there isn't. Meta could find nothing but disappointment.

Actually Meta found a piece of red money in his pocket, a few days ago. Unfortunately, the money has disappeared. Meta used the money to create a duplicate key of Galak's room. So he did not mind throwing away the key just like that.

No, Meta. This is just the beginning. You can't just give up!

Meta wake. He rushed to find someone he knew. That guy, he finally found it in the courtyard. As usual, Kasman was busy beautifying the plants there.

“Casmaan,” shouted Meta.

Kasman who was busy cutting leaves turned his head. Seeing his mistress approaching, he immediately stopped his work.

“Iya. What's up, His?” sahut Kasman's.

Meta. He was busy biting his own lips. He was not sure what he was going to do. However, how else, Meta does not have much choice.

“Borrow money.” Meta thrust out his palm, asking, by turning his face away. He was embarrassed by his own attitude asking for loans from subordinates.

“But I don't have any money, His,” timpal Kasman feel bad.

Finally Meta faces Kasman. His facial expression became stifled. “I didn't ask for much, really. At least one or two million!” yells.

Meta Basic. He asked even to force.

Now Kasman replace scratching his head that does not itch. “Don't have a million or two million, a hundred thousand don't have, Nya,” said Kasman.

“Then it's fifty thousand, deh.” This is the last offer.

Kasman was grimacing. Then he took out a red note from his pocket. “But I only have this, His.” Kasman showed the money to Meta.

“Ten thousand?”

Is that money not extinct?

Most micin doang.

“Ah, no need, deh!” reject Meta. He immediately turned around. Then go out of nowhere.

Shortly after Meta's departure, Kasman let out a laugh from his mouth.

“What are you kawain?” speak another voice suddenly.

Hearing that familiar voice, Kasman immediately stopped his laughter. He looked up and immediately looked down. Showing his respect.

A man walked over casually and both hands went into his pocket. Even with a casual appearance, he still looks cool. It is Galak.

“Sorry, Sir,” said Kasman regretfully.

“He's crazy. But she remains your mistress,” rebuked Galak.

“Iya, Sir. I'm sorry.” Kasman nodded repeatedly.

I don't think too much about that. He took out a brown envelope from his pocket. Then thrust it towards Kasman. “That's your salary and bonus,” he said.

After Kasman received the money, Galak began to step on his feet. He told Kasman not to laugh at Meta. However, Galak himself even pulled both corners of his lips.

I hope this isn't over soon. In fact, this is an interesting show for Galak, even though he only watches Meta from a distance.

“I told you, right, it won't be easy to deal with me. Because when I want something, I will prevent others from getting it, including the victory of the war between us.” Galak murmured.

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Hayo ....

Support who, huh?

Meta or Balabang Candidate Former Darling Galak?