My husband's a Grumpy

51. Caught Wet

Without thinking any further, Meta immediately moved from his position. He was chasing Galak. Because of the great distance, it gives a lot of time difference. Even so, Meta finally managed to stand in front of Galak, just as Galak was about to enter the door of his room.

“Honey Galak!” scream Meta.

Galak's hand touched the door knob. Now he's undo. He also turned around. Apparently Meta was already nearby with a bent position and ngos-ngosan. He was trying to improve his breathing.

“Honey Error ...,” call Meta again.

“Not the Former Candidate Dear Galak?” timpal Error correcting.

Finally Meta woke up. “Sama aja,” said, “Mantan Darak Darak, right, later if divorced. Now, right, it's still a pity Galactic Meta.”

Erratic smile cynically. I don't know what drama this is?

“What?” sahut Galak's.

“Soal earlier ... about the previous Meta can be explained ...”

“What's the problem?” Galak scrunched his forehead. Not understand.

“Soal Meta embraced by Kasman. Meta—“

“Thus it's my business?” suhut Galak cuts off Meta speech.

“Ha?”

“Even if you hug a pedicab guy out there, I don't care,” said Galak. Then he turned around again to open the door of his room. The conversation was over when Galak entered the room. Leaving Meta still flabbergasted in his residence.

Ah, crap!

What did you do, Meta?

Meta also went into his own room. After the door closed, he ruffled his own hair. He was very sorry for what he did himself.

“Why should Meta be afraid, anyway, if Darak Darak to jealousy?” meta muttered feeling frustrated. But he knew very well that Galak had no heart. There was no way that man would be jealous!

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“Basic Kasman bum!” meta grumbled while walking. All this shame is caused by the gardener not knowing the manners!

Eh? Meta has his shame, anyway ….

Meta go to page. He was waiting for Kasman. Kasman only works in the morning. Hence Meta to wake up early once—not like himself.

Meta has been waiting for a long time, but Kasman hasn't come yet either. Where did the fucking worker go? Is he off? Is he sick? Don't-don't ….

Kasman is dead again.

Oh, Metas …. You think or hope, right?

Suddenly Meta remembered Kasman's words yesterday. Before Meta finished thinking, he was startled by Galak who suddenly stood in front of him.

“Eh, Dear Error,” greet Meta first.

“Ngapain you here?” ask Galak ketus.

“Nungguin Kasman,” replied Error.

“Not wait for him!” exclaiming Galak.

“Eh, why?”

“Because he won't be here again.”

Meta scrunched his forehead. He had not been able to digest all of Galak's words well.

“Where Dear Galak can know?” ask Meta.

“You want to come with me, don't you?” Instead of answering, Galak instead shifted the topic of his conversation.

“Where to?” ask Meta.

“Morning road to the park,” Error replied.

Meta didn't hear wrong, did he?

This is Galak, who took it first.

Meta himself was bored in this house. He was sick of constantly fighting with Galak. It seemed, sighing another air would make him feel better. Meta also nodded. Then he started to follow Galak. Erratic didn't even bring his vehicle.

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