My husband's a Grumpy

54. After the Kiss it 2

Meta walks sluggishly out of the house using the back gate. In front of that door, already standing leaned against a man whom he had not met in recent days. Who else if not Kasman?

This villa is, right, a men's crisis.

Ah, crap! Kasman's departure makes Meta's eye flavoring disappear. Now the variety of men in this villa is reduced. Hopefully, Meta does not feel bland because he continues to see Galak only.

Kasman wearing a dark blue t-shirt woke up. He walked closer to Meta. “How are you, Mistress?” greet Kasman with a smile.

Meta scrunched his forehead. “Kasman really fired?” ask Meta. He was astonished to see Kasman's unusual behavior. Is it natural for someone to smile like that because they lost their job?

Kasman nodded his head. “Ka, yesterday I said, Yes,” answered.

“Basak just because Kasman hugged Meta, Darling Galak to mecat Kasman? That's, right, excessive,” said Meta felt disbelief.

“If Madam does not believe, ask yourself to Mr.,” timpal Kasman.

“Sayang Error not want to answer the question Meta,” said Meta.

“Iya, lah, Madam. Where there are jealous people who want to say,” said Kasman.

“How do you know if Darak is really jealous?” Meta is getting interested.

“If Madam wants to be sure more details, try Lady test only Mr. Test with heavier temptations,” explains Kasman.

Meta takes time to think about that. He could not even read all of Kasman's words.

“But ... Kasman so fired because of helpin Meta,” said Meta felt guilty.

Kasman rubbed his hair back. Show how handsome he is and how he is.

“Quiet, Mistress. I am, right, a generous and noble-hearted person. So Madam do not feel bad,” timpal Kasman.

“Don't overdo it Mistress. If Madam wants to reply me, I don't ask for much, really. Enough shoes that Madam wears it aja.” Kasman glanced at the golden-colored shoes Meta was wearing.

Meta lowered his gaze. Instantly his eyeballs were rounded.

“This is not much, but buy it takes a lot of money!” matahari was offended.

Kasman laughed softly. “Come, Mistress. It's just shoes,” woo Kasman.

Meta eyeball diameter is widening.

Just shoes?

Sure enough, Kasman. Even if it's just shoes, it costs the same as a house. After all the workers in the villa should know how Meta struggles to get these shoes.

“Again, because of me, Madam so know how the real Master feels. I only got those shoes for my girlfriend, but Nyonya—tinggal pepet dikit—can get everything. Madam just needs to get her heart, sir to buy a myriad of kayak gini shoes again,” explained Kasman.

“Hem ...” Meta is thinking. Kasman's words are true, but ….

“Meta, right, hasn't managed to pepet Darling Galak. Meta keep wearing what shoes, dong, run out of this?” ask Meta. Actually, he still objected.

“Yes, ask the same sir, please. Mistress, right, his wife,” replied Kasman.

“If you are not loved, how?” ask Meta again.

“Mrs know, don't they? The price of a dozen dishes in this house is like my two-month salary. Madam just ask for sack with Ms. Astri, keep sackin all the dishes here, take it to the market, on sale, rich, deh,” replied Kasman.

Is life that easy?