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55. Behind a Kasman

Babang Galakbali ....

Cuz ....

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Meta mangosteen. He was very satisfied with Kasman's answer.

“Kasman genius, yes,” praise Meta.

“Iya, dong, Mistress.” Kasman rubbed his hair back.

“Ya, deh,” timpal Meta.

Now Meta's heart was relieved. He also took off a pair of shoes. Then push it towards Kasman. Let Kasman pick it up and leave before any other workers catch him.

Although only left alone, Meta did not immediately move. He remained still in place as he stared at Kasman's back, which grew longer and began to disappear.

Actually something started to disturb Meta's mind.

How can Kasman know so much about his relationship with the people around him?

… About Meta's plan to marry Galak ….

Kasman even knows Meta's heart.

Was Kasman a psychic, witch, or angel whom God sent down to help Meta steal Galak's heart?

-oOo

After reversing his body, finally the corner of the lips that had only been able to pendam Kasman, now ascending quite high. He smiled cynically. Unexpectedly, it was very easy to influence his Galactic Master's wife.

Somehow Meta can be in a very high position in the entertainment world, with that stupidity.

Kasman just shook his head. He felt funny and amazed.

After leaving Meta, Kasman finally stopped in a red luxury car. He put the shoes in the trunk. The shoes are not cheap shoes either. If sold, you may still be able to get a bike.

After driving for a long time, the car stopped in the middle of a field. He also came out of there. Apparently not just his red car that inhabits the field. There was another car there: a black car that was three times as expensive as his.

A man stood leaning against the black car. Both of his sturdy hands were folded in front of his chest. While both eyes protected the glasses from the hot sun during the day.

Kasman walked up to the man. He bowed his head respectfully.

“How are you, Sir,” greet Kasman.

“No need to beat around the bush. Just explain what you want to say,” said Arga, the man.

“I've been out of that house,” I'm Kasman.

Arga's forehead frowned. He was surprised to hear that. He took his back off the car. He stood in front of Kasman. His hand, which was decorated with the bracelet, moved to pull his glasses. He wanted to make the seriousness of Kasman clear.

“Did I ever tell you?” asked Arga with a raining look. He only asked, but his tone of voice seemed threatening.

Kasman did not dare to look at such a stern gaze. He also lowered his head. “No, Sir. But I got what I was looking for so you sent me to work there,” Kasman said trying to defend himself before Arga attacked him in a rage.

Arga exhaled her breath which almost filled her chest. He tried to stop his anger for a while. “What is it?” saith.

“Galak Dirga Anggara, has fallen in love with Meta Felicia.”

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I want a lot of morning updates. But there is a hanging scene. Kan, so more exciting 😁😁

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