
Galak ama Meta is back again....
Cuz ...
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The morning arrived. Meta woke up as early as possible, he had even tidied up his appearance. It was fresh because it was flooded with bathing water. Even water still dripped from her long blonde hair.
When Meta came out of the room door, he again passed Galak who also came out of his room. Meta immediately lowered. Recalling Galak's cry that was already like a gorilla escaping from a cage, he became daring.
Galak just threw a cold glint. Then he just left without saying hello.
Meta walked behind Galak without daring to raise his head even once. They both went to the dining room.
Even in the dining room, silence occupied the whole. Not a single voice dared to defeat this silence. Meta was lost in his mind.
Does Meta have to keep quiet like this?
Does Meta have to be scared all the time?
How can Meta give birth to a child?
Nope-no. Meta can't go on like this. The fight is not over.
“Say Ga—“
Too bad, when Meta raised his head, it's a shame that it's gone.
Ah, crap! Meta lost a step of his chance.
Meta turned his head, looking for Ms. Astri. “Bu Astri!” call him.
The middle-aged woman who had just stood away from the dining table also ran a little closer to Meta. “Iya, New,”.
“Honey Where to?” ask Meta.
“Bust go out, His,” replied Bu Astri.
Meta frowned. Where did Galak go in such a hurry to not finish his meal?
After finishing his own meal, Meta woke up. He's looking for Galak to get there. However, the workers even said that Galak came out by car.
It looks like Galak is going far. Meta uses this opportunity to investigate something.
Meta went to the living room. He pulled the phone from the house that was there. He also called someone.
“Halo, Pama.”
A pama?
Why did Meta call Pama?
“There's something I need to ask,” says Meta.
“What, Mistress?”
“What Dear Galak can not kiss?” ask Meta.
Instantly the sound of laughter exploded from Pama's place. Meta's question sounded like a joke to him.
“What does the Madam not know? Unfortunately Galaknya This lady has kissed more than a hundred women,” replied Pama.
Brak! Meta hung up the phone hard.
Whahuh?
Hundred women?
Are women's lips like food?
Today hodgepodge, tomorrow cendol, shabby cenil ….
Meta pursed his lips. His head was boiling hearing Pama's reply. If Galak can smell more than a hundred female lips, why can't kiss one Meta lip?
If Galak is not unable to kiss, does Galak have no interest in Meta?
That is impossible, right ….
It's bad, right, it's also men. Where are there men who are not interested in Meta? Moustache to let go of his wife.
So what's up, dong?
Ah, crap! Meta cannot be continuous like this. He must find the answer soon.
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