My husband's a Grumpy

72. Meta Winnings 2

Very late up 😭😭 even though it has been a nyicil two days effort. Moga aja you want to understand and not bosen-bosen read this crazy story 🤗🤗

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“Sayang Galaaak,” call Meta with spoiled tone.

Just one step from the door of Meta's room, when he turned his head, Meta was already beside him by hugging his arm.

Erratically shaking his head. This scene reminds him of a horror movie.

“Meta wants anu,” says Meta.

Galak's forehead pulled out his wrinkles. “What?” saith.

“It was, anu,” reset Meta.

Faintly hearing giggling sounds. He also looked. Instantly some of the servants who had witnessed him had turned around and rushed away.

Erratically reverse his view. Apparently Meta still hasn't changed his clothes.

Ah, crap! Those waiters don't think weird, do they?

Error immediately pulled Meta into his room.

“Anu what?” tanya Galak after releasing Meta's hand.

“Anu it you know .. who's two-duaing dinner. On a table and a chair face-to-face. Same candle too,” clear Meta.

“Dinner?” guess Random.

Meta nodded his head. Ah, crap! One word could be forgotten.

“Males,” reject Error.

“Aaah ...,” whine Meta while hugging Galak's arm back.

“Ya yes already yes already,” timpal Galak finally agreed. He does not care what happens later, the important thing is now that he can escape from this Meta demon.

Meta finally released Galak's arm. Then he jumped once, “Hore! Dinner Equal Dear Galak!” Then he rushed out of this room before being expelled.

Meta time is long. However, there is no long time in choosing clothes and dressing up for women.

Erratically exhaled after Meta's departure. Then shut the door of his room. He circulates to all parts of the room. Usually this room is so neat, but this morning as if it had been overwritten by a tsunami. Blankets hung all the way to the floor, some clothes were even lying underneath.

Ah, crap! What kind of sight is this? Even the pink bra was still displayed gracefully.

It was not usual for Galak's face to redden at this embarrassing sight.

It was wrong to put the clothes in his pile in the closet. That's better. Who would dare to open the closet?

Now safe ….

-oOo

After wearing denim trousers and short striped shirt with matching colors, Galak came out of his room. He knocked on the door of another room directly facing his room.

Just as a knock rang out, the door was already open. A Meta came out with a dazzling appearance.

Meta's really a girl, right?

Usually women will sign here and there to travel.

Meta's foot stands on a yellow shoe for the entire plate in this house. Yellow monkey clothes add harmony. Then her blonde hair unraveled, framing her face which was now filled with thick makeup.

It's the one who looks so simple. However, even he was amazed to see the appearance of Meta is so excessive. Finally Galak just shook his head. If it's not strange, it's not Meta.

“So where do we want dinner now? Luxury restaurant, five-star hotel, or Darling Galak already preparing his own special dinner?” ask Meta enthusiastically.

“Not allaa-nya,” timpal Galak.

“Set where, dong? Don't tell in the neighbor's house,” Meta warned.

“We don't have neighbors, Meta,” obviously Galak.

“Continue where, dong?” ask Meta getting curious.

“Later you will also know,” timpal Galak.

Silent meta. But he wanted to know.

“So come, don't you? If not, let me go there myself,” threatened Galak.

Meta instantly raised a smile on his face. He hugged Galak's arm. “Iya, huh. As long as there is a Misfortune, Meta likes, kok,” timpal Meta agrees.

“Please!” exclaiming Galak coldly while glancing at Meta's hand that encircled his arm.

“No,” Decline Meta. He even scratched his tongue. Then start to step so that the steps Galak interested.

Although Galak continued to put on a cold face as if he did not want to be touched, without Meta knowing, Galak took the time to carve a smile on his face.

In the past, Galak would have thrown Meta's hand away from him. However, for some reason now Galak even wants time to move slower than usual.

Unfortunately that's the time ….

No matter how late time goes, even if it takes a thousand years to rotate once clockwise, the time passed will only become a memory in the past. There is no such thing as slow because the time that passes will only be stored in memory or forgotten.

-oOo