My husband's a Grumpy

74. Dinner Ala Darling Galak 2

After the woman left, Galak pushed an extra portion towards Meta. “Let you get fatter,” he said.

“Kok, to Meta?” pekik Meta's.

“Raba aja your body. I've been like a dry tengiri bone,” Galak said.

Meta lowered his gaze. He looked carefully at his body. He was not sure if his body was that small. Since marriage, he has eaten meat. Meta also looked. However, he instead saw Galak who ate meatballs with greed, not elegant as usual. Meta astonishment. Since when did Galak have souls?

Galak was just focusing on his meatballs. Realizing to be noticed earlier, Galak also turned his head. He was astonished to see the two bowls of meatballs beside Meta untouched in the slightest.

“What's up?” ask Galak.

“Darguably Dearest ever been poor, huh?” Meta asked back.

“Ha?”

“Iya. Poor as his family Meta used to be. There's a shortage here and there. Meatballs a bowl should be divided by four people,” explained Meta.

“Never,” timpal Galak. He refocused his attention on his meatballs.

Meta completely forgot the meatballs. He put his chin on the hand resting on the table. “But Darak Galak kok memori anyway, how to eat meatballs?” tanyakanya.

“From childhood, when my family vacationed here, we only ate food sold on the roadside,” said Galak.

“But why? Why do rich people eat ginian?” ask Meta is getting interested.

Erratically looked. He was a little offended to hear the Meta. “Ginian what? It's also food,” the ideal.

“But, right, Dear Galak not a destitute person,” Meta pretext.

“A destitute person or a rich person is equally human. It makes no difference,” is obviously Galak.

Meta mangosteen. What Galak said is true. The difference is prestige.

“Meta hear Dear Galak is a person who rarely vacation. Working hard is good, but something excessive is not good,” Meta timpal.

“I do not want to vacation, but I already have my own entertainment,” excuse Galak.

Meta scrunched his forehead. “What is it?” tanyakanya.

“Female,” replied Error.

Meta grunts. “Replace couples is not a good entertainment, Mr. Darling Galak. Do not get used to it even after we divorce,” said Meta warned.

“Women are my best entertainment. Because I'm more worried that my focus on the company will be disrupted when my attention is drawn to other passions. I was more afraid when I had to have ideals like everyone else,” Galak explained.

“Ya. If so Meta is ready to be his woman Darling Galak who will melt tired and tired of Dear Galak,” Meta said sincerely as if someone sacrificed his life.

“Not done. Instead of comforting me, you even make my head more dizzy,” reject Galak.

“That's important, isn't it, it's not broken. You see the shadow Meta has tied the mind of Darling Galak as best as possible,” the pretext of Meta.

It's just shaking its head. Then continue his eating activities.

Error aware Meta still hasn't stopped paying attention to it. The spoon stopped in the middle of the road. I am not looking at Meta. “Dining. I'm so sleepy, here.”

Meta. He let go of his hands and turned his busyness to the two portions of food.

Being able to eat as much is the biggest fortune for Meta. If his manager always forbade him from eating this and that, Galak instead offered him two servings.

Ah ... the more dear, deh, the same Good Honey Meta!

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