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76. Kasman Truth 2

Meta walks sluggishly out of the villa area through the back door. The day has afternoon. A little more evening dominates the earth.

Meta is sure that the photo that Error dropped earlier contains a picture of Kasman. Since Galak did not give any answer, Meta became curious. So he deliberately contacted Kasman and asked her to meet somewhere.

Not in fancy restaurants, hiding secrets behind hotel rooms, or acting like a stranger at the airport. They only met on the side of the highway as if two friends were about to go together. After all, instead of creating a bad plan, why would anyone look?

Meta's mouth opened, as if his tongue would not lose to the eyes. A blue luxury car was parked on the side of the road. Then a man came out of there. Her steps were like a model, especially as her sunglasses decreased, as if a tinge of light surrounded her face. Looks like Rizky Nazar really went to Meta.

“Rizky Nazar ...,” the word just came out of Meta's mouth.

“Kasman, Mistress,” says Kasman corrected—or Ian?

“The handsome kayak Kasman's name is Kasman,” Meta insinuations do not believe.

“Heh.” Ian laughed softly. Meta likes to be honest.

“Ian,” chirps Ian.

“Ha?”

“And my name, Mistress,” said Ian.

Now Meta's tongue feels comfortable when calling the handsome-faced man in front of him.

“What did Madam call me here?” ask Ian.

“What will Kasman be a gardener again?”

“Ha?” Ian jerks. Does his current appearance still look like a destitute person?

Obviously people who don't know him will definitely think an idol is passing by.

“Soalah Darak yesterday read your biodata like it. Would you like to apply for a job there?” ask Meta.

Meta's not that stupid, is he? Where are gardeners who bother looking for jobs using biodata or all diplomas?

“Read my biod? But make what?” Ian was astonished.

“So Madam wants to see me just to ask that?” ask Ian.

Meta nodded his head.

Ian laughed softly. This weird meta is always acting weird. It is just bad to fall in love. Any man will not get bored as long as Meta is by his side. Because Meta always creates new things.

“But Kasman, uh, means Ian .. must be rich. Why do you work as a gardener? I was handsome-looking even so a porters,” asked Meta.

“Nyonya never seen FTV-FTV?”

Meta shook his head. Actually he had played in several FTVs as a supporting actor, but he never saw the results. He was too busy to have any time other than to move from one set to another.

“Actually I'm in disguise, Mistress,” I'm Ian.

Meta scrunched his forehead. What kind of disguise is this?

“From that time I was always betrayed by women, Madam. They got my car, but they enjoyed it with other men. I'm tired, Madam. That's why I'm looking for a true love that will accept me for who I am, by pretending to be poor,” Ian said instead.

Meta exhaled his breath. He was moved by Ian's sad story. Will the story become a best seller if it is modeled?

Meta's legs are moving forward. He tried to channel the spirit by giving a pat on the back of Ian who fell in his arms.

“Now smile. You have found your true love,” said Meta.

Ian's back is pulling. Brow wrinkled. “Who does Madam mean?” tanyakanya.

“Bu Astri,” Reply Meta.

Both of Ian's eyes narrowed. Ah, the auntie who doesn't remember that age. Honestly, remembering that person made Ian's body shudder.

In this world Ian was only afraid of three things: the anger of Arga, decided Saras, and the attached grandmother.

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