My husband's a Grumpy

84. Leaving Meta

“I could have destroyed you after this,” threatened Galak.

Ian smiled back. Not interested in this serious fashion. Unlike the Galak which is always Galak even though it is not being fierce.

“At least, you're not going to kill me here, are you?” Ian was joking.

“I could have had my men kill you after this,” Galak added.

Ian shook his head over and over again. “You can't kill me because you don't know what amulets are in my hands.”

Ian showed his hand. Then open.

Only emptiness lies before Galak.

No. gabe. It's not just emptiness. Except the invisible.

“What is the talisman?” ask Galak.

“Very great. Because he won't just untie me. He won't free me from his reach. So he won't just shut up when he finds out something has happened to me. Even if I am no longer in this world,” explains Ian.

“Wah. I have to test it then.” Erratically pull the corner of his left lip. Stunned.

“Please.” Ian undertakes.

Ian waved his hand at someone. Then left Galak. While Galak was still silent in place, watching his back that was getting away. While guessing what protectors surround Ian at this time. It can't be magic or witchcraft. I can't believe that. He only trusted money and hard work. Because only those two things are related.

Suddenly Galak patted his forehead. He remembered Meta. I don't know where that woman is now. And I don't know what expression is on his face right now? Could it be that the woman was jumping outside or waving at whoever the man she met was? Or just keep quiet by blasting his lips.

The scowling meta is better for Galak. For some reason, he was so reluctant to imagine the woman had to cuddle with another man.

Can't! The heat will never let it!

As Galak began to step in to look for his wife, his steps were immediately stopped by the voice of the host saying that the show had begun. It didn't really stop then. He doesn't care. He insisted on searching Meta. But once again, his foot stopped. Because Vera and Pama have come.

It can be against the whole world, but not with Vera!

They had to stay in that room. Trying to take his mind off his curiosity towards Meta. I don't know what the girl is doing. Erratic can't figure it out now. Because the inauguration of himself as the heir of the middle family was given.

The event went well. No hitches or reports of interference. It's good, but also surprising. Where are the bad things Vera was worried about?

After the event was over, Galak went home with Vera and Pama in the same car. He said there was something Vera gave him. A large diamond necklace in a large red square box.

“What is this?” tanya Galak astonished.

“I mean, why is Grandma giving it to me now? Why not just now? Let me put it on and show it to the people.”

It's very desirable that Vera hit his granddaughter's head now.

“This you base! Why didn't I take you for plastic surgery?” reply Vera.

Grumpy mangosteen while closing the box. “That's what I want to say too. But Grandma already said it first.”

As Galak continues to approve Vera's strange statements, there is nothing more that Vera can say. Of course he doesn't want it until it's true. He might be able to have his original offspring from Galak's womb, but he would lose his grandson.

“I gave it to you when your father was in a position like you used to be,” Vera said starting to tell stories. Then pulled out one Galak hand that was not holding the necklace. “Then I told him to give the necklace to his loved ones.

Your father smiled with satisfaction. He was planning to give this necklace to your mother. But, because of the disaster made by his mother Arga, he actually gave the necklace to the crafty woman.

So, I took it back. Because that cunning woman is not the woman your father loved.”

Erratically shake their heads. For a moment, he was amazed by his grandmother. Her grandmother was firm, pityless, and admirable.

“Grandmother is really cruel.” That's compliment.

“I am no more cruel than a greedy woman who could separate two humans who love each other.” While this is satire.

She put her jewelry box next to her. Then he clasped Vera's hand with both hands.

“It's just the past, Grandma. Can we forget about it now? After all, we live for the future.” Erratic trying to persuade Vera.

Vera let go of Galak's hand. His attention went back to the front. While his eyes became sharp.

“It would never. Because Arga kept that past up until now. His future life will not change. He is trying to seize your future.”

In fact, Galak never wanted this civil war. In fact, if Arga wanted the entire share of his fortune, he would have no problem. However, Vera would never allow it. And Arga never asked for it. This is where Galak felt his worry. He disagrees with Vera's wishes, but does not know Arga's wishes.

“Oh, Brother. What are you planning now?” it was very lyrical. Even just lip movements. He doesn't want Vera to hear it.

Arriving at home, Galak suddenly remembered something.

“Meta? Where is the woman?”

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