My husband's a Grumpy

86. Divorce Charges

In fact, Meta had gone by taxi. But now, he was sitting in a cold car, where Ian had been driving beside him.

“Thank you yes, Ian,” said Meta dilute the residence.

Ian nodded. “But why are you alone on the side of the road? Where to go?”

“Don't mention the name Darling Galak!”

Hearing the name, Meta immediately poked his lips. He turned his head to the side by folding both of his hands in front of his chest.

“Not you yourself who called Dear Galak earlier?”

Meta also looked. “Meta call Dear Galak make a nod to Ian if Ian can not call Dear Galak.”

“It was twice.”

“Ish, Ian. Meta call Darak Darak Darak Darak Galak up to twice, to make it clear that do not mention Darak Darak as Darak Darling. Tell me a jerk.”

“Met. You are kayak gini.”

“Bodo.”

“But you have the same problem that jerk guy?”

In his heart he cheered because he managed to call Galak a jerk man safely and sentosa.

“Let's go, Ian. You are afraid to explode because of the story Meta. Not good if Meta is Meta Guling. Kan, not spiced.”

“Only *****roll? Anyway, your body's thin, Met. Not match. Fits so the skewer.”

Ian drove his car to a bar. Looks like a glass of whiskey could calm Meta down for the night. But the truth is not so. Because when he arrived at the bar, Meta continued to feel less until the bartender memorized the same Meta order.

“Is she okay?” The bartender hesitated when Meta was already stoned with his head on the table.

Ian looked. He was also not sure if Meta was still okay until now.

“One more!” Meta raised his index.

Ah, crap! Ian was worried about this woman.

“Met. Uda, yeah. Let's just go home. I'll take you to your house.”

“Honey Galak nyebelin! Human base is fierce!”

After swearing Galak all out, Meta no longer spoke. He's completely unconscious. He was not aware of what he was doing, where he was, and what happened next. You know, he woke up on a foreign bed.

Meta was trying to wake his head. It really hurts. Beside him, he found a tray of food placed on a nightstand. There was a letter there.

“Blown your dizziness.”

Just that writing. Without being written of who and for whom.

Meta himself can't remember anything about last night. Because when he tried to remember, his head even more hurt. Meta also tried to ignore it.

Meta ate all those snacks. After that, he took a shower. Then he came home. Previously, he had been trying to find whoever was here. But he only found emptiness.

Meta doesn't remember what happened last night. That was why, he walked to his house so calmly. He began to feel discomfort as the workers at Vera's house noticed him with a strange look. They did not even give him a greeting. Meta was worried. He rushed into the house and looked everywhere.

While in the room, Meta only found a void. He was just shocked by the arrival of Galak behind him.

“Sa-Honey Galak—”

“We have to get divorced.”

“A-A-What?”

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