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Sly woman.

"Singing... Cantor... Singing..," Jasmine kept shouting to cry out at Bryan to pick up a mic that was in the restaurant's pendopo. The restaurant has full facilities including free karaoke. Brilliant idea adorns Jasmine's head to prank her husband.

"I can't sing." Hardik Bryan with a face that he buckled tightly.

"It can, it can." Jasmine cheered, continuously clenching her hands into the air.

"Come on Bry, make me happy." Persuade Jasmine with the seduction of her best smile.

"I can't, don't equate me with your ex-husband." Sergeants again.

"Well, who likens you to Dika?" Jasmine pursed her lips. "I just want you to sing to me."

"I told you I can't sing!" Bryan raised his tone.

Jasmine linked her hands together in front of her chest. "I can't shoot, I can't sing either. Then what did you give me?

"Come sir, come on, you can." The four bodyguards who were not far away sat from the bench Jasmine and Bryan were cheering Bryan on while giving their thumbs up. Jasmine chuckled, and nodded her head to continue cheering Bryan.

Bryan's face was agitated, the housekeepers could only smile and throw clueless eyes at each other with a free spectacle in their tavern.

"OK, okay, just for today and once." Bryan walked up to the mic and turned on the active speaker. He gripped the mic with a pias face. Staring at the smiling Jasmine with sparkling eyes. Pointing both thumbs up to Bryan, "Could definitely." Jasmine walked towards Bryan and approached him.

"If you want to sing to the audience, you're betraying the audience like this." Jasmine shook her head, holding back a laugh. "Do you just want to sing to your shoes, hahaha." The laughter escaped from the mouth of Jasmine who saw the panic of Bryan's face that just looked down.

"But" Bryan denied.

"Singing I'm here to take care of you." Jasmine was still standing holding Bryan's hand.

"Ehmm, check check 1 2 3." Bryan took an impromptu intro.

"Maha." Jasmine chuckled at Bryan's voice, "You want to make an announcement?"

"Evil!"

"Cup, cup, cup. Sing, we the audience is waiting for you."

"Ehm, watch out." Bryan knitted his two eyebrows. His eyes were ready to pounce on Jasmine's body.

"I hope all this is not just hope

And this hope is not just a fantasy

Let 'em keep it until it's wrinkled and white in hair

So witness my love for her

'No kidding my heart

Whatever the obstacle 'I want to be with him

'I want him, 'not want anything else

He's the only one who's had a hard time and my arms

'I want him, despite the differences

'I want him to be happy with me"

Jasmine tightly gripped Bryan's hand, a smile that could not be separated from his face as long as Bryan sang. His eyes continued to shine, Bryan did not damage the tone intonation owned by Admesh Kamaleng and did not betray the audience. The bodyguard who was guarding Bryanpun kept smiling and brandishing his two thumbs. Many mobile phone highlights that record the intimacy of both of them.

"Not 'I force oh my God

But 'I love him ('I love him)

'I want him ('I want him)

Only he

God, 'I love him"

The last glance Bryan pulled Jasmine's hand and held her in his arms. Jasmine did not refuse she further tightened her embrace.

Immediate applause from the audience also enlivened Bryan's stage action at the free karaoke place to eat, Bryan's smile widened. Unceasingly peppered Jasmine's head.

"Not bad, is it?" Bryan asked as he took off his embrace on Jasmine.

"Good Bry, good I like it." Jasmine doesn't realize that the footage of her intimacy began to spread on online sharing sites.

"Thank you, I'm so happy today." Jasmine holding Bryan's hand walked out of the restaurant and was followed by the bodyguard behind her.

"So to the market?" Ask Bryan.

"So dong, what will you cook if you don't shop." Jasmine put on her mask and hat.

"Yesterday I cooked, you didn't eat at all so it was just wasted away." Jasmine melengos's.

"You don't serve me, so I don't want to eat." Sergey Bryan won't lose.

"So where did you eat, who did you serve?" Jasmine asked in a grumbling tone.

"Under, equally bald and his friends. It's not fun to eat alone." Bryan is still tight.

"I ate alone for two days, it was delicious."

Jasmine chuckled, "Just two."

"Only two, not yet satay and others." Bryan.

"Not a nursing mother, so it's only natural that I eat a lot." Hardik Jasmine with his ngeyel tone.

"Yes, I'll have a drink."

"Bry.., uh...,"

"He'emm." Bryan cleared his throat as he must have known the direction Jasmine spoke.

"How are Asmira and Prince doing, you're still telling people to look after them right?"

"Calm down, they're fine." Obviously Bryan reassured Jasmine, his wife's face now looks sad.

"Don't be sad, instead we've had fun. Wear this to shop later." Bryan offered an ATM card.

"If the market uses cash, no one uses a card like this." Jasmine returns Bryan's ATM card.

"He'em noisier, I'll get it there first." Bryan stopped his car at an ATM on the side of the road. "Shut up don't try to get out."

Jasmine nodded.

After a few minutes, Bryan returned and handed him a hundred thousand bills totaling five pieces.

"Too many Bry, do you want to wholesale his vegetable brother?"

"I don't understand how to shop in the market, so it's up to you." Obviously Bryan while driving his car towards the traditional market.

"Here you go, buy it yourself?"

"Well, what if I run away?"

"Will not, the bald man will follow you." Bryan.

"Wouldn't come with me?"

"There's work I have to check, come back when it's done and don't fuck around!" Bryan with a serious face.

"Good."

Jasmine stepped foot into the market, looking for a merchant's stall with a selection of young and fresh vegetables like Bryan.

Jasmine smiled as she found a stall with many choices and good quality.

He chose many vegetables and fruits, his face was long since he had set foot in a traditional market. The bodyguards behind Jasmine were unceasingly staring at the movements of their young master's wife.

Fearful if the woman writes a piece of paper and tells her whereabouts to her family.

"Bring this up." Pinta Jasmine on one of her bodyguards. One of them nodded and picked up the vegetables.

Sangar's appearance and carrying groceries made Jasmine want to laugh. "You're the vegetable carrier put that into the car first." Pinta Jasmine, "I still want to shop for chicken and fish at the back stall." Jasmine.

"Don't try to escape Madam."

*

While Bryan was in the car just fiddling with his smartphone, the rat road report and his illegal distribution went smoothly. Just one thought now, There are many websites that display the figure of her singing and hugging a woman. "Huft, that woman's really smart turns out." Bryan snorted in annoyance, it would be easy if the Jasmine family traced his whereabouts now. Bryan's face was furious and agitated.

Geck, tok, tok. One of the bodyguards knocked on Bryan's glass door. Bryan was shocked. He lowered his glass door. "What's wrong?" Ask.

"It's boss, vegetables." The bodyguard's hand lifted both sides and showed two plastic bags full of Jasmine's groceries.

"Then where's Jasmine?"

"Still to the fish and chicken stall." Answer the bodyguard while putting groceries in the trunk of the car.

"Fast follow them and quickly return, I have a lot to take care of after this."

"Good boss." The average bodyguard who was older than Bryan could only nod obediently, if not for work. The 37-year-old man must have chopped Bryan's body.

After 15 minutes, to the five people who were waiting for Bryan to come, Jasmine placed the luggage in the trunk. Bryan's face was grim, "Sy woman." Her speech.

Jasmine flinched, instead the man was glad he was back. Why is it called a cunning woman.

"meaning?" Jasmine looked at Bryan while wondering.

"You're forcing me to sing and see for yourself." Bryan throws his smartphone, "Open a video sharing page." Tell Bryan.

"You're so smart, Jasmine." Bryan turned one corner of his lips.

"I'm just asking you to sing, I didn't think so far. Why didn't you tell your guards not to film us?" Jasmine Clear. "I'm a cunning woman, here's the change." Jasmine puts the rest of the money down and ignores Bryan.

Silent.......,

There was no sound until we got to the front of the house. Jasmine did not care, happy for just a moment until the man said that she was a cunning woman.

Jasmine picked up the groceries, her face flat. No matter Bryan who wanted to help bring her.

Jasmine climbed the stairs in a hurry, reaching the top of the stairs Jasmine grew increasingly dizzy at the large number of items scattered. He moved his feet into the family room. Husein appeared helplessly holding a bottle of red wine that only one cup remained.