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The benches of Nissa and Ben had been prepared, a large bench like the king's lavish throne and the seat was bounded by a thick maroon-colored cloth on his right and left.
"Please Mr and Madam" said the maid in French.
Ben took Nissa and led his wife to sit in the chair.
"Where are the other VVIP audiences?" Ask Nissa.
"Just next to us, if you open the cloth on your right, you can see someone else there"
"really?" Nissa was curious and was about to touch the cloth but Ben immediately took Nissa's hand.
"Of course if you want them to be embarrassed, please open it"
Ben's words are confusing, but Nissa still doesn't understand exactly where the problem lies if she wants to open the cloth. Just watching an opera like this, in a place like this, doesn't feel real to her.
The barrier on the balcony was quite low, so despite sitting they could see from under all the performances. The floodlights began to turn on and all the lights in the corner of the room began to turn off.
"The show will start" Nissa involuntarily clasped Ben's hand for being too happy.
Sangkin is pleased that Nissa's finger is grasping Ben unaware that he is waking up a sleeping lion. The lion had been staring at her woman with a burning heat ever since. He has kept his restraint ever since he saw Nissa put lipstick on his favorite lips. Her lady lips, Nissa's lips.
"Waah Marley Edenbert is so beautiful, her voice is too" Nissa kept on rambling how beautiful the woman's voice was.
Did ya? For me your voice that laughs happily is more beautiful to hear.
the next song began to play and Marley entered in a beautiful dress than before.
(Marley As Christine)
πΆ
Think of me, though,
Think of me wonderfully when we've said goodbye,
Remember me once in a while
Please promise me you'll try.
πΆ
When you find, though,
That once again you long to take your heart back and be free
If you ever find a moment,
Spare a thought for me
We never said our love was evergreen
Or as unchanging as the sea
If you can still remember
Stop and think of me
πΆ
Think of all the things we shared and seen
Don't think about the way things might have been
Think of me, though,
Think of me waking, silent and resigned.
Imagine me, imagine me,
Trying too hard to put you from my mind.
Recall those days
Of the things we'd never do
There will never be a day
I won't think of you
πΆ
(Samuel Conbert As Raoul)
Can it be?
Can it be Christine?
Brava!
Long ago, it seemed so long ago
How young and innocent we were
She may not remember me, but I remember
π΅
(Marley AsChristine)
Flowers fade, the fruits of summer fade
They have their season, so do we
But please promise me that sometimes,
You will think of me!
πΆπΆπΆ
Marley's shrill singing voice made a wonderful cover for the show. Although the show is not over yet, all of them have been bewitched as if they have felt all the storyline that exists.
"Did you hear, baby? Is it really good, is it the sound? Adel also really wants to be a singer, I also want Adel to sing like Marley"
"Yes, it would be great if Adel could learn to sing"
"Darling how is this? I really like Marley, I don't know if I like Marley or Christine, but I really like this show"
Ben just enjoys his wife's babbling. Ben sometimes hears the conversations of his employees or the conversations of his married friends. They mostly say that their wives who used to not talk much when dating became very chatty after marriage. Even his wife's nagging and babbling was like the deafening sound of a trumpet.
Ben often hears that and begins to see his wife. Nissa used to rarely talk to her before they got married let alone the beginning of their relationship when Ben brought her to Paris. But it was natural because Nissa did not know herself. And now after marriage Nissa starts to talk a lot and chatter on her as well as her babble and nagging. All of her Nissa was aiming at her because Nissa was affectionate on her.
I wonder why men hate their wives' nagging and babbling, when if all their Nagging is for our good and because it's dear to us why do they hate it? They should be more grateful that their wives still love him with all their heart.
Nissa is often upset if Ben chooses - choose food. But Ben likes to be scolded by Nissa because Nissa loves him. Even now when Nissa babbles likes Marley.
Whether it's Marley or Marliy I don't care, I just like you Nissa.
The sound of music was quieter and the show was still running but from the left side of Ben's seat was a loud sound and a little splashy. It could be ascertained that it came from the audience on the bench next door.
"As if they do it excessively" said Ben suddenly.
The speech was heard by Nissa and Nissa turned her head in surprise.
"Absolutely not excessive, Ben, I see this show is already very perfect, what is excessive? The stage? The costume? or the Figurant Player?"
Nissa did not understand the meaning of the words Ben and Ben just smiled sweetly at the words of Nissa. Ben's smile that makes both eyes sink it indicates Ben does not want to comment further.
From the balcony one by one the audience seats began to lower their curtains so that their seats were closed.
"Darling, is the show over?" Ask Nissa astonished.
Nissa started glancing around and saw all the spectators above as well as those on the second floor.
"Of course the show's not over yet, let's continue again yes"
"But it's weird how they'd watch Marley if their curtains were closed"
Ben could not bear to see Nissa who still did not understand. Finally Ben came closer to Nissa and kissed her deeply.
"They're not here to watch but to do this, do you understand? That's what the curtain is for"
"A.a...what?" Nissa's face began to turn red.
"Crazy?! Why should I kiss in public? Especially in a place like this? and why close the curtain if you just want to kiss?"
Convinced my wife that it wasn't just a kiss behind the curtain - the curtain was closed.
- in a row
"If your wife is angry and chatty to you, be grateful that her heart is still yours"