PELLET THE MIDWIFE

Chapter 36. The Disappearance of Yasmin's Plan

Almost half an hour Puspa sat alone. His back was starting to feel stiff. It felt like going for a moment to get rid of fatigue, but he did not know the place. Just sit and look around.

Some of the performers have already finished showing their stage acts. Rio purposely provides an escort band to anyone who wants to sing at his party. They really enjoyed the party only Puspa who felt uncomfortable being there.

Puspa glanced at Satya, but the man was still unmoved in his seat. "Opo to zinc they talk about how to feel at home?" Puspa turned to look at Yasmin and her friend. The two women replied with unfriendly looks. Fadli did not appear to be among them, did the man not come?

Puspa stared lazily at Yasmin as the woman stood up and walked towards the stage.

"Arep opo kuntilanak's?" gerutu Puspa while massaging next to his calf that feels starting to cramp. The shoes he was wearing were uncomfortable on his feet, but how else he had no chance to protest.

"Okay guys .. Tonight we have a special guest. She is a very talented singer in her native place. We welcome you, Puspa ... Maharani ...!"

Puspa widened his eyes as Yasmin so loudly mentioned her name on the stage. What else did that cunning woman plan?

"Damn it! Nyari perkoro wong wedok!" Puspa grumbled while hiding his face behind a vase of flowers on the table. I hope no one recognizes it.

All the people present did not understand and did not know who Puspa maharani was. They just kept quiet and stared at Yasmin.

Unlike Satya, the man stood up from his seat and intended to approach Puspa, but Pamela prevented him.

"Where are you going, Sat?" asked the woman in her soft voice, making Satya helpless. The man in the black suit sat back in his chair.

"Puspa! Whoo!" Yasmin began to provoke so that the people present also called out the name Puspa.

"Well, if that's what you want, no ladeni!" puspa said as he got up from his seat and walked over to Yasmin.

"What do you want? Do you want to know the same thing about me?" Puspa spoke softly beside Yasmin. However, Yasmin only smiled wryly without answering a word.

"Alright, Mas. Love dangdut song yes, because he is a dangdut song" Yasmin said to the music accompanist while smiling mocking Puspa.

Puspa's eyes could not be seen from the maroon-red dress woman who walked away from him.

jreng!

The music began to sound, but the puspa suddenly approached the keyboardist and whispered something in the man's ear.

"OK on sip!" The man also gave the code with his thumb a sign he understood.

Puspa has not shown his actions on stage for a long time. Of course he was nervous now. Moreover, this time he was among the people with high rank and social status making him a little insecure. However, Puspa did not want to be laughed at by Yasmin. The woman should be taught a lesson so as not to continue to demean her.

Puspa was seen taking a deep breath before starting to sing. The girl grabbed the mineral water and drank it to minimize the nervousness inside.

Not only was Puspa nervous, but Satya felt the same way, more precisely the man was worried. Do not let Puspa make a fuss at his theme party this time.

Satya remembered how the girl shuddered and swayed uncontrollably in front of the television in her home.

Satya did not dare to look towards Puspa, the man preferred to play the phone in his hand.

"Who's the girl? She was so beautiful," Pamela's words immediately made Satya stare in disbelief at the woman before her. Why is Pamela a woman so admiring Puspa. Is Puspa really that pretty?

"Let's Puspa show your skills ...!" Yasmin shouted from her seat making Puspa feel uneasy.

"huuuu ...!" The woman deliberately wanted to humiliate Puspa up ahead. Without him noticing Fadli was already standing right behind him.

"What the fuck is this Yas? Why is Puspa here?" asked Fadli while continuing to look towards Puspa.

"Dear, when did you come? Sit here! We're watching your ex-boyfriend linger" Yasmin said without the slightest bit of guilt.

"Alright, then I'll go first huh," Gisel who knew his position was not fit to move to another table left Yasmin alone with Fadli.

"Ehem!" Puspa began to test the microphone in his grasp.

"Thank you, because I was allowed to fill the event in this beautiful party. Congratulations to the success of Mas Rio, hopefully in the future more successful,"

"You shouldn't be doing this yasmin!" fadli firmly while staring nanar towards Yasmin.

"Why? The village girl should know where she is! You don't accept it?"

Fadli. He was unwilling to continue arguing with Yasmin, because it would be endless.

"Who is Bro? I've never seen him before" said a friend of Rio's.

"He's my friend Bro. How pretty?" Rio proudly called Puspa his friend. Unlike Satya who does not seem to know Puspa.

Music began to play.

Hearing the intro of the song made Yasmin stare in wonder. What about band players? Why didn't they hear his words to play dangdut music?

...Until now it has not occurred to me ......

...I've given a taste to people like you ......

All eyes were stunned when Puspa began to sing the song Shit belongs to Mahalini. Even Satya immediately turned her sitting position to look at the girl in front there.

"What did the band do?" Yasmin began to run amok, especially when she heard Puspa present the song so melodiously.

Yasmin looked at each other with Gisel and expressed their frustration.

The song of Puspa succeeded in bewitching everyone to dissolve in each verse of the chaotic song.

A song that fits perfectly with the love story of the person who is singing it.

Fadli couldn't even look away at the girl across the street.

'Are you that injured, Puspa?' his inner.

...Satisfied you cheated me ......

...How about me .. already love you ......

Puspa continued to linger occasionally he stared at Fadli who was sitting by Yasmin's side. Spilling all his feelings on the Sing. Obviously every song's lyrics were for Fadli.

All the invited guests stood up and sang with Puspa. They dissolve with the passion of Puspa in performing the song.

Some women even shed tears, either because it is so sedentary or the song represents their feelings and love story. For sure they felt what Puspa felt at that time.

prok!

Prok!

prok!

A standing ovation greeted the end of Puspa singing.

"Thank you" said Puspa slightly bowed and smiled shyly.

During this time he quite mastered many genres of songs, but dangdut is still the one he loves the most. And it was clearly unknown to Yasmin. The woman is now holding back anger over her failure.

Puspa sauntered towards the table where he came from. However, without him expecting Fadli to approach and forcefully withdraw his hand. The man took Puspa out of the hotel.

Satya, who saw him, got up from his seat.