Sincerity Jelita's Heart

Chapter 56. Sings

The POV Haris

We arrived at a large and luxurious karaoke place in the city. To be honest I've never been in a place like that before so I'm a little afraid I'm going to embarrass Aunt Jelita.

"Again here mas, the place is comfortable and privacy. Aunt and Auntie's friends often karaoke here." Sure enough, the scope of friendship Aunt Jelita is very broad and must be high clash.

"Tan, um actually I've never been to a karaoke place before. I don't want to embarrass Auntie later" I said, scratching her nape. Next time I have to find out first about the places rich people go to.

Aunt Jelita laughed, did she laugh at me. Oh my goodness, I am so ashamed of myself.

"Mas Haris is very funny, Aunt is getting anxious at the mas. Why if you have never been mas, here there is no prohibition that has never come it can not enter. Everyone can come in here. Don't be ashamed, we just go in later someone directs us inside."

Ohh. I must be understanding. Understand, I am a home child who rarely comes out so do not know too much about places like that.

We entered hand in hand, Aunt Jelita was not at all ashamed to hold me everywhere. We looked very compatible, there was absolutely no age difference between us. Maybe because of Aunt Jelita who is very young or me whose face is wasteful.

"Good afternoon Miss Lita. Tumbens are not the same friends." The cashier at that place was very familiar with Aunt Jelita, it means Aunt Jelita has often come as she said earlier.

"No, I'm bored with them" replied Aunt Jelita with a sweet smile, fortunately the cashier was a beautiful man.

We are already in the room, which is about 2x3 square meters with a super large TV and a long sofa and table in front of it.

I, who had just entered the place, was quite amazed. The facilities are quite complete and comfortable and clean of course. I also saw the tv and a lot of microphones there, then what Aunt Jelita wanted to borrow a mic from me. I didn't even bring a mic.

A second later I rounded my eyes and looked down. What Aunt Jelita meant was a live mic. I immediately brushed when imagining Aunt Jelita singing in the sense of using my mic.

"Mas..here sit the mas," call Aunt Jelita.

I grinned at the horse and walked up to him and sat down next to Aunt Jelita. In a dimly lit room and just the two of you, really my brain can't stop thinking omes. Especially if juxtaposed with the scenery that makes thirst.

"Mas Haris want what message? Wanna eat?" ask Aunt Jelita who is looking at the menu book.

I turned my eyes to the menu book. There is a wide variety of heavy and light foods, as well as regular drinks to alcoholic beverages.

"I'm still full Tan, order a drink" I said.

"Drink what mas, tea, coffee, milk..."

glek. I looked directly at the source.

"Anything Tan," I replied.

"Ok, then just juice, same snack. Did Haris want to drink alcohol?"

"Mas Haris is great, rarely today there are those who can not be affected by unhealthy associations. Keep the mas."

I got a compliment from Aunt Jelita.

At first a guide taught us how to pick a song and start singing. Then the guide woman who was dressed very minimally came out after explaining, although the woman's clothes were minimal but still could not beat the elegant and classy Aunt Jelita.

"Let's sing.." take Aunt Jelita.

"My voice is ugly Tan, my aunt sings. I'll be a spectator here."

"No fun dong mas, the time of Aunt singing herself. Don't be shy, Aunt's voice isn't good either."

One song we chose, a song that was a bit about how we felt.

If you are my ribs

You're going back

On this body

I will grow old and die

In your arms

For all this breath

If you were born

Just for me

Take my heart and come back

I enjoy the miss that comes

Killed me

For all this breath

For all this breath

I was stunned to hear the sound of Aunt Jelita's voice. Her voice bewitched my feelings, making me fall in love with her.