WHO ARE YOU

4 Groups Gathering

"Today, I'm so happy to get a big job. Eee...There were 4 middle groups gathered in the living room and 3 more people were added. I don't know who these 3 people are". Camelia said, with a singing voice.

At the JJ Abrams residence, there is an important guest. There's Markus, Ardan, Morgan and other business associates. They kept silent without saying anything, when J. J. Abrams gave the code and let his wife talk.

"There's Marquis, I'd love to fry his expensive fish. There's also Morgan, who's been retired for a month but added on. Hmmmm...There is a leak unyu-unyu his wife quite a lot, but want to add more". Camelia, tugging at Ardan's cheeks without any guilt

The owner of the cheek was silent, only resigned that Camelia did. Dare not to do anything, because he was being stared at sharply by J. J. Abrams.

If not the wife of Mr. J. Abrams, then you are Miss Camelia.Batin Ardan, just can grumble in the heart.

Similarly, Markus and Morgan were silent when Camelia ruffled their hair.

the other 3 were silent, watching J. J. Abrams' wife's actions with all their might holding back their laughter.

 "One more is my beloved husband, so adorable". Camelia said, dancing and curling her hands around J. J. Abrams' neck from behind.

"My husband today your wife is very happy, has done the task I dreamed of for a long time. You will get surprising news, of course, the news is very splashy. I'm going to clean up, please have a discussion about work. Dududuudu...!". Camelia, saunter away leaving the living room with a happy heart.

"Mr J. J. Abrams, it looks like your wife is doing something strange". Ardan said, whispering a little.

"Unknown to you, he was doing something unnatural. But is there anything to do with us?". Morgan asked, scratching his head.

"Vika....Oh....Vika...!". Shouted Camelia, the others immediately looked back.

Hearing her name called, Vika was moved to him.

"Miss Camelia, what's the matter?". Vika asked, smiling sweetly.

"Today, I'm so happy. Prepare BBQ ingredients in the backyard, I prepare the flavor to let it bite". Camelia orders, blinks her eyes. To celebrate this day, I set fires. Hmmmm... Long time no hold BBQ, my stomach has been rumbling impatiently enjoy it.

"Well, we'll prepare everything. I haven't burned in a long time, I must have sorted out, miss". Vika, follow eagerly prepare BBQ in the backyard.

"Darling, I don't let you hold a knife or anything. Leave it to them to do it, I don't want you to do anything". Shouted J. J. Abrams, from a distance.

"Husssttt...Don't scaly my dear, finish your work". Camelia, put her finger to her lips.

"Again, he was so noisy and sang while dancing indistinctly". Whisper Mark, knead his temple.

"Hello,my dear brother". Camelia, call one of Ardan's wives leaning against the wall. His voice was still heard by J. J. Abrams and the others.

"God! Why'd he call my wife?". Ardan muttered, shaking slowly.

"Haha.... Looks like, Miss Camelia can't do it without your wives". Morgan's chuckle, poking Ardan's waist.

"Son brother, I invite you to burn in my husband's house. Yes, don't forget to invite the others. Actually, the honey brother's husband is here. Yes, yes, they are discussing about work. Thank you, I will wait for your arrival. The bay". Camelia, hang up the call from Vienna to his wife Ardan.

"Darling, can you please not wear sexy, tight clothes. Look, Morgan's eyes are almost out of sight". J. J. Abrams, kicking Morgan's leg didn't stop staring at his wife.

"Damn it, so possessive". Morgan grumbled, feeling his legs hurt.

"If he doesn't stop looking at me, stay out of his eyes". Camelia said, waltzing away and into the room.

Gluey!

Morgan, grim looking at J. J. Abrams' sharp gaze. "Kanda boss, sorry".

"Hmmm... Looks like Miss Camelia, has done something. Not long after, we'll get some bad news". Said Ardan, holding his chin.

"True, my hunch says it". Markus, looking up at J. J. Abrams.

"Hmmm...Let's see what happens in the future". J. J. Abrams, breathing deeply and leaning against the sofa. Asking the others to continue about the work, occasionally glancing sideways in fear of his wife appearing with her charms spread.

A few minutes later, Camelia had finished her bath and was shocked to see her husband sitting on the edge of the bed.

"Why look at me like that?". Camelia asked, combing her hair.

"What are you doing today?". JJ Abrams asked, cupping his wife's face.

 "Hmmm...I'm doing my usual activities, going to college and working". Camelia answered, peeping at her husband's cheek.

"Relatedly? You're not doing anything behind my back, I mean doing crazy things". J. J. Abrams was suspicious of his wife.

Wait a minute, did JJ Abrams know everything. Oh, she suspected my movements because she heard the talk of 3 triumvirs.Batin Camelia, stroking her husband's face gently. "No, I didn't do anything, baby. Just ask, where on our Flowers are today".

"Okay, I went out for a while with them. Something's wrong, are you okay to stay?". J. J. Abrams, holding his wife's hand.

"Go, I'm busy having my show". Camelia, nodding softly knowing where her husband wanted to go.

After all her husband left with the 3-strand, their problems were not important to her.

"Be careful about doing anything, I'll just leave for a minute". Before leaving his wife, J. J. Abrams kissed Camelia's lips gently.

After the departure of J. J. Abrams, Camelia at will did anything in the kitchen. He prepares BBQ seasoning, does not like the instant because it does not fit on his tongue. The waiter of her husband's residence, as well as the chef there was terrified to see their mistress why-why.

"Miss, don't hold the knife for too long. Mom, fear if you get hurt and take the knife off". Pinta bu Minah, her face looks very anxious.

"Miss, sit here sweetly and say what we should do". Vika, was agitated near Camelia.

"God! You guys are too over-knowing, I don't have a problem doing anything. At most it's just a little wound, far away with the heart. Now it's ready, let's go to the backyard". Camelia said, holding up a bowl of burnt sausage.

Vika and the other waitresses, Sigap took over the bowl containing the burning sausage. They didn't let Camelia do anything.

"Miss, sit on this chair. Let us burn it all, and leave to eat the dishes served". Pinta Vika, fretting because the big boss' wife can't keep quiet.

Camelia, giggling withholding her laughter seeing them worry fearing her why-why. Vika and the others, overwhelmed guarding her bars.