WHO ARE YOU

Dead Lights

"Have you done my job?". The whisper of princess Eloisa, glancing sharply towards Maira and Laure. I hope the two of them are not careless in the task I am given, afraid of failing and missing this opportunity.

"Calm down, don't be too hasty Princess Eloisa. The powder, working slowly and unhurriedly. However, it cannot be avoided or held. Didn't we test it, the powder?". Whispered Maira, revealing her smile. Where could someone put up with the powder, Miss Camelia would definitely not suspect there was anything in the dress.

From a distance Trevino, looked towards them a little suspiciously. What are they talking about? From their sight, it was fixed on Miss Camelia. Is there something exciting going on?Inner Trevino, was still silent and thinking of something.

"Okay, I believe this word of yours. I must be his wife, Mr. J. Abrams, getting shy all the time at my party. I can't wait for that moment, looking forward to how Mr JJ Abrams's face looks?". Said princess Eloisa, smiling sumringah. Good, if they both succeed in doing the task and the results are very satisfying.

"Daughter of Eloisa, I can't wait for Miss Camelia to be publicly humiliated". The twinkling of Laure's eyes, further heated the feelings of princess Eloisa.

 Jeb....

"Well, why are the lights off!". Pekik princess Eloisa, immediately live sinter on her phone. His bodyguards immediately surrounded Eloisa's daughter, just in case something happened.

Everyone was shocked that the lights went out in the large family residence, the surrounding people started to tinker from the pitch black. The heat began to feel, starting to shortness of breath as well.

J. J. Abrams, groping for the loss of his wife. "Camelia, where are you?". He said, trying to relax. "My wife don't mess with me, just know how worried you are". J. J. Abrams murmured, scratching his temples.

"Everything's quiet first, there's an error in the flow of electricity temporarily". Say someone pretty loud.

"Please princess Eloisa, don't let your guard down!". Shouts someone, but an adviser to Eloisa's daughter.

J. J. Abrams, constantly forcing his men to look for the whereabouts of his wife. Light vaguely through the lights of each cell phone, as well as the invited guests.

"Aakaackhh... What's biting my neck?". Princess Eloisa said, holding her neck someone bit.

Jeb...

The lights turned back on as before, the people around did not panic and began to calm down.

"Where have you been?". JJ Abrams asked, finally finding his wife beside him. "Don't go anywhere, my dear, you're afraid of why. There are some people watching your movements, probably looking for a gap to get close to you".

"ee... I'm not going anywhere my husband, stay here". Camelia's snort, showing her finger right at the chest of J. J. Abrams' field. "I'm just here, I dare to refute your words"

J. J. Abrams poked his wife's nose and kissed her cheek occasionally. Camelia, feeling uncomfortable at seeing people around.

"I'm sorry for the inconvenience, as the host feels bad". Princess Eloisa said, smiling as sweetly as possible.

"It's okay, princess Eloisa. We understand everything, what else is the usual electrical dead". Other lawful.

Musical lines echoed in the room, the invited guests began to talk to each other. Even some artists, began singing to fill entertainment at the party.

Maira and Laure, restless riled up because Camelia was still relaxing.

"How's Maira, there's no reaction? Well, miss Camelia should be in action right now!". Laure whispered, biting her lower lip.

"Don't make me nervous riled up dong, I'm sure Miss Camelia gets the right reward for her words". Maira, directly nudged his sister's arm.

The look on Eloisa's daughter's face was sour because there was no sign of anything strange to her wife JJ Abrams.

"Maira, Laure, where's the powder reaction? Look, Miss Camelia nothing happened". Whisper princess Eloisa, with a sharp look. Huu...I had suspected from the beginning, the two of them were indeed incompetent. Aarghh... Why should I trust these fools? Huo.... I'd love to scratch that woman's face, close-knit pretentious to the adoration of my heart.

"Husse...Patience princess Eloisa, we'll wait a minute". Whisper Maira, face' was already panicking and her eyes were fixed on Camelia continuously. Aarghh... Come on, now dong. Do not fail this plan, surely princess Eloisa will be furious against us. It is certain that princess Eloisa, will not release us from her grasp.

 Meanwhile, Camelia, tugging at her husband's hand asking to be released. "My dear, my love, I'm so sultry and so on like this". Her great-grandchild. "Are you not ashamed well, they are looking towards us this way".

"No. I like it like this, is there something wrong? From now on, you're eager to stay away from me hmmm...". JJ Abrams, squint his eyeballs. "My dear, we are a couple and free to make out in front of singles".

"There's nothing my dear, we're like a couple of newlyweds. Did you forget, we have two kids". Camelia's whisper, glaring at her eyeballs. Holy hooch! JJ Abrams, why is it like an ABG child? Then why am I ashamed? Supposedly, happily able to conquer the heart of this arrogant man.

"Be quiet, let people know we love each other. Honey, I miss you and can I?". J. J. Abrams blinked his eyes, whispering softly. "Don't turn it down baby, won't bother us both to let go of each other's warmth". Whisper J. J. Abrams, not caring about the gaze of the people around.

From a distance a pair of eyes were looking at the affection of the two of them, princess Eloisa increasingly burned the flames of jealousy in her heart. His hands clenched firmly, trying to turn his gaze away.

Even the guests at the invitation saw the affection of J. J. Abrams, with his wife. Occasionally J. J. Abrams kisses his wife's cheek and embraces her waist.

"Mr J. J. Abrams, can I dance with Miss Camelia?". Trevino asked, glancing at Camelia beside JJ Abrams.

J. J. Abrams, smiled and shook his head slowly. "I'm a possessive, jealous type of guy, not willing to see my wife dance with another guy. Even Mr. Down is blatant to snatch my beloved wife".

Trevino, giggling at J. J. Abrams' special treat for his wife. "Mr J. J. Abrams, you're spoiling Miss Camelia too much. Women are always spoiled by us, he's long pressed you".

Camelia, looking at Trevino's face, didn't like what she said. "Dear Lord Trevino, can you watch your mouth? I'm a different woman, not until I do something beyond reason." Firmly Camelia, trying to control herself not to get emotional.

"Waws....I'm so impressed by your words, Miss Camelia. Just this time, there's a woman saying something as sweet as you". Trevino blinked his eyes, glancing at JJ Abrams who had put on his sour face.