Scandal Compound Love
Episode 60's
Jasmine was not displeased, Andrew had regained consciousness and passed through his critical period, but just like a mine with sharp thorns that hurt when stepped on, his heart could not accept the man yet.
Just a slip of the word, "Sorry," he said before finally passing from the room where Andrew was being treated. Actually sick. But seeing Andrew's fateful face, he did not want to put his heart just like it had been. Jasmine realized she was too weak.
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A month without calm. Jasmine wanted to see the man. But his heart still hardened to survive in the disgusting ego. He heard-only from Kandyla, Andrew had recovered from what befell him.
And today ....
Because again the reason for attachment to responsibility, the woman again wallowed in the busyness of her activities.
An invitation to the stage show again expected him and Kandyla to fill in.
The excitement of the event has taken place several segments that drove from seven o'clock last night, until now it has passed an hour later.
The two girls who are members of the stage name The Lotus will perform in a moment. They were preparing while occasionally humming to test the quality of their respective sounds before performing-backstage.
Within five minutes later, the voice of the host was already shrill calling out the name The Lotus a sign Kandyla Jasmine should immediately go up.
With such a simple ordinary appearance, the two new idols rose with confident smiles. Kandyla is ready with the guitar tucked on her shoulder, while Jasmine will perform without a piano. He will just sing, following the accompaniment of his best friend's guitar passages as usual.
After voicing a few words of welcome, the melodious song lines began to sing, accompanied by the amazed cries of the fans below the stage that almost filled the entire area without gaps.
Within ten minutes, the first song was successfully sung smoothly. Now they will continue with the second song that is booming in the market. But only two verses of the song was sung by Jasmine, a scene managed to grab his attention, until the hand he used to hold the mic, dangling limp onto the side of the body with a face glared in tremendous shock.
Right in the middle of the sea of men, a giant banner came down from the top of a helicopter roaring in the height of the dim sky, then fluttered across with a string of beautiful letters in white, inscribed;
JASMINE ... PLEASE, FORGIVE ME!
All the human faces that froth up looked up to read the writing of the giant size.
Stiffened and choked. No words came out of the mouth of the owner of the name written on the wide sheet of cloth.
I was caught in a cold that seemed to stop time.
How should Jasmine respond?
Kandyla is gaping. Guitar quotes had been stopped shortly after he realized, Jasmine had cut the song suddenly and then followed where his best friend's view was headed.
After finding out what was the reason for Jasmine's shock, Kandyla snorted. "Gua knows whose behavior it is" he said. Although a little annoyed because the song both cut, in the end he still developed a smile sign that there is fun with what is going on ahead there.
Jasmine looked at him. He knew the same, but still this was too shocking.
In that second, a mass screech could be heard breaking the sky, as the lights suddenly went off entirely. Make the state automatically pitch-dark. Hundreds of mobile phones were issued by the audience to reach their visibility, to look like holes scattered on the field. It's obviously shocking and they need answers.
In the theme of waiting together, their attention is then turned to the spotlight that highlights and circles the figure of a man in a white suit, and, the current one was walking from a majestic corner of the stage towards where Jasmine and Kandyla were still standing.
Everyone was surprised again. This situation seems to have been well planned through the event organizers.
The large screen at each corner lit up suddenly in the darkness, clearly displaying the figure of the man in the white suit.
In an instant, the atmosphere returned boisterous. The screams of the women screeching at each other shouted;
"BENNEDICT!"
That's her!
They recognize that figure.
A handsome face with resolute jaws framed thick eyebrows over hazel eyeballs in bright highlights, mesmerizing the entire eye.
Her sweet smile was straight towards one point; jasmine.
Her steps get closer to the woman, along with the spotlight that still continues to follow her faithfully.
Kandyla smiled broadly looking at him with an amused loop as well as moved. "Bitch!" light spray. His guitar slid behind his back. Stand more relaxed with hands ruffled at both waist. "Tau gini mending molor cave," he continued as if sorry. He then distanced himself from the front. I feel like I won't be needed there.
Jasmine doesn't care around. The boisterous sound of the human sea did not pierce his attention in the slightest. His heart grew firmer as the distance of the man's footsteps drew closer towards him.
It's finished. That distance is only about three feet. Jasmine was increasingly unable to control her heart staring at the face of the man who was now looming before her. Saliva is hard pressed to reach the esophagus that suddenly feels dry.
No words came out of the man's mouth. A little gesture signifies that his palm is reaching for something from the inner pocket of the white coat he is wearing.
Within a few seconds, I saw what he had taken. A bright red velvet box that all would have been able to guess what was inside.
Jasmine is freezing. Confused how to respond. He wanted to run from there, but his legs and heart seemed locked and fixated, unable to launch a rebellion that actually made his body tremble.
The audience's voice grew boisterous, shouting and screaming, while the handsome man before Jasmine, began to move humbling with one leg bent and the other supported on the knee touching the bottom. The velvet box containing a diamond-crowned ring, had been opened and extended before Jasmine in an elegant position.
The man smiled very sweetly. Without as much ado as the average man, his mouth just immediately spoke with a resounding voice that flowed through the small microphone that was clamped in the collar of his suit.
"JASMINE NASTY ... WILL YOU MARRY ME?"
A pair of Jasmine's eyes were wide, a tear fell rolling past the cheeks that were not thick makeup.
Andrew was still smiling. The camouflage smile he put on to cover the uproar that filled the entire chest.
Will Jasmine accept, ignore, or reject as vehemently as the past?