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There was exactly one month left until the New Year. Sultana was sitting on the Internet, and in one of the social media groups, she saw a video in which she performs. After reviewing everything carefully, Sultana learned about the festive opening of the «Oriental Fairy Tale». The girl was looking forward to her husband. – You have finally come.

– What happened?

– Look here.

– You are still trying to attract the attention of customers! Amir said with a laugh.

– Are you still laughing at me?

– No way. What is the big deal? Videos and videos. It has been so many years.

– Aren’t you jealous?

– No. Not a drop. Now you are dancing just for me. Sultana sat on her husband’s lap and kissed him tenderly. She was so passionate about her husband that she completely forgot about opening a restaurant. – By the way, Lyosha saw this video first and invited me to the restaurant for the opening. And I didn’t even Look, I just heard your name, and immediately realized that I had to go. Sultana’s eyes shone with happiness, she did not know that the host of the restaurant was Wine. – What else is interesting there? Let me see. Amir sat thoughtfully at his computer. Sultana tried to tease him, but she could not do anything.