
"Mas Iyan came to this house, to propose to me!" jasmine said boldly.
"What!" Arka was really surprised, Arka's face turned dark, maybe because in the morning until not as scary as on Friday night. But it still shows change, a bad and annoying temper.
"Yes Mas Arka, he came to ask me to be his wife, and I'm ready."
"You don't mess around with jasmine! I won't let you accept anyone but me!"
"I don't need your permission Mas Arka! From now on don't come to see me, our relationship is over."
"Mell!" snapped Arch.
"Go home, tell your mother, I'm self-conscious, I don't deserve to be the wife of an Arch Vijaya! Look for a woman more worthy of you, more beautiful and educated than me who can only read and write. I'm not in your class at all." Melati grabbed the bag on the wooden table immediately went to work.
"Mell, Mel!" Arka that had been riveted then prevented Melati who had been on the doorstep. "Mel, please don't be like this. Remember that our relationship has been around for a long time, and it's not easy for us to get past even when we're full of it." Arka reminded.
"Yes, you're right Arka! Three more years you make me a cheap woman who only every time you come to channel that illicit liquid in my stomach. You don't care how I feel, every night feeling sinful even if it's not worth it just praying. Do you ever understand?" Melati looked Arka in the eyes boldly.
"I understand Mel?"
"If you really understand, it shouldn't have taken me all this time to say a proposal, I've waited long enough to say responsibility for all the sins we've done, but I think, impossible comes from you. I give up Mas! I'm tired."
"That's all your love for me Mel!" said Arka weld this time.
"What limit do you mention it is Mas? If you ask me, there is certainly no limit in loving you all this time, I look like a lowly woman who is always willing to be a slave to your lust, but all I can get is sorrow and humiliation." jasmine's tears broke this time, her tears were unbearable again.
"I don't think of you that way." said Arka.
"I once felt very valuable, when all eyes adore me even though only enjoy the beauty of simple flowers that have not been able to bloom. But you finally came to seduce me with love, making me completely worthless, like a piece of trash that only you would pick me up. Makes me resigned in wounds that you never realized every day is always increasing. And that's enough! Let me go live a life of little meaning left, which to your family I'm worthless."
"Mell!" Arka chasing Melati up in the yard.
Two phenomenal lovebirds in the village, of course, invite many eyes that have long quoted their relationship. This morning was really like getting a lump of gold, several pairs of eyes of the neighboring mothers stared intently without blinking, also the earlobe that becomes wider so as not to miss every word that comes out of the mouth of both.
Arka pulls Melati's hand, preventing the girl from leaving.
"Let's go, we're done!" said Melati lantang.
"It's too late! The day I dreamed of with you has passed, I no longer want it." Melati pulled her hand with all her might, she did not care that many people were looking.
Perhaps now is the time to prove not Melati who is the beggar of Arka's love here, not Melati who sincerely trampled her pride for years. It's time Melati got up and proved, Melati can also make Arka worthless.
"Darken!" arka shouted with breath up and down sad and desperate face. His feelings were mixed up at this moment, angry, sad, disappointed, and many more feelings in his heart.
Melati did not care, he was reluctant to look at the face that was once arrogant, arrogant and selfish, now hopes for mercy from Melati who had been low in the eyes of everyone.
'Yes, I deserve to be proud of the end of this relationship, I also deserve to be appreciated not only the gossip material of the neighbors and even all the villagers to share this relationship. If it was just treasure alone that made them look down on me, now was the time to prove that I could also live independently. I don't want my pride to be trampled forever because of me.'
Tears continue to fall along the steps that feel tired, tired because the heart that lost strength, really love Arka so big, also Melati who had put her life with a million hopes.
Sad, of course, Melati is sad. Losing Arka is not easy, it is undeniable that his love is still there. But the disappointment that has been too much makes Melati strengthen her heart and make the decision to separate. "For the sake of Mom's self-esteem, who gave birth to me and raised me with great difficulty" he said slowly.
"Darken!"
It turned out that Arka did not give up, the handsome and handsome man followed with his motorcycle, accompanying Melati's steps very slowly.
Melati did not turn her head, her delicate hands wiped away the tears, kept walking and was reluctant to answer.
"Mel, come on up, baby." Arka tries to grab Melati's hand, asking the girl to ride a motorcycle with her. But got a hard pat from the girl worship whom he had always considered obedient even for eternity.
"Mell!" his voice grew quieter, coaxing and whining, along the way Arka continued to follow him.
"I have to work! Go home!" Melati just spoke when she arrived at the place where she worked, it appears that inside there was already Iyan was tidying up the file and arranging a chair for them to sit.
Various kinds of thoughts that are difficult to describe when looking at the face of Arka red extinguished and eye highlight is no less piercing. Iyan chose not to show any expression, of course if smiling Arka would not reply, let alone say hello would definitely provoke anger. Iyan chose to remain in a sitting position.
Arka was still watching Melati until the girl sat down at her desk. There has been no conversation or greeting from Iyan or Adi that has also come. The atmosphere that did not produce the sound made Arka give up and choose a gas tank, go home to complain with her mother.
"Route Mel?" in the end Adi could not bear to not speak up.
Melati smilingly looked at Adi at a glance. "Yes Uncle, Melati has ended our relationship."
Making a look at his young uncle.