Shaman Main
The dowry that was in bargain

"You're serious Mel?" Adi became curious, even justifying his sitting position to focus more on listening to Melati's words.

"True Uncle." Melati.

"Yes, if that's your decision. Three years old? Is it that easy to say break up?" Adi was not convinced by Melati's words.

"It is easy when God wills." Iyan.

"Is there a connection with you?" Adi turned his head to Iyan who looked calm not surprised by Melati's story.

Iyan only smiled, forcing her a little so that her thin mustache bled out following her red, interested lips.

Adi shook his head, still not fully believing. But seeing the calmness on his nephew's face, it was certain that Melati had become brave enough to make a decision because of Iyan, a substitute for a place to lean on.

Three years.... Yes Three years! Adi felt tired of himself thinking about the long relationship between Melati and Arka, foundered in the end because of waiting too long.

The house of Arka.

"Mama!" arka's distinctive call to the mother, Arka is famous for their favorite and learned children, they deserve pampering because of their financial condition as people are.

"What's wrong? Just got home you were screaming!"

A forty-Eight-year-old woman sits in a carved chair, casual clothing showing her clean and well-groomed legs and arms, indicating she has never worked let alone worked on rice fields or plantations like Melati's mother.

"Mama! I want Mama to propose to Melati for me. Now!" rengek Arka sat down in front of her mother, and held her mother's knees.

"Applying how Arka? Applying cannot be rushed, there must be a plan in advance. You should also be sure to choose Melati to be your wife, not to regret it later." replied Arka's mother casually.

"I won't regret it. I don't want to lose Melati, she broke off our relationship." Arka's face is getting tangled, confused and desperate with Melati's request.

"What's? Melati want to break up?" The woman was surprised.

"Yes Ma! Melati decided on me for no reason, I want Mama to propose to her immediately today." Arka lowered her head in holding back such great sadness and fear.

"It is impossible without the Arka reason! Explain to Mama what's wrong with you. Has he not always been faithful?" ask her mother to investigate.

"Iyan proposed to her and Melati was willing." replied Arka softly.

"Mama forgot! Last night didn't you ever ask Melati about dowry? That's how much?" ask the middle-aged woman again.

"Gold Ten grams, and money Three million Ma!" arka said half crying.

"Well, Mama will come and bring the gold that your lover asked for. Later in the afternoon I will be there." he said agreed.

Arka leaned back a little feeling that her dealings with her mother were in order. If before his mother did not respond so much about wanting to marry Melati, somehow this time seemed to agree and want to help in maintaining Melati. Many times Arka asked if it was true about the neighbor's words, but his mother always denied and said everything was not true. Then from where the people could gossip and proudly tell as if they knew all the most about the mother of Arka.

In the afternoon later, at three in the afternoon Melati was still struggling with credit application papers, monthly reports and many more that he had to complete simultaneously.

"Yes, the monthly report still needs to be rearranged." Melati is serious.

"Belp me!" Iyan grabbed the ledger that needed to be handwritten, and looked over everything.

"It's different writing later." Melati grabbed the ledger back.

"Then do what?" Iyan looked at that pretty face with a smile.

"Just keep track of your motorcycle expenses, let Melati more easily record them." Melati started writing.

"Do you have to rest Mel, after the payday you will prepare to be my wife" said Iyan close his face to Melati's ear.

Jasmine chuckled at him, truly the man beside her always made her happy and comfortable. "But Melati still wants to work Mas."

"Let Mas alone work, about the needs of the wedding later I prepared everything. Including if you want to buy clothes, make up and all sorts of other." Iyan grabbed Melati's hand. "How much dowry?" tanya Iyan stroked Melati's fingers.

"Mas can give Melati how much?" answer soft jasmine.

"If the dowry must be your asking darling." Iyan teased Melati, what a call dear to make jasmine blush in shame.

"Hmm?"

"Yesterday I asked for Arka?" asked Iyan who seemed to already know everything about Melati.

"Yes, Ten grams of gold Mas, equal money to three million thanksgivings. Melati is a nobody who has to ask a lot of men who will be my husband later. But more to respect each other." Melati.

Iyan looked on pity, a sincere woman should feel inferior before a man who claims to love her. Melati should be worth more than that. Iyan felt terrible with the Arka family, even such a small demand was still bargained like shopping in the market. That's one of the reasons Arka has not dared to propose to Melati, his mother is still questioning the money Three million.

"Despite not worrying about the wedding gold you asked for, I already have 14 grams. And for the money, mom and dad will drop her off after they officially propose to you next week. I talked about this last night, and they don't mind."

"If Mas Iyan feels that it is too big, Melati will accept whatever Mas Iyan gives." Melati felt bad with the speaker about gold and money.

"It's too small for the woman I love." Iyan kissed Melati's finger.

"Mas! Sorry Jasmine!" he said sadly, his heart was being sliced to get special treatment from good men, while he himself felt unworthy, even very dirty.

"From now on we fix everything." Iyan grabbed two bags of paper groceries that he had been hiding from his desk since noon. "Wear this every day, I want my beautiful wife to be seen only by me. Not with anyone else, including Arka." Iyan gave it to Melati.

"This is what Mas?" jasmine asked, that pretty face and gentle temperament were adorable, it was natural that Arka was crazy.

"Long clothes and some veils for you." Iyan slightly caressed Melati's face with the back of her finger. She admires, but her intentions really want to keep the sexy aura of a Melati.

"Melati will wear it from tomorrow." Melati smiled happily, not rejecting the back caress of Iyan's fingers that warmed into the heart. It seems that falling in love does not wait for tomorrow, now only Melati is impatient to marry Iyan.