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Fear of leaving Iyan

Her clear eyes begged, hoping that Iyan would not hate her. Feelings of guilt and love mixed into fear and anxiety in Melati's heart.

"Stay here Mas." he begged.

"It's been Mel's night, not good too long alone at night. Satan will be happy to whisper about the pleasure of sinning, and we will be lulled with his whispers, my faith is not that strong."

"Mas!" increasingly make Melati regret half dead, insinuated with expressions of faith that is not as strong.

Iyan has not budged, love and resentment are still fighting in his soul. Wanting to be angry but useless, Melati also already seemed to regret and fear, Iyan really understood what Melati felt.

"I'm coming with Mas." Melati further tightened her embrace on Iyan's arm.

Iyan was more confused for him, happy but also somehow, Iyan became astonished by Melati's attitude.

"Mel, Arka is still ahead there, I should go home so as not to cause any more noise" Iyan persuaded.

Melati did not want to hear, still holding Iyan's arm with her face attached to Iyan's shirt this time.

"Why you?" iyan's voice was soft, Melati's behavior like that made her heart melt, her disappointment gradually disappeared.

"Fear." replied Melati briefly still hiding on the shoulder facing backward.

"Fear what? I came home and stopped by the house at the end of there to ask mom to come home." Iyan obviously had such a plan since then.

"It's not Mas." he replied still did not release Iyan's arm. Making the young man scratch his head that was not itchy.

"Keep what?" Iyan grabbed onto Melati's shoulder asking her to face Iyan, so that their conversation would quickly finish. "Hem, what?" Iyan asked him again more gently.

"Fear Mas Iyan left me." he said biting his own lips, the face that had just been facing Iyan was getting lowered.

Iyan laughed a little, taking a breath as well as throwing away the remaining vexation.

"If you're afraid, don't do things that will make me angry. I'm a normal guy who has feelings for Mel. I have the same desire as Arka, I didn't do it because I respect you. It's not that I don't have lust for your pretty face. I know very well everything that's on you is tempting." Iyan raised Melati's face and brought her face closer. "Your face, your lips, the rest. I'm sure it's all very fun. I was just trying to desperately hold him back when I was alone with you. I'm sure you feel the same, too, but I'll hold it until that time comes. I hope you take care of yourself for yourself as well. So I won't be too disappointed when I'm your husband." Iyan explained his feelings.

"Sorry, I promise I won't repeat that mistake again. I beg you to forgive me this time." Melati pleaded and cried, looking at Iyan wryly.

Iyan took a breath, not denying his feelings which also loved Melati very much, should he be happy at this time Melati was afraid of losing her after successfully seizing her from Arka.

Iyan grabbed the slim yet densely packed body, clutching it tightly no matter if Arka was still peeking or had left, but he was sure the selfish man was still around Melati's house. "We will stay married, no matter what." whispered Iyan unable to lie to him, if the beautiful Melati was very disturbing his nights as a grown man.

Melati returned Iyan's embrace, it was so warm and soothing, her heart was throbbing happily like a butterfly that wanted to fly out and dance, indescribable with words.

"I love you Mas, I don't want you to leave me." she said a little whine in Iyan's arms.

Iyan smiled at her, never imagined he would hear such deep words of love from Melati's mouth.

"Now rest and lock the door. Do not open other than mother." Iyan's message after releasing his embrace.

Melati nodded in understanding, her heart was relieved Iyan still cared so much.

"By home." Iyan smiled sweetly.

Melati nodded again, returning that smile with a spoiled look.

Iyan rubbed Melati's head then passed by closing the door. Leaving Melati who was still fixated, still felt good in Iyan's embrace. For some reason it felt so different, his heart always flowered.

At 23:00, I heard the sound of my mother knocking on the door.

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"Yes Mom!" Melati came out of her room and headed towards the living room, immediately opening the door for Mom.

Mom immediately looked at Melati's face, I don't know what she was thinking so her eyes looked questioningly and worriedly look there.

"What's wrong, ma'am? Did Mas Iyan meet Mom?" jasmine asked after closing the door.

Mother did not answer, the grizzled woman headed for the kitchen put a basket filled with food.

"Mom!" Melati called him again.

Mother turned her head, sitting at the dining table also Melati sat with her.

"Arka who met Mom." replied Mother, quite surprising Melati.

"Aren't they Mas Iyan?" Melati to think.

Mom nodded, taking a moment of breath. "Mel Arka complained about your commotion. He said if your attitude is strange, you stick to the same Iyan." said Mother still calm tone.

"I'm afraid Mas Iyan is angry Mom, afraid Mas Iyan is leaving me." replied Melati honestly.

Mother knitted her eyebrows, it turned out that the Ark was right.

"Do you really like Iyan?" ask Mom again.

"Of course Mom, I just want to marry Mas Iyan, not Mas Arka or anyone." Melati did not cover anything in her heart.

"According to Arka it's weird Mel?"

"What's so strange, ma'am, aren't we getting married?" tanya Melati looked back at mom.

"Yes, that unbiased attitude of yours. According to Arka you are in the same pellet Iyan, as well as the opinion of people who heard Arka talking to Mother, he said you could be hit by pellets." explained Mother.

"But Mas Iyan is good Mom, she is so good that I am so afraid of losing a future husband like her. Far inversely proportional to Mas Arka." clearly Melati did not accept Arka's prejudice on her lover.

"Mom knows he's good, but suspect a little what's wrong." replied Mother.

Melati became annoyed to hear it, not only this time Melati heard the mother hesitated if she had spoken to Arka.

"Let's see, tomorrow I'll take you to a friend of Aryo's uncle. I have to treat you first, so there's no doubt before you get married."

"Mother! Believe such a thing is a sin, ma'am!" Melati raised her voice.

"You must obey, from now on don't meet with Iyan first."

Increasingly made Melati stunned, inexhaustible with the decision of her mother.

"Don't you support me yesterday? Then why now even as if to corner Mas Iyan?" Melati really can't believe it.

"Mel, if you think about it Poor Arka." said Mother, her gaze glared somewhere.