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Go to Uncle's house

Iyan grabbed Melati's phone and picked up the call from Arka.

"Mell!" arka's voice across there called out to Melati.

Iyan pressed the speaker picture, slightly looking at Melati's worried-looking face.

"Hello Mel! Later in the afternoon I'll pick you up." said Arka again.

Iyan brought her phone closer to Melati, hinting to answer 'Yes'.

"Yes" replied Melati nervously.

"Kok so, don't you like it?" tanya Arka was suspicious.

"Ti-no Mas." replied Melati again.

"Remember Mel, I haven't told Mom everything." Arka reminded her of the threat.

"Yes." replied Melati quickly, her clear eyes staring at Iyan who was suddenly probing.

"Well, don't forget to eat, jasmine darling."

"Yes Mas Arka." replied Melati limp.

Iyan ended the phone call. His eyes refocused on Melati. "What does that mean?" iyan asked slowly, the more curious to see Melati looking down.

There was no answer, Melati tied her hands together.

"Mails?" Iyan raised Melati's face.

"Mas Arka will tell the story of how close Melati with Mas Arka to Mom if Melati does not obey" replied Melati smooth.

Iyan was surprised again, it turned out that Arka's behavior was unmitigated.

"Since when?" tanya Iyan tried to suppress her anger.

"Since a few days ago Mas." replied Melati again, her beautiful face really shrunk, afraid Iyan was angry, afraid of Arka, also afraid of Mother's attitude.

Iyan took a breath, just hearing that he was already claustrophobic, how Melati was living it.

Iyan again grabbed Melati's body, hugging her with mixed taste. Of course only Iyan knew all his problems without exception, that was also why Melati really felt she only had Iyan in her life.

"Your phone is holding it, while Melati is wearing it." Iyan reached into his jacket pocket to take out his cell phone.

"But this is a nice phone?" Melati pointed to Iyan's phone which was branded, far too much price in appeal to Melati's.

Iyan smiled looking at Jasmine's worries. "You want to kiss again?" tanya Iyan made Melati widen her eyes.

"Mau Mas." replied Melati smilingly by twitching her nose.

Iyan chuckled, tightening his embrace. It turned out that the answer made Iyan's heart even more chaotic. "Later if Arka calls you again, let me answer." said Iyan save Melati's phone.

"This serious?" jasmine asked confused.

"Seriously Mel." Iyan let go of her embrace.

"Thus it wasn't." Melati teased Iyan this time.

"Later after halal." Iyan pinched Melati's nose, sat down next to her and gave her a plastic bag containing something. "Fear of Khilaf and can not stop if often tried. You're too pretty to try." Iyan teased back at Melati who was smiling very sweetly.

"This is what Mas?" ask Melati again, because Iyan is always full of surprises.

Never expecting to get Iyan's attention, Arka never did anything like that. The man who has accompanied him for more than three years is classified as stingy and does not like even just lending goods to Melati. Just lately, the young man is more royal willing to lose a little for the sake of Melati. That's also he did because he wanted to defend Melati, willing to give the shaman money. Much different from the sweet treatment of Iyan, although Melati did not expect the gift of Iyan, but his attitude like that was really comfortable.

"Don't be too good Mas, later Melati can't pay." she said again.

"That's what I want, so you don't get to run, can't move to another heart. You must be mine." bring her face closer and speak softly.

"That's what I want too Mas, then I'll take all this. Let's not let me go again." Jasmine grabbed the black plastic bag as well as Iyan's phone and hugged him.

Iyan chuckled amusedly, while slightly complaining inwardly. 'When can I marry you Mel?' he said while continuing to look at Melati.

For a long time Iyan loved her, only being able to notice her face from afar.

Once Iyan was shopping and happened to Melati was also shopping. The slightly jostling distance made Iyan able to notice the delicate beautiful face of Melati up close. Everything looks perfect with a soft and melodious voice. Including her beautiful moving finger once choosing the groceries, it was right next to Iyan. But at that time Iyan could only pay attention without daring to talk or just say hello, because Arka waited and followed him. At that time they looked so friendly, never thought it turned out their intimacy ended right when Iyan managed to enter into his life.

That afternoon after lunch, Melati was ready to stay at Aryo's house. Depart with Adi, and Iyan guards the dealer before closing in a few hours.

"Don't Mas Iyan take me?" asked Melati when she found out that only Adi delivered.

Adi and Iyan were of the view, Adi increasingly scratching his head at the behavior of his nephew who was increasingly purified with Iyan.

"Adi said it's better if he's the one who delivered. So that there will be no commotion later." Iyan approached Melati.

"Yes already." Melati's a little upset.

"Tomorrow I'll come, even the nights don't matter to me, the important thing is that you get there first." Iyan was persuading, while Adi walked out preparing to take his motorbike out of the parking lot.

"Delati go Mas." she said with a heavy heart, grabbed Iyan's hand and kissed him.

Just as heavy as Iyan, she brushed her straight hair and looked at her pretty face.

"Later tonight or tomorrow, I'll catch up." Iyan reassured again.

Melati nodded, holding back Iyan's face. "I really don't want to be separated from you Mas." said Melati slowly.

"Yes, honey, I know." Iyan smiled sincerely. "Go." said Iyan again lowering his hand.

Melati nodded and immediately came out following Adi. So did Iyan escort only to see Melati leave.

Tin

The sound of Adi's horn, they set out to leave Iyan.

...***...

That night, Iyan checks Melati's phone, all without being missed. There is a photo of Arka there that had made Iyan's heart upset, but the photo of him is also there so that makes it slightly subside. After all now Melati just stick to him, for what else is upset with the photo Arka.

Messaging. 'Mel why not tell me if I want to go, I should have taken you!'

It turned out that Arka was very upset this afternoon to pick up Melati but the dealer was closed. His call had been several times, Iyan waited for the right time to pick him up.

This time it rang again, after a few messages everything was read by Iyan.

"Hello Mel!" arka's voice sounded very agitated, her breathing sounded rough. "I'll talk to Mom if you keep going like this." she threatened again.

"Just talk about Mas Arka, after that you can make sure Melati will be angry." replied Iyan casually.

"You!" Arka was surprised. Of course he's very angry at the moment.