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The fighting continued

"I'll try to contact Kang Mas Gutama, he should know this increasingly chaotic situation. I've been trying to reach her lately, but their cell phone number is not available. I'm also worried because they're not working in one area, one of the guys I can call has stopped, and he said if there are two possibilities they go to Kalimantan or to Maluku." explained Aryo a little story.

"If in Kalimantan it means Mas Angga can help find, but if in other areas I think not." Iyan thought.

"If you can't be contacted and things get more complicated then I can marry you. But I hope you are patient, because after all Melati has a real father." continued Aryo again.

"Yes Uncle, I'm sorry if I made a fuss here."

"It's okay, I get your point." Aryo looked at Iyan with great dignity.

Iyan turned to Melati who was still staring at him from behind the window curtain, Iyan smiled slightly. "Then I'll go home." Iyan again grabbed Aryo's hand shaking with a bow of respect.

"Be careful, always be careful in the state of sleep though, remember Allah even though it is limited to Bismillah. Because by remembering Him God willing He will take care of you." Aryo spoke seriously to Iyan.

Iyan nodded in understanding. "I know Uncle, thank you, Assalamualaikum." said Iyan turned around after getting a greeting from Aryo.

Iyan turned back to Melati, then headed for his motorcycle which accidentally stopped next to Aryo's neighbor's house. Iyan pulled out Melati's phone and dialed her phone number.

"Mas." Melati's soft voice immediately greeted.

"Sleep, Mas go home." said Iyan can still see Melati's face from afar, blocked by the glass window.

"Yes." Melati replied as if unwillingly.

"When I get home I'll call you again."

"Yes Mas, be careful and avoid Mas Arka, I am afraid to see you fighting" said Melati sad.

"Yes, yes." Iyan closed her phone while smiling towards Melati. He drove his motorbike towards the road which then disappeared into the distance.

While on the dark path, Arka was standing staring at the sky, desperately holding back the upset mixed in disappointment.

"Three years Mel" he said sadly, looking up and then looking down resigned.

"It's a waste because of a man you just met. Don't you see how I love you, don't you feel if I really want to be with you. We have even done it a hundred times! You forget it just because of a man named Iyan. What's my lack of Mel?" Arka sat on her knees on the ground, her gallant body limp withstanding the turmoil on the chest.

In the dark he wept, the proud, proud man who was proud of him wept because Melati really did not care anymore. When fighting with Iyan Melati even did not choose her, Melati always just defended and was afraid of losing Iyan, much different when with Arka, jasmine just became a obedient and sweet girl. But with Iyan, Melati became a figure who adored and spoiled.

"KELATIIII...!" yelled arka in that quiet place. He doesn't care if anyone hears him.

Sure enough, Iyan happened to pass by there and heard Arka's cry.

Arka turned his head quickly, when he heard the roar of the motor that he had memorized his voice. Iyan did not stop and did not care, but because of the hatred and anger so great Arka chased Iyan, speeding in the middle of the darkness towards their village.

"Stop!" yelled Arka, simultaneously venting her frustration.

Iyan just glanced from the rearview mirror of his motorbike, seeing the light getting brighter towards him of course Arka would rather hit him than relented.

Tin,tin.

Iyan didn't stop either.

Arka's horn cries deafeningly, until they arrive at a brighter place, they have entered the village and Iyan stops.

Arka also stopped, impatiently wanting to beat Iyan up.

"You really challenged me." Arka looked up at Iyan.

"No, I'm not challenging. Just don't want to fight." he said as usual always calm down.

"It's so nice of you in front of Uncle Aryo. What have you done to Melatiku that he became like that? He couldn't possibly forget me just for the sake of a man like you!" show Arka very angry.

"I didn't do anything Mas Arka. I'm just trying to make her comfortable, and I'm trying my hardest not to touch her like you do." Iyan stared intently at Arka.

"Damn, that's bullshit!" snapped Arch.

"And not threaten him Mas Arka." Iyan smiled faintly.

"I'm gonna tell Mom everything. Just look at it's gonna happen! At that time I will definitely get Melati, she will be married to me." said Arka very confident.

"Please, when that time comes I will also say one thing to Mom and everyone, and I can be sure I will be Melati's husband." reply Iyan did not want to lose to Arka.

"What do you mean?" getting angry, where there might be something more important than what he said later, Arka thought hard.

Iyan did not reply, happy to see Arka confused.

"What do you mean?" ask Arka again.

"According to Arka? What makes Melati always cling to me, afraid of losing and unwilling to part?"

Arka getting angry, his chest rose down with a back turned sinister. "You touched it!" arka shouted at Iyan increasingly blindly.

Iyan dodged nimbly, hypocritically he was afraid of the rampage of Arka. The man in white will forget everything when his black magic mastered.

"Stop it!" snapped Iyan but didn't care about Arka.

He attacked continuously, kicking and hitting, the emotions that peaked made him not concentrate, his punch missed even though once later hit Iyan's face.

"Carca!" snapped Iyan stared intently, Iyan was really angry this time.

Iyan fended off Arka's kick, then caught her sight and managed to bend Arka's large arm behind her body.

"You touched Melati!" yell Arka again.

"If you were better than this, I wouldn't insist on fighting you either. I'm a man just like you, with a heart and feelings. But what you did to Melati was so outrageous that I couldn't just keep quiet, because I wanted to have Melati too. And after some time with her it turned out that she wanted me too, so sorry! I will not hand Melati over to anyone including her mother who you have used." said Iyan behind Arka.

"You're the one who used Melati! You took it from me! I'll make sure you'll never be happy, I won't!" furious Arka, his body was getting weaker in the forced bend by Iyan.

"Whatever you say Mas Arka, I love him and want to save him." replied Iyan began to loosen the locking body of Arka. Then he left her on his motorcycle.

"I know now, you also have science." Arka looked sharply at Iyan who had passed.