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Get married soon

"Don't be like that, you can't force the will, even more so about feelings. It's free to get married if love doesn't exist. You better find another girl who's better and prettier than me." said Melati slowly.

"I just want you to be Mel's wife, not somebody else. Since the beginning we were already together, then why did you forget about me just for the sake of Iyan Mel? You don't know what Iyan really is, you just got to know Mel!" Arka persuades and convinces Melati.

"Mas Arka, he's no better than you. He's not as rich as you, he's just a simple person, loving me with all my flaws. I know myself, Mas Arka, I am not perfect and full of sin, and I do that when I am with you. If now Mas Iyan accepts me, then why don't I accept it with all my heart. I feel nothing more than a piece of trash that has just been thrown away, although it is still good but will be rotten and smelly for a long time. Luckily, he wanted to keep me in a better place, in his heart and beside him. I beg of you Mas, let go of our past, I never gave you a chance, even more than three years I waited for your proposal, I did not ask much, I did not ask, not much hope for your treasure. But more to you actually love me and own me. In fact it never happened, you think I have no feelings, just be satisfied for you every time you come, then you go home and I grieve for our sins. Now I don't want to remember that."

"I'm not gonna give up Mel, Iyan has to know who I am." Arka was still standing opposite Melati.

But Adi came to make their conversation stop, carrying fried food and mineral water.

"Carca!" Adi greeted the handsome young man with that pitiful face.

Arka did not answer, as usual she just glanced with unfriendly eyes, her face bent asking in persuasion. He will never change.

"I'm hungry, too Uncle." Melati grabbed a plastic bag from Adi's hand, took it in but her hand was held Arka.

"Mas still wants to chat Mel, we're eating out huh? aren't you hungry?" persuade Arka with a little pleading.

"Sorry Mas Arka, Mom is resting, the house is in a mess and there is no food inside. Melati has to cook for me." Melati tried to smile so that Arka would not be offended.

"You go in, sit down first." Adi invites in, although his attitude is annoying but a little appreciative so that the man who adheres to black magic does not run amok.

Arka according to, was staring dislike after getting a call to enter from Adi, his thick lips slightly smiled.

"Keep cooking first." Jasmine passed to the back with a piece of cake and mineral water that Adi bought.

Arka did not accept in living Melati, but was forced to remain silent because the girl had passed, only the clang of the plate and the sound of packing in the kitchen Melati.

While Adi continued to enjoy the cakes and fried foods he bought, he did not care about the turmoil of Arka.

While in another village, Iyan had just arrived at Aryo's house. He knocked on the door of the green house.

"Assalamualaikum Uncle." Iyan called Aryo.

Shortly thereafter, an answer was heard from within. "Wa'alaikum greetings." Aryo's voice replied.

Iyan smiled, slightly bowing politely.

"Come Yan." said Aryo looking out but did not find Melati.

"Sorry Uncle, Melati did not come back here, I'm sick, it's pretty bad like that." Iyan obviously understood what Aryo was thinking.

"Mbak Nur's? A fever?" ask Aryo again, she's worried.

"Not Uncle, but it seems his sadness makes him sick. I have trouble sleeping and not eating."

"Uncle, I want to talk seriously, it's about my relationship with Melati" Iyan said

"Tell me." Aryo confirmed his sitting position.

"I want to marry Melati as soon as Uncle, I can't keep Melati under these circumstances. I'm afraid Melati is also a victim of Arka egoism, like Mom. Arka would not give up, even worse at this time, she had already mastered the more terrifying black magic. And that's what he learned just to get Melati back." Iyan explained what he knew.

"But you're also in danger of imposing your will. Have you thought everything through carefully? It's not just Melati, but there will be many things that will make it difficult for you later, Arka is not alone Yan." Aryo looks worried, he himself is not sure if his nephew will be fine if left with Arka, but can not be selfish to sacrifice Iyan.

"I am ready to face Uncle Arka, I have long wanted to marry Melati, only to be hindered by this increasingly complicated situation. If Melati is my wife, I can take her away from Arka, maybe to my house or anywhere, with Mom." Iyan said very sure.

"Well, if that's what you want, I think you should get married. To keep my niece safe and not alone in dealing with all this." Aryo agrees.

"I want our marriage to be kept a secret, I'll bring Melati here to do a contract, because if she's home, Arka's going berserk."

"When are you going to marry my niece?" aryo asked in a firm voice.

"Lusa, I'll come with Melati. Uncle prepare the penghulu and witnesses, I've brought money to take care of our wedding needs. Although there aren't many Uncle's, I hope to help, and not reduce your blessing on me." Iyan took out an envelope filled with money, looking quite thick perhaps about three million.

"This money you just give to your mother-in-law later, about the needs here let me take care of it. You just prepare your needs, because uncle won't have time to take care of them." Aryo pushed the money from Iyan, returning it to the very earnest young man.

"Uncle hold it. It is not good to take the money that has been intended for the cost of marriage instead taken again." Iyan smiled broadly.

"Alright, let me give it to Ma'am Nur." Aryo.

"Then I leave Uncle, I have to go back to Melati's house, Adi is still there" Iyan said very politely.

"Please, and be careful." Aryo always reminded him.

"Thank you, assalamualaikum."

"Wa'alaikum greetings." replied Aryo.

Iyan went out, turned on his motorcycle and immediately went home to Melati as promised.

Not long after, just a few tens of minutes Iyan had arrived back at Melati's house.

"Mas!" jasmine's voice called out from behind her house, she had just burned the dry leaf litter.

"Why is it still outside, this is Maghrib Mel's already." Iyan took off the helmet and Melati immediately hugged her arm.

"Just finished cleaning up Mas, I've been cooking too." Melati smiled spoiled, she was so excited that Iyan would eat with her.

"Ah, pleased. I'm hungry." Iyan just looked at her with a friendly look, while Melati was struggling spoiled.