Shaman Main
Enter through the back door

Iyan stopped stepping in, because Arka's shoes were on the doorstep, meaning she was still inside.

"Mas just go home, yes, rather than the same storm Arka, Maghrib again" said Iyan half whispered.

"Yes, we're through the back." Melati pulled Iyan's hand towards the back door.

"It's rude to go behind Mel." Iyan tried to resist, but Melati still took him in through the kitchen.

"Sit here, Mum." Melati loosened the chair at the simple dining table in her mother's kitchen.

Iyan was confused by the situation at Melati's house, he was happy to be in the kitchen with Melati, but also felt wrong because there was an Arka inside, he was happy, and they are like playing hide-and-seek aka hide-and-seek.

"Wake Mel's mother, it's not good to sleep in Maghrib time. Even if you are sick, it would be better to get up and lean if you can't sit." Iyan asks Melati to wake her mother.

"Yes, it's." Jasmine according after serving coffee for Iyan.

Iyan smiled sweetly hearing the 'yes' reply from Melati. The girl passed to her mother's room next to the kitchen.

"Mails?" adi's voice called, apparently at Arka's request.

"Yes." replied Melati from her room, a moment later she came out of Mom's room, straight into the living room.

"Who's inside?" arka asked in full search, Arka's ears are indeed very sharp when it comes to male voices, blind jealousy makes him able to hear even a man who is whispering.

"Mother Mas, Maghrib this way I have to wake up so as not to get dizzy in the head." replied Melati.

Arka did not like to hear Melati's answer, since close to Iyan the innocent girl became a lot of know about the things that are forbidden or allowed. Arka was furious when she heard it.

"I have to go home, I'll come back later." said Arka did not give up after a few hours waiting for Melati to clean the house.

"Please Mas, Uncle Adi will also stay here with Uncle Aryo soon to come. So it's more if Mas Arka wants to come later." Melati smiled sweetly, not to be outdone by the threat of Arka, even theatrical she was no longer guilty.

Arka snorted in annoyance, slightly glancing at Adi who looked relaxed and ordinary, it seemed like Melati was not lying. Arka comes out and chooses to go home, where maybe she will mingle with her Uncle Melati, especially Aryo.

But just a few steps Arka out of the house, he saw Iyan's motorcycle in front of the yard. Arka turned her head sharply, her eyes turned red again staring at the door of the house that was still slightly open.

"Darken!" he said a little screaming.

Adi and Melati looked at her, then opened the door wide and saw Arka.

Arka sees Melati and Adi alternating, then turns to Iyan's motorcycle.

"What's Arka?" ask Melati smooth.

"Iyan is inside?" tanya Arka stared intently at the two.

"Iyan will indeed come here, but along with Mas Aryo, because he was indeed picking up Kang Mas Aryo" Adi assured Arka.

Arka stared intently, full of probing, her chest rising up and down holding back the vexation.

"Can't believe?" tanya Adi grabbed the phone in her pants pocket. Without hesitation Adi contacted Aryo in front of Arka.

"Hello Mas? Hasn't the house arrived yet?" adi asked very clearly at Arka.

"Again to this mosque, soon if you want to talk." replied Aryo across the street.

Arka turned around and went straight from the courtyard of Melati's house, just a few steps away.

"Hehe." Adi laughed happily as he pressed his phone.

"You're lying too, I know that Iyan is already inside." Adi closed the door and headed for the kitchen.

Melati did not argue, it was true. Arriving in the kitchen he was increasingly fascinated with Iyan Rahendra. The young man had just come out of the bathroom with wet hair, hands and feet that his jeans had folded up to thirty centi, he had just finished ablution.

"Where is Mel?" Iyan looked left right not seeing the thing in his car.

"For a moment, sir." Jasmine went into her room to take the prayer mat in question. Two pieces for Adi.

"We pray in Yan's kitchen?" ask Adi to go into the bathroom.

"Clean In, anywhere origin not in the bathroom. What matters is his intention." Iyan immediately stood up to read the prayer intention afterwards. Do not wait for Adi because to march like a priest and a makmum not enough place.

Just a few minutes, Iyan was done, then alternated Adi, and Melati had prayed in her room.

"Have you prayed Mel?" tanya Iyan saw Melati coming out of her room with hair in neat pigtails.

"It's already." Melati approached Melati and prepared a plate for them to eat together.

"Help ya, you wake me up." Pinta Iyan again.

"Mother is asleep again after the Adhan." replied Melati resigned.

"Oh, yes, I have. Maybe he really can't sleep these few days." Iyan took the glass from the dish rack and put it on the dining table.

Melati approached Iyan and hugged her back a little, like a thief who was afraid of being caught.

"Why?" whispered Iyan in the hair-covered ear.

"It's okay, just kangen, aka miss." Melati smiled widely.

"Say you ask to kiss." Iyan whispered again, of course he was afraid to hear Adi who was solemnly praying in front of Ibu Nur's room.

"No, it's not." Melati pinched Iyan's stomach.

"It's okay?" ask Iyan again.

"Not resisting." replied Melati chuckling with Iyan.

"Propay for me, dear. Tomorrow we choose clothes for you, the day after tomorrow we will get married at Uncle Aryo's house. I talked to him earlier, and he agreed to marry us." Iyan explained the reason he went to Aryo's house.

"Lusa Mas?" Melati was surprised, not expecting that fast.

"Yes." Yeah." Iyan looked at Melati's face, afraid that the girl's surprise even made her stop getting married.

"What about Mom?" jasmine half whispered.

"After we get married, mom will be cured." Answer Iyan sure.

"Mas knows from man? I'm sad to get married without Dad and Mom." Melati felt worried again.

Iyan took another breath, it seemed like the mainstay weapon had to be issued frequently for Melati to feel confident in him.

"We will make Mother healed after marriage, Mother like that because Arka always adds to her champion. Not to mention the others that you don't know dear." Iyan brought her face closer, stroked Melati's cheeks and looked at her affectionately.

"But, are we supposed to talk to Mom?" Jasmine whines spoiled after being seduced by Iyan.

"We go to get married only for a while and then we go home, after which you are my responsibility" said Iyan sticking his nose on Melati's nose, although finally pushed by the girl, Iyan said, While Iyan was just giving false hope, the young man was just teasing her.