Shaman Main
Not a plain man

"Sneaking a night, Uncle?" Melati spoke to Adi after dinner.

"We have to go home, but maybe after a little night. If you want to sleep first please, later the door will be uncle key from the outside." Adi told Melati.

"Are you tired?" Iyan clasped Melati's hand.

"No Mas, I don't know why I feel uncomfortable in this house." Melati looked around the room.

"Just a feeling." Iyan calmed Melati, even though she knew what Melati felt was true. Moreover, in Mother's room, the aura was dark and stuffy. Even though the window is quite large if it is only related to the air cycle. Not to mention the house made of wood frame the roof is often creaking like a moving large frame, as if someone stepped on and walked up there.

Iyan chose to pretend not to know, actually he saw that there was indeed someone sitting on the ceiling of the house Melati, a large creature deliberately waiting there. occasionally changing position if the Maghrib and midnight result in the movement of the ceiling frame without being seen by ordinary eyes. Not to mention outside the house, water sprinkled Arka, instilled the legs of subtle creatures to watch over the house Melati, persuading and bringing its inhabitants to the request of the person who told him. Suppose a fight or anything else, and what can be influenced by them is Mother.

"I'm out for a second." Adi went first.

"Where are you going?" Iyan asked his best friend.

"Buy a snack." replied Adi passed.

"Pillages are getting fatter, just eating already looking for a snack." Iyan laughs at Adi, even though he is not heard by her.

Melati did not respond, her beautiful face still looked worried.

Iyan turned to his lover, he understood very well Melati was confused by the situation.

"Just stay tomorrow, the day after we're together." Iyan embraced Melati, stroking her shoulders.

"Just sad, my life is like this. I know mom's sick is weird." Melati looked at Iyan.

"Yes, just believe it will be healed, we must try and pray." Iyan brushed Melati's hair, staring at the beautiful, white and delicate face that was very close. Everything looks perfect in Iyan's eyes.

"Mas Iyan is so handsome." Melati praised her lover with sincere eyes, her eyeballs tracing every curve of Iyan Rahendra's face.

Iyan smiled sweetly full of love, the young man was very happy to hear Melati's praise.

"You're also very beautiful, I've wanted to have you for a long time. And now that we're gonna be together, I'm really happy." Iyan fused their brows, enjoying the fragrance of Jasmine's breath.

"Thank you Mas." whispered Melati slowly raised her face, peeking Iyan softly.

As a normal man he was lured with warm and smooth kisses jasmine. Iyan hugged her tightly and replied to her more warmly. Naturally Melati's red lips were targeted by the young man this time. It turns out that Iyan is not a man who is innocent or does not know about kissing, instead he is very adept at making jasmine unfailingly, ravaged his heart, running his blood stream.

Her tongue gently touched slowly, her lips gently tucked so deliciously. Melati clasped the shirt on Iyan's chest firmly, it felt like she wanted to fall limp in Iyan Rahendra's arms, but it was a pity to have to close her eyes when what she always wanted was now they were doing.

The young man's gaze was very gentle, his touch was slow to pamper, Melati liked it very much. Similarly, Iyan was not in a hurry, everything was slow and gentle, enjoying every movement of his lips blending warmly drifting Melati.

Iyan let go of her kiss slowly, letting Melati endure the erratic turmoil in her chest, regulating her breathing until it returned to normal.

Melati hugged Iyan back, hiding her pretty face on the young man's chest, enjoying the rest of the touch that was just a little but making her soar sky-high. Melati always wanted it, only Iyan always held back from happening more than just hugging Melati.

Iyan kissed the head of a beautiful girl in his arms, of course his chest was also rumbling violently. The beautiful jasmine made her want to spend until morning, but she would never do, for the legitimate words were just waiting a little longer.

"What?" replied Iyan gently, stroking Melati's hair.

"Tomorrow to work or not?" Jasmine looked up this time, her breathing began to normalize regularly.

Iyan also lowered his head, his eyes radiating great love. "If Melati is tired just rest, let me work." Iyan stroked Melati's cheek.

Jasmine enjoyed it, leaned back and sucked a breath of Iyan on her face.

"At the end of the day we have to go to Uncle Aryo's house. Better at home, huh?" say Iyan again.

Melati.

Iyan was delighted to see the girl obediently, nodding obediently like a wife of his dreams. Of course it will be realized the day after tomorrow, Iyan just hope everything goes well.

"Sleep early, I'll chat in front with your Uncle." Iyan stroked Melati's hair.

"Yes, it's." Melati let go of her embrace, moving from the dining table towards her room.

Iyan looked at her until the door curtain fell silent again, letting Melati rest in peace.

While at the house of Arka, the young man was sitting cross-legged on his bed. His eyes were closed with his hands clenched in front of his chest. He seemed to be fully concentrated, he was contacting someone through his inner eyes, trying to communicate with Ki Juno with his new knowledge some time in his hands by studying and practicing until the morning.

In that dark place, Arka and Ki Juno met, they faced each other with serious faces.

"You only have until tomorrow night Arka!" said the old man with a tense face.

"What I have to do Ki, it feels like all my studies and champions have been used all, but Melati has not changed" said Arka was confused.

"He was with the son of the exiled shaman, of course he was safe with the genie who also took care of him" said Aki Juno turned to Arka.

"That means I have to get out of here." Arka stared intently at Aki Juno.

Aki Juno threw away her gaze, she seemed to be thinking of something.

"Ki!" Arka asked for an opinion.

"That's hard Arka!" the answer was to turn to Arka.

"Why Ki, haven't you lowered your mainstay studies on me?" Arka approached the old Aki.

"Dimas Mahendra won't just shut up, he'll stand up for his son." Aki Juno looked down miserably.

"You know him?" Arka's getting curious.

Aki Juno took a deep breath, then turned face to face with Arka.

"Mother Iyan Rahendra is the woman I love, just like you love Melati. The difference I took until the woman killed herself for not being able to hold back the feeling of love I created through my flagship pellet. Her heart was split in two, partly realizing that she was the wife of Dimas Mahendra, some of whom rebelled wanting to be with me."