Shaman Main
Messier

"Actually I heard it too, Bule, but Mas Iyan is ordinary." Melati seemed to think.

"Not only that, Bule tried to peek. He was chatting with someone Mel, but like not his friend because Arka looks angry at the man." continued Bule Tuti again.

"Who is Bule, what is his father?" tanya Melati thought more and more.

"Bule doesn't know, it's not clear because it's dark."

Melati just took a breath, she also did not know who, if it was a neighbor where maybe midnight was willing to come out just to talk to Arka.

"Yes, Bule wants to see your mother." Bule passed into Melati's house to see the situation of Ibu Nur.

Elsewhere, Arka had just woken up from her sleep. His renovated room is now back in disarray because Arka threw cigarette butts and used drinks in any place. No matter the mattress or table everything is the same, it is full of garbage.

Waking up with a dizzy head, blurry and confused vision. Arka threw her blanket on the floor, grabbing whatever she could hold in order to get up. Slightly hitting her own head, Arka opened her eyes wider. He stepped into the bathroom slowly and staggered.

A few minutes in there, Arka vomited all her stomach contents, only then washed her face and flushed her body with water without undressing first. He does whatever he wants.

Occasionally he screamed in the bathroom, venting his frustration to Iyan as well as Melati, or to himself.

"Carca!" the voice of the woman who was very familiar with Arka called up several times in front of the bathroom door.

Arka opened the bathroom door with her breath up and down.

"Yes, forgive Arka!" his mother shouted to see Arka wet his own body, but not a bath. His mother took a towel and gave it to Arka.

While Arka in the bathroom, the woman cleaned up Arka's room which was always a mess.

"Oh, my God, Arka! Why is it like this Mama's son." as soon as the woman lamented Arka's behavior.

The woman who always appeared fashionable and arrogant was dizzy seven roving face Arka's disappointment in her. Arka deliberately made him angry and tired, taking lots of drinks and all sorts at a neighboring stall, and all of that was recorded as debt.

"Your son sir!" she screamed again when her husband saw the state of her only child's room.

"You're wrong too, so you have to be patient with it. Had you contributed to what Melati asked at the time, they might have been married." once her husband regretted what his wife had done.

"But Arka didn't matter at that time, Mama thought everything was safe under control" replied the woman pursing her lips.

"Where what? If your child asks you to marry, marry him. Money is not how much you even play bargain and then ignored. Children do not know the direction even you let it go, you should be the one who encourages and supports!"

Arka's father who is a teacher is simpler, just busy making men who prefer to be called the father did not pay too much attention to Arka. And when everything happened, he regretted his wife's attitude that had always been right when talking, but it turned out to make him disappointed.

Messy.

Such were the words that were being written on the head of that fifty year old man. The only son of the hope of the family even became one such path. Drunk, lazy, not willing to work and behind him he knew if his son studied science to a shaman.

Arka came out of his room with a fresher face even though his eyes were red due to the rest of the influence of the drink last night.

"Sit down!" the man's order to Arka, today he deliberately did not go to work because he wanted to talk seriously with Arka.

Arka sat in a soft chair next to her father.

"You're getting fucked up Arka" said his father slowly, his old eyes looking at Arka.

Arka did not answer, once in a while the towel in her hand was rubbed back on Arka's head, her hair was still wet.

"Are you not ashamed at the age of almost thirty years even unemployed. Already drunk and playing science!" upset his father, shook his head and breathed so heavily.

"You disappointed? But according to Mr. Melati it's the one who is disappointed in you Arka." very slowly said his father. But making Arka directly look at his father's face.

"What does Father mean?" tanya Arka did not understand.

Arka's father named Pramono shook his head, how could Arka not understand. His wife really never gave advice about life to Arka.

"Your proposal is late, your work is unclear, how would Melati accept you as a husband? Women need clarity, not hope. If a relationship is only given hope, then the end will definitely be abandoned. Yes, this is proof." Pramono pointed at the table where they both looked.

"I've tried, but my cover letter has not been accepted" he replied, not to blame.

"Finding that job doesn't have to be in Arka's big office, building porters alone it's work. They have a status and a designation, building workers." explained Pak Pramono again.

"I don't want to be a coolie sir!" angry Arka with a face does not like.

"It's just like that." Mr. Pramono again shook his head, his wife's arrogant nature actually decreased 100 percent.

Arka did not want to care, her mind was still on Melati.

"You see Iyan his son Yanto, he works as a motorcycle sales dealer. He's a Diploma! He is not a poor man in this village either. But still want to work, and you believe that's what makes Melati decided to accept and marry him." explained Pak Pramono again.

"Sir, don't praise Iyan in front of me. I don't like it!" Arka moved from her seat with her eyes staring sharply.

"Astaghfirullah" said Mr. Pramono when Arka had gone back into his room.

He was really desperate, the big one all this time spoiling Arka. The result even makes the head turn.

Until the afternoon later, Melati had prepared in neat clothes. The promise to go to the market with Iyan made her dress up a little so that Iyan liked her even more.

Sure enough Iyan came with his big motorcycle, his handsome face smiled happily when he saw Melati open the door with a fluffy smile.

"Mas." said Melati grabbing Iyan's hand and peeping her back.

Iyan immediately hugged and kissed Melati's cheek, while walking towards their room.

"So I came out?" asked Melati while putting down Iyan's bag.

"Yes, but it's just nearby." Iyan replaced his shirt with a regular shirt.

"You want to rest first, Mommy?" ask Melati again.

"We just go right away, honey, afraid not to rest even tired." Iyan teases Melati.

Melati smiled widely, then they left for the market very friendly.

Not so far away, they did not take long to arrive at the market, both took off their helmets and walked in unison.

"You want to buy anything?" tanya Iyan put her arm around Melati's shoulder.

"Kitchen needs, of course, the same snacks so that Mas does not need to go out at night to buy it." Jasmine teased Iyan who also chuckled, making the two look very friendly.

From a distance someone accidentally saw them, his eyes looked sad as well as angry.

"I should be able to get Melati again, no matter what. If Aki can't help me anymore, I'll find someone else."