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Challenges

"There is no need to shout Mas Arka, you whisper in the heart only I can know." said Iyan again increasingly made Arka angry.

"You know what, huh?" Arka chuckled this time, happy to make Iyan angry.

"Everything, including your new science that misleads women" said Iyan can not also be seen Arka.

"Oh, you know what it looks like. Great right? You got scared. And it was so much fun for me." Arka laughed again.

"Is your body not heavy with the many jinn you keep in there? One thing just feels so troublesome. Today you control them, tomorrow they'll bring you friends, and tomorrow you'll be their slave."

"Omong empty! How can a subtle creature make me like a slave. Just tell me if you're persuading me to give up all my science. Then you'll live quietly with Melati? Don't dream!" Arka smiled cynically.

"Don't hate Mas Arka too much, everything that is excessive is not good. Hating the happiness of others means you hate the happiness of yourself. You make us unhappy, without realizing you're the one who's never happy."

"Sok wise! Though you were also cunning to take advantage of Melati's innocence." Arka grew furious but could not do anything, Iyan did not appear. He just looked back and forth in the darkness.

"Of course, and he liked it." a little laugh accompanied Iyan's speech.

"Get out my word! You coward." Arka screams for Iyan's whereabouts.

Aware of his behavior in vain, Arka closed her eyes for a moment, chanting a spell that either only she knew. The young man then moved his head to sharpen his ears and look for where Iyan's voice and movements came from.

A moment later Arka smiled sinisterly, her once straight hands now clenched tightly.

Bugh!

Arka managed to hit but slightly missed, only hitting Iyan's shoulder.

Iyan appeared and retreated a few steps from his position. The young man looked at Arka with a little caution.

Arka opened her eyes slowly. "Why didn't you hit me?" Arka looked down on it, thought Iyan was stupid but probing.

"I told you I'm not a coward. We will fight in the real world, open here Mas Arka. I'm waiting for your arrival after this, we'll finish everything manly."

"Cuih.. You think I'm not manly?" Arka spat and looked resentfully at Iyan Rahendra.

"Because the male will fight it out despite losing in the end, the pride of a chicken is higher than that of a man who likes to sneak in the dream realm."

"Bad! How dare you compare me to a chicken." Arka came forward and looked at Iyan, but missed.

"I wait for your arrival Arka Wijaya." said Iyan again with a cynical face.

"Less ajaaarrrrr!" arka shouted again when Iyan had gone missing in the darkness of the night.

Arka again cursed loudly, not accepting the taste with the attitude Iyan just. Arka also just found out if Iyan can enter the dream realm.

"Wait!" Arka remembered something.

"He!"

Arka increasingly gaping in disbelief, he only realized that the young man who often thwarted his plans through the subconscious was Iyan Rahendra.

"That means Iyan's been guarding Melati for a long time, only no one knows, no one's aware of it." Arka's getting angry.

This time he unleashed his power to destroy the place. He rampaged alone, unleashing all of his strength attacking in any direction

"I have to make a calculation with them." - annoyed Arka again with reddened eyes.

...***...

With regular breathing, Melati moves her hands left and right, feeling someone who has been there every time she has been awake for the past few months. His handsome face and gentle attitude made Melati not want to be far even for a moment.

Iyan opened his eyes that had been closed but not sleeping, looking back at the beautiful face of Melati in an embrace, the hand that moved freely hit Iyan's nose, he smiled thinly.

"Mell!" mom's voice woke up two people who woke up this morning.

"Mas not cramping?" tanya Melati still closed her eyes, it was certain that she also heard the voice of mother calling.

"Little." Iyan smiled sweetly stroking Melati's hair.

"I'm sorry, my mother." Jasmine raised her head so that Iyan could pull her hand that had become a pillow since a few hours ago.

"What's wrong, honey, I'm happy to share my breath with you." Iyan seduces his adorable looking wife upon waking up.

But there were voices outside as if they were talking.

"Who?" asked Iyan again looking at Melati's face.

"Mr Mas." replied Melati rounding her eyes.

"Astaghfirullah." Iyan immediately got out of bed, as if he was cursing himself because he woke up bad luck when he first met his father-in-law.

Melati chuckled watching her husband wake up in a hurry, put on his clothes and immediately came out to greet Melati's father.

Iyan headed straight for the living room, grabbing her father-in-law's hand politely.

"You're Mas Yanto's son, right?" asked Melati's father to look at Iyan's face.

"Yes sir, sorry Iyan did not pick up the father" said Iyan lowered his head in a position still standing.

"It's okay, you were ushered earlier." Melati's father pointed at the chair before him, it seemed like he wanted to chat.

Iyan also sat in the living room chair, a little wrong and was afraid if the sudden wedding was in question by Gutama, Melati's father.

"Father already knows about your marriage with Melati."

Iyan linked his hand, suddenly his fingertips felt cold and stiff.

"The father just felt disappointed, unable to marry his only child with his own hands" he continued.

Iyan raised his face, venturing into the face of his father-in-law. "Sorry Sir."

Silent

Gutama smiled widely, looking at Iyan who looked tense. "For what?" ask the man to Iyan.

"It's too bad to marry a father's son." Iyan replied again still look nervous.

Melati's father chuckled, he took a breath and then exhaled to the end.

"The father was not angry, just a little disappointed" he said later. "Aryo told me everything. I even thank you for visiting to look after Melati and your mother."

Iyan smiled a sigh of relief, had been tense nervous now it was better.

"Where's your wife?" ask his father-in-law again.

"Delati's in sir's room, she_"

"Again in the bathroom, again vomiting" explained Mother carrying a tray of coffee and bread.

"Vomiting Ma'am?" tanya Iyan was worried.

"Yes." replied Mom with a smile on her face.

"Sorry Sir." Iyan went to the back.

"We will have grandchildren." whispered the mother to Melati's father.

"Alhamdulillah." replied the old man with a big laugh.