My love is with you My sister

S1 Terror from Tika

Faizal was shocked when he saw the contents of the envelope Mela gave him. It turns out that the contents are photos of her and Tika's friend long ago.

"Sister can be clear to me, sis, what's in the picture" said Mela.

Faizal looks confused, he wants to be honest but is afraid Mela is even angry at him. But, if not honest it might be even more dangerous.

"Mel, this has all been a long time since. He is my ex. We've been broken up a long time, and don't know why you got this old photo" Faizal said.

"But the photo looks like it was just yesterday" Mela said.

"Where there's new Mel, this is an old photo. Tapu kayaknya in a new make" said Faizal.

"Oh, maybe there's a similar fad I did" said Mela.

"Maybe there are those who do not like our closeness Mela. Think of it as an ordeal people want to marry" Faizal said.

"Yes, brother is right. Forget it, just think of it as something fun on me" said Mela.

Mela did not feel she had any more problems with the photo sent by the unknown person.

A few days later, there was also someone in the store who gave Mela another photo. But, it's not seeing. Mela directly threw it away.

Because Faizal is different, do not take any items sent by people who are not recognized. Mela did what Faizal said. He will throw every shipment from a stranger for him.

Feeling her efforts failed, Tika grew angry and hurt. He continued to look for ways to make Faizal and Mela separate.

Today, she called a flower ketoko. The one who raised his phone fit the person he was after.

Mela picked up the phone from Tika.

"Hallo, can I help you." said Mela.

"Can talk to Mela" said the voice across.

"It's my own mbak, there's something I can help" said Mela softly.

Surprised, what this woman is talking about. That's not a question that doesn't matter to him.

"What does this mean" said Mela.

"I'm just asking" Tika said.

"I don't have time to serve what's not important" Mela said as she hung up her phone.

He looks agitated when the phone is on the lid. Fitri watch out for Mela from behind.

"What's wrong, why does Mela look like a scared person" Fitri said.

"There's nothing Fit, just tired" said Mela trying to hide what happened.

"Well, just rest first. Maybe Mela needs calm" Fitri said.

Mela heard what Fitri said. He just wants to go home now. But he just left for home.

There was someone who could not see his face, throwing stones at his shop.

The stone, right about his favorite jasmine flower pot.

"Mbak." said Fitri.

Mela was speechless, she was very shocked by this thing that had just happened. Fitri approached her, took her to a chair and took her a glass of water.

"Drink first mbak, let me sort out the broken pot" said Fitri.

"That's my beloved pot Fit, the grandmother who gave it" said Mela while questioning.

"Patience yes mbak, there may be nosy as mbak" said Fitri menenagkan Mela.

Before you take care of the broken pot, Fitri calls Faizal. He told me what happened at the flower shop. And now Mela's condition is very sad because her beloved pot was destroyed.