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"I'll marry Melati." Fabian's words are heard by the man who will be betrothed to Melati.

"Can't! She should marry me. His uncle owed a lot and he could not pay off his debt. Instead, the girl should marry me" said a man wearing a mustache and a hat. He also wears a cane to support his body which cannot walk upright.

"Uncle, is it true what he said?" Uncle Melati nodded. Melati was disappointed when she found out her uncle was selling her. "It's my uncle's work" said Melati, shedding tears. His heart was broken when he learned of his uncle's plan to marry him to such an old man.

"How much money did he borrow from you? I'll pay it off" Fabian said.

"Sir, no! I don't want to owe it to you" Melati refused.

"So you'd rather marry that aki-aki?" asked Fabian while pointing towards the man with the mustache. Melati.

Fabian looked towards the man earlier. "Say! How much money do I have to spend to pay off his uncle's debt?" ask Fabian.

"Eighty million" he answered.

"Look, actually I only owe forty million to buy some of the rice fields that I manage, but he made me pay double," said uncle Melati.

Fabian smiled cynically. "You want to deal with my lawyer. I can throw a loan shark into prison just by snapping my finger" Fabian said arrogantly.

"Don't be arrogant! Better show me what you've said. Pay off the debt and I'll go" replied the loan shark.

"Well, I'll transfer the amount of money you're asking into your account" Fabian said. He was also ready to press the account number to be sent money.

"Ah, I don't wear that. Give me some cash!"

"Okay, but it took me a long time to cash out that money. Moreover, the trip from here to my city took three hours. I want time!"

"Well, I'll wait till tonight. If I get here there's nothing I can take home, then I'll still marry him." Show the man to Melati.

After that, the man who works as a loan shark went from uncle Melati's house. "Sir, thank you for helping me. But you don't have to spend money. I'll go far away from here." Melati glanced at her uncle. He was still disappointed with the man.

"Where are you going to run? What if he can find you? Then what will be the fate of your uncles and aunts if I don't pay off their debts. While you are made a guarantee even run away."

Melati permeated Fabian's speech. What he's talking about has a point, too. "I don't know what to do to avoid him."

"It's all uncle's fault. If uncle didn't owe the man, it wouldn't be like this." Uncle Melati felt guilty for his nephew.

"Pardon your uncle, son!" pinta aunty Melati.

"You guys take it easy I'll contact my subordinates to send money here" Fabian said. He went out of the house to look for a signal.

"Hallo" answered the Imam.

"Finally connected too, Mam," replied Fabian.

"What's up, Boss? Why don't you leave today without notifying?" cecar Imam while nagging his superiors.

"I'm fighting for a wife, Mam" Fabian replied jokingly.

"Huh? Meaning how?" the priest did not understand.

"You sent me some money I asked for. I have to pay off Uncle Melati's debt so he's free of the loan shark."

"Send it through the account" replied the lazy Imam.

"Very troublesome," the Imam grumbled but still he did.

After finishing calling the Priest, Fabian approached towards Melati and the others. "I have to tell you what Fabian is. Forgive me for being wrong" said Uncle Melati.

"Don't apologize to me. Did you apologize to Melati?" Uncle Melati shook her head.

"Pardon uncle. Because your uncle almost got married to those aki-aki."

"Yes, Uncle. I forgive uncle" replied Melati.

"Son, please drink." Aunt Melati served Fabian a drink and some snacks.

"Uncle, may I marry Melati if this matter is over? I promise to make him happy" Fabian said, asking for permission.

Melati is shocked to hear Fabian for the second time convey the desire to marry her. 'Is this a dream?' inner Jasmine.

"Uncle allowed you to marry him. But what about Melati?" ask Uncle Melati.

Melati downcast embarrassed. How could he reject a man as handsome and as rich as Fabian. Melati also likes it. Despite his status as a widower but all this time he was very good at Melati.

"I'm willing, Uncle," Melati replied with a bow.

Fabian smiled happily. Apparently his feelings were reciprocated by Melati. "Alright, we wait for the money to be sent by the Imam. Only then will I marry you" Fabian said. Melati nodded in understanding.

In less than four hours the Imam came to the village of Melati. "Can it be any further than this?" ledek Priest.

"Don't grumble! Where's the money I asked for?" Fabian raised his hand. The priest handed him a suitcase of eighty million at Fabian's request.

Then the priest whispered something to Fabian. Fabian nodded in understanding. By the time the time came, the Rentenir was back at Uncle Melati's house.

"Where's the money I asked for?" ask the Rentenir.

Fabian held up the suitcase containing the money. When the loan shark wanted to retrieve it, Fabian gave the Imam the code. The priest called the police in hiding.

"Lift hands!" the police shouted while holding a firearm.

"What's this, sir?" ask the Rentenir.

Fabian smiled cynically. "Capture him, sir! He tried to blackmail the family. He multiplies his debt without a contract. Put him on fraud charges!" fabian's Order to the Priest. The imam moved and helped the police capture the loan shark.

"Let go! Release me!" shouted the loan shark as it tried to rebel.

Melati and the rest of her family were relieved. Finally they are not burdened with loan shark problems.

"I will pay your debt to him but only forty million. He will be asked as a witness in court. My subordinates will take care of it" Fabian said.

"Thank you very much, son. What can we do for you?" ask Uncle Fabian.

"Uncle just needs to be your niece's marriage guardian" Fabian said. Melati's face instantly blushed red. Finally his dream of having a husband like Fabian can be realized.

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Sometimes happiness comes unexpectedly. As long as we are always confident and believe that every good we do will bear sweet fruit. On the contrary, the crimes we commit will reap the punishment that is in proportion to what we have done.