A beautiful, young princess melati is in her room brushing her long jet black hair. With a hint of cinta in her eyes, she sighs. Tonight...was the perfect night. She thinks to herself. KNOCK KNOCK! Before melati answers, someone enters her bedroom. She looks into the mirror and sees her older brother, Ankith. "Ankith?" melati gets up from her soft cinta kursi and twirls around in a circle. "Oh brother, you're here!" Ankith hugs his sister Jasmine. "I missed anda so much!" she says. "I know. So did I." Suddenly, Ankith's smile turns into a frown. They both let go of their hug. "What is it Ankith?"...
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