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?" Ankith sighs and sits down on the princess' bed. melati accompanies him. "I-I...when I was walking back to the palace, I saw you." Me? What did he see? "In the marketplace with some man." Sinbad. The princess is silent. "Jasmine," Ankith stands up and crosses his arms over his chest. "Who was he?" melati was planning to say: He's father's attendant. But that would only lead to questioning the King. "I...he's..." melati sighs. "His name is Sinbad. He is my-" Ankith widens his eyes. "No. He-he can't be." It's like the prince knew what melati was thinking. "He is your boyfriend?" The princess frowns. "I'm sorry." she says. "Jasmine, you're supposed to marry in a week." A week?! melati immediately stands up. "In a week?! But, I'm in cinta with someone else!" Ankith shakes his head. "You are getting married to Prince Ali! No excuses!"

The selanjutnya night, melati is gloomy and upset. She can't stand it that her father has chosen someone for her to marry! She was already in cinta and she couldn't let that go. Rajah comes up to her near the beautiful fountain. The princess tears apart a sunflower. "He loves me. He loves me not. He loves me. He loves me not." The last petal on the sunflower is left. "He loves me." she says. melati drops the stem into a small pile of stems from plucked flowers. "Hello beautiful." The princess turns around only to see her one true love, Sinbad. "Sinbad!" melati runs into his arms. They share a quick kiss. "I'm sorry I'm late. I had some...uh...things to take care of." He says. melati giggles like a little girl. "I forgive you." Quickly coming up with an idea, Sinbad smirks. "May I have this dance?" He bows to the princess. "I'd be honored." Sinbad and melati start dancing in the middle of the bunga garden. The bearded sailor dips the princess. melati smiles warmly. "I never knew anda were a great dancer." she states. "Well I am." Sinbad and melati ciuman as the princess is still dipped and held on oleh Sinbad.