DEW PURITY

Long Night

"Sir Arya, what are you doing outside? Why don't you go inside?" said Fitri, Arya stared fixedly Fitri. Looking at the two eyes of Fitri, Arya realized how tired Fitri was at this time.

"I'm waiting for you, we go home now!"

"Where to? I have to keep an eye on the Dew!" fitri said, Arya shook her head weakly.

"This hospital is so big, there are a lot of doctors watching over Dew. You also need rest. Tomorrow morning we're back here?" arya said firmly, Fitri nodded his ass. Although in his heart Fitri is confused with Arya's request. But as a wife, Fitri must follow the words of Arya.

"Just calm down, I've asked Faith to keep an eye on the Dew. After all Abra will keep the Dew for 24 hours. Your work is done, now you need rest. Don't do anything until tomorrow morning!" arya said, Fitri was silent without acknowledging the words of Arya.

Fitri is personally active, but it was before she got to know Arya. Now the status is different, said Arya everything for Fitri. Without saying much, Fitri sat right next to Arya. All Fitri's stuff is still in Arya's car. He had not yet taken it out or dismantled it. Because Arya has not had time to bring Fitri home. Arya and Fitri immediately came to the hospital as soon as she reached the city. They only focus on the health of the Dew.

"He's so tired!" inner Arya, when she saw Fitri asleep in the car.

Arya drove her car slowly. He did not want to disturb Fitri's sleep. After all, the road is a little quiet, there is no need for Arya to drive at high speed. The distance from the hospital to Arya's house is not too far away. But using a car at a slow speed, it will take approximately fifteen minutes. At exactly 00.00 WIB, they arrived at Arya's house.

"Mr Aryan!" greet Mirna, ART at Arya's house.

"Take the bag in the trunk, take it to the master room. I'll carry him!" arya said softly, Mirna nodded in agreement.

Arya slowly lifted Fitri's body. Arya couldn't have woken Fitri. It seems clear Fitri looks tired and lack of sleep. Long walk plus sudden surgery. It clearly drained his energy and mind. Arya admires Fitri's hard work. But as a husband, he did not want to see his wife tired and sick. He has the responsibility of guarding and protecting Fitri.

"Mr Arya, dinner's ready!" mirna said softly, Arya shook her head weakly.

"He's asleep, I can't wake him. You just put in the food or if you have no one to eat. You can eat it!" arya said softly, Mirna nodded then walked out of Arya's room.

"Wait Mirna!"

"Yes sir!"

"Please make me bitter coffee!" arya said, Mirna nodded then walked quickly towards the kitchen.

Arya went into the bathroom. He felt his body stifling. Arya needs freshness, a warm bath will make her body feel comfortable. Arya used to shower at night. From a young age he was used to working late into the night. Therefore he will feel comfortable after bathing and drinking a cup of bitter coffee.

"Excuse me Mr. Arya, this is the bitter coffee you requested!" mirna said softly, Mirna was afraid to wake Fitri who was sleeping fast.

Arya looked over while nodding slowly. Mirna put Arya's ordered coffee on the table not far from the bed. Arya just came out of the bathroom. When Mirna came to bring me a cup of coffee. Arya's hair was still wet. At the age of forty, Arya looked young and still very handsome. He really looks charming with his charm. Good looks in youth are not lost in time.

"Sister, I'm sorry I overslept!" said Fitri lirih, Arya looked up to look at Fitri. He saw Fitri already sitting on the edge of the bed. Arya was astonished to see Fitri who suddenly woke up. He was very careful and did it very slowly. Fitri was still awake

Almost half an hour more Arya focused on her laptop screen. Ever since Dew got sick, Arya just left her company? Tonight Arya took the time to check all the work. Because tomorrow morning, he'll be in the hospital. Arya wants to accompany you. If possible Arya wants to see her first grandchild. The baby son of his family.

"Sorry, because of me you woke up!"

"I'm wrong, you're awake, and I'm asleep!" said Fitri lirih, then stood up to Arya.

Fitri sat right beside Arya, she leaned her head on Arya's shoulder. Fitri closed both her beautiful eyes. Feel the warmth flowing in his blood. Fitri found a peace that he could not express. Only his deepest heart began to knock on Arya's whereabouts beside him. Why does Fitri feel so comfortable? The passion in his blood peaked, a hot tremor that began to overwhelm his heart and mind. Fitri clasped tightly onto Arya's hand, hoping to find calm. Eliminating for a moment the full lust of napsu in his mind.

"Sister!"

"Hmmm!" arya said, while holding back the anger that began to master it. The fragrance of Fitri's hair, stirred Arya's deepest heart. Hope to channel and find his true love.

"Why did my sister avoid me? Is your sister sorry to marry me?"

"Why talk like that? Who said I was avoiding you?" said Arya did not understand, Fitri grasped tightly Arya's hand. Then pull her hand, kiss Arya's soft hand. Husband who will take a step towards happiness.

"If you don't avoid, why would you let me sleep alone? While the brother chose to stand guard and sit on the sofa!" Fitri said softly, then slept on Arya's lap.

Arya was surprised to see Fitri's bold attitude. But honestly in Arya's heart, there was a warm feeling that began to feel. Arya felt comfortable being next to Fitri. Though the love was not yet real in his heart. Fitri sleeps on Arya's lap, without feeling ashamed of having humbled herself. Fitri placed Arya's hand right over her chest. Sontak Arya was surprised, Arya's desire was growing. His blood was flowing more and more hot. Fitri arouses the passion of Arya who has been detained by Arya.

"Fitri, go to sleep now. You must be so tired!" arya said, Fitri shook his head weakly in Arya's call. Fitri's headband, further awakened the passion of love in Arya's heart.

"Sister, we're legal husband and wife. I feel like big brother is not an innocent man who doesn't understand my inner voice. My brave attitude can already tell me what I want. I just want to be around you, not sleep away from you!" said Fitri, while staring at the face of Arya from below. Arya immediately lowered her head, two eyeballs of Fitri hypnotizing Arya.

"Fitri, you don't love me yet. Too soon you give up your precious crown. I'm an ordinary man, I can be quite happy with your attitude!"

"Then, what's wrong with all that? I'm your legal wife, every inch of my body is yours. Only you have the right to touch me. No man deserves my crown. You're my husband, the future father of my sons!"

"Fitri, should you do all this. You're a woman, don't you want to ask for all this!"

"Sister, I will be more ashamed and sinful. When as a wife I do not do my duty. I have nothing to be ashamed of or inferior. When I had to ask for my rights first. For the duty as a wife is far more important and noble. But I won't force you to do all that. I'm just offering, all the decisions are with big brother!"

"You don't mind me doing it just because of a napkin!" said Arya, while looking at two beautiful eyes Fitri.

"Capsumu the way of heaven and my price. I don't mind, if my body was just an impingement on your momentary napkin. As long as you don't insult my pride, by being comfortable with another woman!" fitri said firmly, then rose from his sleep.

Fitri removed the veil that had been covering her face. A pure white face without blemish, clearly visible in Arya's gaze. Fitri pulls Arya's hand, leading Arya to touch every inch of her white, clean face. Natural beauty is covered in a veil and only Arya can enjoy it. Fitri continues to lead Arya to remove her long hijab strap. Arya just fell silent, desire took hold of her heart. There was no rejection, even Arya felt comfortable with the bold attitude of Fitri. Arya takes off the hair tie that perfectly shortens Fitri's long hair. Arya gently caressed Fitri's cheek, Fitri's warm breath touching the tip of Arya's hand.

"Touch me brother, let me be the perfect wife for you. Help me smell heaven by being the perfect woman in your life. Have me completely, caress me with the loveless passion you say!"

"You're sure!"

"It takes no confidence to fulfill a duty as a wife!" said Fitri, then stick his forehead with Arya's forehead. Fitri's hand cupped Arya's face, her second breath hunting. Desire prevails in the mind and heart. The heat vibration feels burning the body. Arya held onto Fitri's body so tightly. The two begin to dissolve in love.

"I'm sorry Fitri and let me have you!"

"Do brother, I want you. Your happiness is the great reward I miss!" fitri said, Arya carried Fitri's body onto the bed.

"I want you!" whispered Arya friendly and warm, Fitri nodded while closing her eyes.

"Bismillahirohmannirohim!" batin Fitri, while tightly grasping the end of the game.