DEW PURITY

Candour

"Grow!" Sapa Fahmi, with my eyes, Dewun turned.

It looked like the handsome young man was standing straight beside him. Good looks Fahmi eleven twelve with Abra. He's a friend who's always there in times of trouble and pleasure Abra. Fahmi witnesses Abra's life journey. In every complaint of Abra, Fahmi the first figure to be a shield. If there were tears dripping from Abra's eyes. Fahmi was the first to wipe away those tears.

"Sir Fahmi!" Sahut Dew friendly, Fahmi blink both eyes.

The figure of the woman who once made him amazed. She is now the most precious woman in the life of her best friend. The woman who was able to tear down the high walls of arrogance in Abra's heart. Clear drops of love that begin to cool Abra's arid soul. A cooling dew in the heat of Abra's life. A near-perfect woman, a figure that makes her best friend weak and warm. Fahmi buried away his admiration. To turn it into a sincere sense of brotherhood.

"Call me Fahmi, like you called Abra!" Said Fahmi, Dewun shook his head while looking down.

Fahmi stared at the Dew sharply. Subject the head of Dewun, become a question that will not be easy to find the answer. Fahmi was surprised when Dewun did not treat himself as Abra. Even Fahmi caught no guilt from Dewun's face. But Fahmi did not want to assume. He wanted to hear an explanation from the lips of Dewun. The reason for the guilt that made Dew bow his head.

"Why? Me and Abra are the same age. I should have called you madam. Because you're the wife of my boss!"

"I'm much younger than you. I don't deserve to call you names. If it's a status issue, it's when I become Abra's legal wife. In fact, I didn't expect to call him that!"

"If you feel you don't deserve to call me by name. Why do you always call Abra by name? Your inappropriate attitude is a form of affection or a rejection!" Said Fahmi coldly, Dew lowered his head and then a glimpse of the Dew head.

"Then!" Fahmi said coldly, as if he did not accept the inappropriate attitude of Dewun. Abra may be silent, but Fahmi won't take Dew's attitude for granted. There must be a clear reason. So that he can accept the dew attitude.

"Did you know, Fahmi? Ever since I first knew her, there was never any respect for her. At night he asked me to come, and then come home without caring about me. Since then, I have been angry with him. When I looked at her hug and kiss the woman. My heart was disgusted by his inappropriate attitude. All my memories with him, just left me feeling angry. Until I forget about his manners!"

"But he's your husband? You are ready to be his wife. Doesn't your faith not allow you to behave inappropriately. For the husband of heaven is a wife!"

"Pak Fahmi, if you were in my position. Maybe you understand the turmoil of my heart. My anger at him is real, my discomfort is obvious I think. Even though he became my husband, even after everything that happened between us. My heart still hesitates to accept it, perhaps my cold attitude towards her. It's just a way, so he hates me!" Dew said softly, Fahmi turned his head.

Fahmi's eyes were perfectly rounded. There's a sense of disbelief, Dew says all that. Fahmi felt disbelief, a well mannered woman like Dew. Being able to think that far, even forgetting the faith he held was strong. Fahmi is completely in disbelief, Dewun expects a separation from a marriage that has not even been recorded. The sky collapsed right in his head. When Dewant loudly refused marriage with a man as great as Abra.

"Why do you think that?"

"Because Abra first betrayed my sincerity!" As the Dew grew louder, Fahmi shook his head in disbelief.

"I don't understand!" Fahmi said, Dew shed tears. Then with trembling hands, Dew gave her cell phone.

Fahmi was silent on receiving the Dew's phone. His feelings were mixed, he did not understand the meaning of Dewun. In the confusion, Fahmi receives Dewun's phone. His two eyes were perfectly rounded. When he saw the contents of the mobile phone Dewun. Fahmi immediately returned it to Dewun.

"I don't need proof!"

"But you believe all that!" Said Fahmi, Dew mute while looking straight ahead. His gesture confirmed Fahmi's words.

"Grab, Abra loves you so much. He did everything for you. If all the videos were true. That's not Abra now. Abra thinks only of you. He doesn't care about anyone else. Abra driving a tub loses her mind. When he heard Abah was in the hospital. Abra doesn't care about the loss. He canceled all meetings just to keep you company. Abra is worried about you being alone, but you're thinking no-no!"

"Must I shut up when I see all this. He's my husband, but his hands are holding another woman. Wrong my anger, when I remember his hand not only touched me. Yet many other bodies had already been touched!" Said Dew loudly, Fahmi was silent. Now he realized, the anger of Dew deserved. Everything Abra has ever done, won't be easily erased.

"You're jealous!" Said Fahmi, Dew turned his head with a sharp look.

"Jealousy, I don't know what my anger and discomfort means to her? One thing is for sure, he scares me. I'm afraid I'm currently feeling his happiness next to him. But tomorrow I'm crying because of her!" Said Dew while sobbing.

"Grow, Abra loves you so much!"

"If she loves me, where is Abra when I cry scared to see you sick? If she loves me, where is Abra when I need her hand? Abra's not there, she's far from my sight. Me alone, only HE the owner of my life holds me!" Said a Dew of emotion, Fahmi kept silent while nodding. Dew's words were not wrong, Abra was very far away from him. He's hundreds of kilometers from the Dew.

"Grow!" Abra said, Dewun turned towards Abra.

With a firm step, Dew moved away from Abra. He didn't want to see Abra's face. Dew was disappointed, very disappointed in Abra. Disappointment that starts with a sense of need. The beginning of a love that is not realized by Dewun.

"Grow!" Abra said while holding Dewun's hand.

"Let go!" Said a cold Dew, while staring with disappointment. Two beautiful eyes Dew sembab. I don't know how many tears. All forms of love Dewun the figure of Abra.

"Let'soo!" Shouted the Dew, as Abra pulled his body. Abra clutched the Dew tightly, sticking the Dew's head right on his chest. Dew thrashed, but Abra held Dew's body very firmly. Until finally Dewun lost and resigned in the decapitation of Abra.

"Get angry, if you have to hate me. If all that could erase your disappointment. I am like a paper that is no longer white. Lots of black scribbles in my life sheet. What do you know? Maybe just a fingernail off my ugliness. But believe me, I did it long before I knew you. Sorry, if you are not the only woman in the life of an Abra Achmad Abimata. But I can assure you, you are the last woman in the life of an Abra. Dew, hear my heartbeat. That crack seems to kill me. I was worried and scared to think of your tears. But what my day, hundreds of kilometers became our distance back then. Dear Dew, there will be no word of my anger on you for all your rude behavior. But never stay away from me, because my breath is with you!" Abra said while holding tightly to the Dewun.

"Let go!"

"Dear, do you believe it or not? Right now only your name is in my life!" Sahut Abra, the Dew is silent in the decapitation of Abra.

"Abra loves Dewun so much. He looks different, until I don't believe him. The man who spoke, the haughty Abra Achmad Abimata. Conquerors of hearts that are now subdued in the pure and pure love of a village girl!" Fahmi's mind doesn't believe it.