DEW PURITY

Big Plan

"Coffee!" said Dewun, while giving a cup of coffee to Rizal.

Rizal nodded slowly, then received the sweet coffee made by Dew. A smile on the lips of Dew. When Rizal sipped his coffee. Dew was happy to see his foster sister who was beside him. Although the relationship between the two is only a brotherhood without blood ties. Dewun and Rizal love each other with the boundaries that exist. The love that exists between brother and sister. Like Dew's curiosity about Rizal's taste in his sister Aira.

"Tell me your curiosity, don't just smile at me!" rizal said, when he felt a strange-looking Dew smile.

"If you understand, why not answer? Instead let me keep wondering about your honesty!" sahut Dew cold, Rizal chuckled at the words Dewun.

Dew and Rizal sit on the terrace of the magnificent house of Abra. For the next three days, Rizal will stay at the Abra family home. Rizal is now an important guest of Abra. Given there will be a big project with Rizal and Arya. The reason that made Rizal come hundreds of kilometers. Rafan and Hanna are out of the hospital. They just live in Nur's house. Dew does not prohibit, however Fahmi and Nur also have the right to care for his first grandchild? Stay Rizal, Abra and Dew under the same roof.

"Honey, why are you so curious to hear Rizal's confession? I think Rizal deserves to love Aira!" sahut Abra, while bringing his favorite cup of milk coffee. Abra walked out, Dewun and Rizal turned to Abra. While Abra immediately sat beside Dewun.

"I'm just asking, not blaming or banning!" said Cold Dew, Abra immediately fell silent. Rizal chuckles at Abra and Dew's quarrel full of intimacy. Rizal was happy to see the cold attitude of the warming Dew to Abra.

"Why are you even fighting?"

"You're the cause!" said the cynical Dew, Rizal nodded slowly. Abra shook his head weakly, he gave up on the attitude of Dew so steadfastly wanting to know Rizal's pent-up love story.

Rizal confirmed the words Dewun. Slowly Rizal put the coffee cup on the table. Rizal took a long breath. Not long after, Rizal looked down. Abra and Dewun were more astonished, seeing Rizal's unusual attitude. A great ustad, silent when asked about his love story.

"What do you want to know about my story?" said Rizal lirih, while looking at the Dewun. It looked as if the Dew had scrunched its forehead not understanding. Rizal's question made Dew curious. As if Rizal's love story to Aira holds many secrets.

"You mean?" sahut Dew is short, Rizal is down. His hands clasped each other. Rizal seems to be looking for confidence. Rizal was completely confused answering the simple question Dewun. Honesty is so easy to say, but Rizal is too afraid to answer.

"So don't want to know, why do I love Aira and keep this feeling for her? Even though I realized, I don't think it's possible to be together. Or you want to know, why I never told anyone? Including Abah and Umi, the parents who love me the most and hope I find a companion soon. But I foolishly kept this flavor to one name!"

"Rizal, why do I feel like you're so hard to say? Honestly, Rizal, I don't forbid your race to exist for Aira. I never doubted your racial sincerity for a little sister. One thing stuck in my mind. Since when did your race exist? Why did I never realize your race? Even above all the differences, why should Aira?" said Dewun, Rizal was silent. Abra patted the cool Dew hand.

Abra could see the anxiety of the Dew. An older brother who did not want to see his sister hurt, would be rejected from his other sister. Dew never imagined, if Rizal loves Aira. A woman who is not worth Rizal. By lineage, age and faith. There has never been a difference in the world. All are equal before HIM, only piety and faith make everyone different.

"Sister, I've been saving flavor for Aira since she was Junior High. I admired his faith, since the first time he was my disciple. Khumaira Nabila Ikhsani, the beautiful name that is stored in my heart. Since his first steps in the pesantren. Maybe it's wrong, but I've tried to bury it. I try to open my heart to many women. But this heart refused and continued to refuse. He is the only one in my heart!" rizal said, looking down. Abra was silent, he could feel the difficulty of Rizal. Difficulties that once made him desperate, to live with Dewun.

"Why didn't you tell Abah or Umi? If you're expecting Aira, at least they can treat Aira for you!" said Dewun, Rizal shook his head weakly.

"Why?" sahut Dewan do not understand.

"Mengkhitbah Aira, meaning to confine free birds in a golden cage of pesantren. Aira was a great woman with many noble ideals. His steps and good intentions, should not be stopped in the pesantren. Especially living together with me, a man who does not deserve to be her husband!"

"It's old!" sahut Abra, Rizal nodded slowly.

"Aira and I deserve to be nieces and nephews. Eight years of stored flavor for him. Not only did the twelve-year age difference between us disappear. Aira and I won't be together. He deserves a much better man than me!" said Rizal, Dewun and Abra were silent.

"Rizal, if Aira agrees to your proposal!" he said, but it stopped when Rizal shook his head slowly.

"He will not agree with my proposal, for I will never ask for it. I said it to you on purpose. Not with the intention of beating Aira. Ever since I admired him, then loved him and now love him. I never expected there to be a union between us. Only Aira's happiness is in my prayers. He deserves to find his best priest!"

"You're selfish Rizal, your love is haughty!" sahut Dewun, Rizal immediately turned to not understand.

"Maybe your heart is able to keep the taste and name of Aira forever in your heart. But have you ever thought, if the hearts of Abah and Umi are not as strong as yours? They want a daughter-in-law who can take care of her son. Your race is arrogant, not sincere. For sincere love will never torment the heart that chooses. Your heart has the right to say it, to be accepted or rejected. At least your heart sounds. You are arrogant Rizal, you haughtily denigrate yourself!"

"Sister Dew!" rizal said in disbelief.

"Tell Aira of your race. Prove to the world, the happiness and pain of love is beautifully colorful. Even if you go home with rejection, at least your sincerity is after honesty. If you find it hard to say it, let me tell Aira and Papa Arya. It's time I became a good sister!"

"But, I'm afraid Aira is depressed and forced to accept me!"

"That's the reason I forced you to tell Aira. Proof of your concern for Aira's happiness. The beginning of the understanding of a priest who loved his meaning very much. Aira will never have to accept you anyway. Only His decree makes your race avenged or rejected. Fight Aira in the third of your night like the last eight years. The rest I take care of!"