DEW PURITY

Ibrahim Dwi Abimata

"Grow Khafifah Fauziah!"

"Ibra!" Sahut Dewun, looking to the side. A voice he was familiar with, was heard greeting from the left side.

The dew instantly stopped his footsteps. With a look of disbelief, Dewun saw Ibra already standing right on his left side. A friend who is now a sister-in-law. Brother continued Abra, Haykal's second son. One of the heirs to the Abimata family fortune other than Abra. The man who once loudly expressed the word love to Dewun. Sincerity that should leave bitterness in Ibra's life. Because of a rejection of a feeling that Dewun never wanted in his life.

"How's sister-in-law doing?"

"What are you doing here?" Said the Dew in wonder, Ibra smiled.

Dew saw Ibra carrying a slightly large backpack. I don't know what's in the bag? Whatever it was, there was clearly a reason Ibra came to the village. The distance traveled is quite far and difficult. Without asking, Dewun can guess the arrival of Ibra is not without reason.

"You haven't answered my question!"

"Thank God I'm fine!" Dew said, Ibra nodded slowly.

"I came as a supervisor, there will be a factory renovation. The project will start in a week!"

"Then!"

"What?" Sahut Ibra doesn't understand.

"The factory is far below. Then why are you at school? Have you forgotten the road to the factory? Or there's another reason behind your backpack!" Dew bluntly said, Ibra was silent while staring fixedly at the Dew. Dew sensitivity makes Ibra speechless. There's a slightly disturbing sense of Ibra. The taste that Ibra had begun to bury. But without warning, the feeling began to grow.

"Your senses never change!" Ibra said, Dew sighed.

The dews leave Ibra. Questions that do not find answers, make Dew jengah. Without any more waiting for Ibra, Dew walked towards the teacher's room. The dew felt irritated, waiting for clarity from a simple question. Ibra immediately ran, chasing the Dew's wide stride.

"All right, I'll talk!" Shouted Ibra while chasing the Dew. There is no excuse, Dewan keeps stepping away from Ibra. Dew no longer cares about Ibra's answer.

"Grow!"

"What else is Abraham?" Dew was upset, Ibra smiled. He was standing right beside the Dew. Ibra placed the backpack she was carrying right in front of the Dew.

"Why?" As the Dew was cynical, Ibra turned towards her bag. Ibra's eye sign, as if to ask Ibra to open the bag.

"No, it's yours. Open it yourself, if you don't like it. Never open it!"

"The same flower!" Ibra Sahut cold.

"Then, why do you still ask?" Dew

"I came specifically, to give this to you. Being a watchdog is just an excuse, so that I can come to the village where you grew up!" Ibra said, then opened the bag he was holding.

Dew peeked at the contents of the bag Ibra was carrying. There are several reading books, writing books and writing tools. The dew scrunched his forehead did not understand. Although he knew the generous Ibra personally. Dewun saw a different figure from her husband Abra. The cold hand of Abra in the business world, there is no doubt. Instead of Ibra's warm hands, there is no question. Both have abilities in different worlds and ways.

"I purposely collected all this. I saw this school fundraiser. This book isn't new, but I think it's still worth reading!" Ibra said, Dew nodded slowly.

Both hands took one book. With a smile full of haru, Dew stared at the cover of the book he was holding. Then, with a clear drop of tears. Dew clutches tightly onto cartoon picture books. The puddle received a small gift from Ibra. Although not a new book, but the book that Ibra brought. Able to replace dozens of books that still exist in the Dewangan.

"Thank you!" Dew said softly, Ibra turned in the other direction. He saw clearly the tears of the Dew. Ibra deliberately shifted her eyes. Tough personal dew, he won't like. If anyone sees the fragment. Instead, Ibra was soft-hearted. Seeing the fragile Dew, it will easily arouse a sense of love that begins to be buried.

"I can only give you this. About fundraising, for school renovation. I'm still applying to the foundation that Grandpa runs. Pray that it will be done soon!" Ibra said, Dew shook his head.

"Why?"

"Do not involve the Abimata family. What are you giving today? It makes the kids smile. School renovations will begin in a week. I've got the funds we need!"

"Did Abra give it to him?"

"Instead you got it? School renovation costs a lot!"

"No need to know, the point is that the school will be renovated. At least before I leave this village. I don't have to worry about the kids. There would be no more danger threatening them!" Dew said softly, while circulating his gaze to all parts of the school.

Primary schools that stood long before the Dew was born. Dewun studied in elementary school. The only school in the village of Dewun birth. Since the Dewun married Abra. There are many things that Dew wants to do for the sake of his small village. One of them renovates schools that are starting to be fragile inedible age.

"Two weeks later Dewun, in two weeks you officially become the wife of Abra's brother. You will be my real brother-in-law!"

"Hmmm!"

"Grow!" Sapa Ibra said, Dewun turned towards Ibra.

But Ibra's gaze was far into the blue sky. He saw a troubled face on his face. The uneasiness that could be seen from the shaking of Ibra's hands. Dew sighed, then followed Ibra's line of sight. Locking up such a bright blue sky. The scorching rays were no longer warm, but the heat burned the cold soul.

"Are you happy?" Ibra said, Dew nodded slowly. Ibra did not turn to Dew, but she felt the movement of the Dew's head. Nudge the head that makes Ibra's heart sliced.

"Was your priest of choice?" Ibra said again, Dew fell silent and then nodded slowly.

"He's your love or your choice?" Ibra said softly, Dew lowered his head to the earth. There is no correct answer to Ibra's question.

"Ibrahim Dwi Abimata!"

"What's wrong?" Sahut Ibra's. While the Dew pointed towards the mountain that was far in front of them.

"It's like a mountain that can't choose where it will stand? That's how my unworthy love chooses where she's anchored. Whether Abra is my love or my role model choice? But I can assure you, Abra the man who is now the only faith in my life!"

"Obviously you don't love him!"

"Mount does not need to love, if you want to protect the creatures that live in it. I am like that mountain. I am firm and firm, as the trees grow strong. I am fragile and weak, when my role model cries and grieves. Your tears can paralyze my bones. Like a sky cry that can tear down no matter how high the mountain stands!"

"If I had come one second earlier than Abra's brother!" Ibra said hoping, Dew shook his head slowly.

"Fortunately you came one second after Abra. Otherwise, I will feel regret for the rest of my life!"

"You mean?"

"Because you'll be much more hurt than I am!"

"For!"

"Your parents' rejection of me will cause you to worry and dilemma. Marriage is the beginning of happiness, not the beginning of conflict!"

"Isn't Abra the same as me!" Ibra said, Dew shook his head slowly.

"Abra is different, she's so tough and determined. Now I'm leaning on him, not on a promise you can never keep!"

"Sorry!" Ibra.

"It's all just the past, Abra my future. With him I will live the rest of my life. Happy or tears, let them be divine secrets. I will serve one name. Abra Achmad Abimata!"

"He's always lucky in everything!" Ibra muttered, Dew nodded slowly.

"He's a hard body, but a soft heart. Abra deserves to be happy, whether with me or someone else?" Said Dew lantang.

"Should I pray for your happiness with Abra? When my happiness and smile are gone. Can I look at your smile with Abra? When I look at you, I think of my pain. Can I meet you every day? As for every second of my breath, it still kept calling out your name. Why Dew? Why is your heart holy and clear? It became a deadly poison to my soul. For your sanctuary is no longer clear, all tainted by the heartfelt love of my brother!" Ibra Batin.