DEW PURITY

Backyard

It was getting late, as usual the day before. Dew routinely cleans the front yard of his house. Sometimes the Dew cleans the garden behind his house. A small garden deliberately planted with some vegetables. The garden that makes the Dew forget time. Especially when Dewun does not have to fulfill the obligations of a Muslim. Dew will be in the garden until evening greet him.

Like this afternoon, Dew was already in the garden behind his house. There are some sayurang that can be harvested. Usually Dew distributed to the right and left neighbors, when the harvest is abundant. Dew only likes to garden, so he only takes a little from the harvest. The generous Dew is known to almost all villagers. No wonder they feel sad and lost. When he found out Dewun would marry Abra and live in the city.

"Grow!" Shouted Abah Iman, the Dew that was right in the middle of the garden. He stood looking straight towards the direction of Faith. Both hands full of earth. His right hand, holding a scythe.

"What's Abah?" Sahut Dew lantang.

"Abra's coming, she wants to talk to you!"

"But!" He said, as if the arrival of Abra had never been expected. More precisely, Abra came at an inopportune time.

"Clean yourself, meet Abra and don't let him wait!" Tell Abah Iman, Dew sniffed irritated.

The dew stomped his feet to the ground. Dew looks like a little kid who lost his toy. Person who has never shown Dewun to others. Only in front of his father was Dewun childish. Abah Iman could only shake his head. Dew's childish attitude, sometimes making him distrustful. Her daughter will continue to be upset, if her pleasure is disturbed.

"Why did he come in the afternoon? Shouldn't he be in the office. It even comes to disturb my pleasure!" Gerutu Dewun, while stepping towards Abah Iman.

"Grow!" Abah Iman reminds me. Obviously abah Iman does not like to see the vexation of Dew.

The dew continued to pursed his lips, showing his regret. Faith can only surrender, seeing the attitude of Dewun. Only in my heart, Iman hoped that Dew would not show his anger in front of Abra. But it looks like the Dew will continue in an upset mode. Seeing how Dew was upset, when he had to stop his fun.

"You look adorable with those manyun lips!" Said Abra who was suddenly in front of Dewun.

Abah Iman gasped in shock, seeing Abra already standing in front of the door leading to the backyard. For when Faith goes to call the Dew. Abra was in the bathroom. Dew was no less surprised, he immediately bowed in shame. For Abra has seen the strangest side of him.

"When did you stand there?"

"Since I heard you stomp your feet to the ground!" Sahut Abra relaxed, Dew immediately looked up. He saw Abra's smile that seemed to be teasing him.

"It's not polite!" The Dew is cold and upset. Abah Iman immediately left Dewun and Abra. Abah Iman does not want to disturb the husband and wife who are spending time together.

Abra smiled faintly, the first time she saw a different dew attitude. Abra did not expect, there was a figure of a child behind the firmness and maturity of Dewun. But the attitude of Dewun, unconsciously makes Abra happy. At least, in the Dew there will be time. Where does the Dew need its protection?

"Why? Isn't this my wife's house, it means it's my house too. Why should you be angry? When I see your other side. As for every curve of your body, I've seen it. I have everything I have and only I have the right to be beside you!" Abra teases Dewun.

The dew immediately walked away from Abra. He passed Abra without much talking. His frustration became more and more. Anger to cover up his embarrassment. But Abra can be mature, Abra as if he does not care about the Deve. Instead Abra tried to calm Dewun's heart. Hope the Dew is willing to forgive his mistakes. An obvious mistake Abra never made.

"All right, I'm sorry. I'm so bad I got into your kitchen!" Abra said while holding the hand of Dewun. Abra stopped the Dew step. Abra did not expect there would be any misunderstanding between them. Moreover, their wedding day was very close.

"No need!" A cold Dew, Abra shook his head. Then with all his might, Abra pulled the Dew body. Closely clutching the petite body of his beloved wife. The woman who doesn't start when to tease her day?

"let go?" Shouting the Dew thrashing, Abra did not heave a shout of Dew. Even Abra clenched the Dew tighter. Abra put his head right on the shoulder of the Dew. Smelling fragrant hair Dew covered with hijab.

"Sorry!" Whisper Abra, the Dew continues to thrash. But his power is not comparable to Abra. The stronger the Dew thrashed, the tighter the decapitation of Abra.

"Take off, I beg you!"

"I'm sorry, after that I'll let you go!"

"Abra Achmad Abimata, let me go!" Shouted the annoyed Dew. Abra gasped in shock, as the yelling of the Dew shrieked his ears. Abra was terrified, when he realized Dew's true anger.

"Darling!" Abra said softly, then let go of his crib.

Abra immediately walked away from the Dew. With slightly wide steps, Abra walked into the kitchen. Abra intends to go home, he does not want his jokes to be the reason for their quarrel. Abra is afraid of losing Dewun, Abra is more willing to give up. So that there is no unnecessary disagreement.

"Sorry for my stupidity!" Abra said without looking.

The dew felt guilty. Whatever Abra did was not wrong. Abra has the right to Dewun. Dew's obligation to accept Abra's entire wish. Including giving up his entire life to his brother's chosen priest. The dew really feels guilty. He did not realize, his harsh attitude had hurt Abra. A man he should respect.

"What's wrong?" Sahut Abra, again without looking at the Dew.

"I'm asking you to let me go, not because I'm angry about your attitude. But I feel ashamed and unworthy. You hugged me in a dirty condition. I don't want to make you feel uncomfortable with the smell of my body. Both my hands are dirty. Please don't misunderstand me, I'm sorry"

"I should be the one apologizing. You're right, I'm too presumptuous. I only have your body, but not your heart and soul. I should have asked your permission!"

"Abra!" Dew Says.

"I'll go home first!" Pamit Abra, Dewun ran after Abra.

"Please, don't go. I'm sorry!" Dew said, hugging Abra from behind. Spontaneous attitude that never imagined.

"I beg you, forgive me!" Said the Dew while leaning on Abra's strapping back. Dew smelling the scent of Abra's body. A fragrance that can shake his heart.

"Grab, let go of your embrace before I'm caliph!" Abra said, Dew shook his head. Friction of the head Dewun, unknowingly disturbed Abra's desire.

"Grow!" Calling Abra friendly, Dew shook his head again.

Huuuffff

"All right, I forgive you. Now let go of your embrace. One minute you're still hugging me. I'm not responsible, if anything happens!" Abra said casually.

"I'm not afraid, I'm on the moon anyway. What can you do?" Sahut Dewun, Abra turned towards Dewun.

"You're challenging me!" Abra said, Dew immediately released his embrace. Two eagle eyes Abra, locking himself up. Dew's body shuddered in horror, upon seeing Abra's hungry eyes.

"Here you go, I want to clean up!" Dew said, but his steps stopped. When Abra pulled his hand.

"Why again?"

"We better get to the back garden. I want to see my wife smile. I can wait, but your happy chance won't be easy!"

"No!"

"Why?" Sahut Abra, while gnashing his forehead. Abra felt strange at the refusal of Dew. For Abra's desire, all for the happiness of Dewun.

"They won't agree!" Dew Sahut.

"What's the reason?"

"You're a CEO, it's not worth holding a scythe. Not the earth and worms you deserve. Paper and bolpoints that you should be holding!" Dew Sahut, Abra smiled at the answer to the absurd Dew. Then casually, Abra drew Dewun's hand. Walk towards the backyard of the Dewun house. The page facing the afternoon sun.

"Grow, look at that twilight. The light is so bright and beautiful. An orange streak, as if to tell the world of its elegance. Every eye that looked at him, would feel dusk so perfect. But once they think, twilight also has many weaknesses. Dusk will only come, when the sun begins to grow tired of shining. Dusk will go, when evening begins to say hello. Dusk will only be there when the sun and evening greet. If the sky is cloudy, dusk will never exist!"

"Then!"

"Darling!" Abra said, then pulled the slender hip of the Dew. Embracing the body of the Dew so warm was felt by the cold soul of Abra.

"I am like a twilight that would never exist without you. I'll be perfect, when my Dew smiles. For the sake of divine grace, dusk succumbs between the sun and the evening. For your sake, I will be a warm Abra. Abra is next to you, not the CEO but the husband who wants to see your smile. The man who wants to be twilight in your heart. The twilight that keeps warming your soul!"

"When have you been poetic?"

"From the Khafifah Fauziah Dew!" Abra.

"Whatever, I want to get in. Let go of your arms, it'll be late afternoon!" Dew says, Abra releases Dew.

"Yes Rabb, wait for this happiness? Is this called perfect? Why do I feel so weak next to him? I was so afraid of his loss. Rabb, don't let my story end. With her, only with her I want to spend the rest of my life. Keep my Dew clear, so that my heart is cold with him. To be by his side, to be the greatest hope of my life. Maybe I'm wrong to love Dew more than I love you. But trust me, she's the woman who made me want to know YOU. It is faith in him that teaches me, if You are in the heart of a obedient servant!" Inner Abra while staring at the twilight that slowly disappeared.