DEW PURITY

Traumatizing

"Grow!" Sapa Nur softly, when he saw the two eyes of Dew slowly open.

Nearly three hours later, Nur accompanied Dewun. But there's no sign the Dew will wake up. Nur began to fidget, when he realized the Dew had been asleep for so long. However, the treatment received by Dewun. It's been very good, so Nur thinks Dew will be fine. Nur finally decided to accompany Dewun. At least until the Dew wakes up from its long sleep.

The clock is ticking, the seconds are changing minutes and the minutes are changing hours. When it was no longer morning, noon began to greet with the blazing sun. Nur began to fidget, not afraid of the Dewun condition. Because the Dew has received the best treatment. Nur began to fret, when I sayub heard the voice of azan ashar. Time shows no longer daylight. Afternoon coming, to welcome the night. Nur's last time was at the Dewun house. Because it will be difficult for him to go home. If dusk strikes on the western horizon.

But when Nur said goodbye to Dewun. Slowly, her best friend's eyes opened. Nur smiled in relief, he saw his best friend was conscious. Waking up and saying I'm okay. Indeed the Dew awoke, when he felt a drop of tears. It felt cold touching her thin skin. When she opened her eyes, Nur was beside her.

"Nur!" Sapa Dewun, replying to Nur's affectionate greeting.

"I can finally go home in peace!" Nur said softly, Dewun shook his head weakly. Nur stared in surprise, as if he felt the Dew was asking him to stay.

"What's Dew?"

"Stay, I beg you!" Said the feeble Dew, Nur quietly mute. Stay, which means he has to stay at Abimata's house. I feel uncomfortable if I have to stay. But if Dewun forced, likes not like Nur had to stay overnight.

"but!"

"I beg you, just accompany me tonight. We haven't seen each other in a long time!" Pinta Dew groans, Nur finally nods. He felt he could not bear to refuse Dew's request.

Nur finally contacted his parents. He decided to stay. Nur was reluctant, but for Dewun's sake. Nur can do anything? Sleeping in a place that was foreign to him. Now for Nur, seeing the cure of Dew is most important.

"Grow, what do you want?" Said Nur worried, when he saw Dewun trying to wake up from his sleep.

"Help me sit, my body hurts too long to sleep!" Said the Dew, Nur nodded slowly.

The dew turned towards his hand. He looked at the infusion hose stuck in his hand. The face of the pale Dew. Since childhood, Dew is afraid of syringes. Dew will be immediately frightened, if you see a syringe in front of him. Nur, who knew the fear of Dewun, laughed. He is very familiar with Dew, strong and strong Dew will lose only with a syringe.

"Nur, I beg you!" Dew said, extending his hand. Dew averted his gaze, he was too afraid to see the infusion needle.

"No way, you're still sick!" Said Nur, holding back laughter. Dew shook his head weakly, Dew fluttered his hands. Thought the infusion needle would come off just like that.

"Grow, stop. If you keep doing it. Not the needle that came off, but your blood that flowed!" Nur started to worry. Dew did not care, Nur finally held Dewun's hand. Hoping for the Dew to stop his childish attitude.

"Suster's Via!" Shouted Nur, his loud voice echoed out of the Dew room.

Abra and Indira heard Nur's screams, immediately running up the stairs. They rushed to Abra's room. There is such a great fear. When they heard Nur's scream, they thought the Dew's condition might be worsening. Sister Via who was standing guard outside Abra's room. He ran straight into Abra's room. Via saw Nur was overwhelmed by holding Dewun's hand. A drop of blood started to come out, obviously the infusion needle started to shift. Via directly held Dew's hand. Hope the Dew stops his actions.

"Grow up, please stop!" Said Nur worriedly, when he saw the blood Dew began to drip. The Dew body began to tremble, clearly the fear of the Dew was completely visible. Nur who initially felt funny saw the fear of Dewun. Now become very worried, when Dewun can not control his fear.

"Let go now!" Shouted the Dew with all his might, his right hand was about to grab an infusion hose. But detained by Nur, while Sister Via is still trying to remove the infusion hose.

"Grow, what's up, baby? Why are you screaming?" Shouted Abra anxiously, shortly after entering his room.

Indira hysterically saw the fresh blood of the dripping Dew. Abra immediately turned pale, looking at the blood of Dew. Abra was afraid something might happen to Dewun. Abra immediately approached the Dew, clutching tightly to the Dew's body. Nur who saw Abra coming, immediately stepped aside.

"Dear, relax!" Abra said, Dew was instantly silent. Why did his body suddenly freeze? Fear of the Dew changes with a freezing cold. Nur saw clearly, Dewun's disappointment in Abra.

"Honey, Sister Via will take off her infusion hose!" Abra said softly, while tightly grasping the body of the Dewun.

The silent puddle was silent, his heart and body were frozen. Only the cold is now in the Dew. Arba felt the distance deliberately created by the Dew. But for the sake of Dewun's calmness, anything will Abra do? Including pretending not to feel the Dew's rejection of the warmth it provides.

"Dear girl, come with aunt to the kitchen. We're preparing food for the Dew!" Indira said, Nur nodded slowly.

Nur understood the signal Indira showed. Nur went to follow Indira's steps. Sister Via returned to the hospital. After making sure the Dew condition is fine. Now Abra and Dewun remain, only silence created from the meeting of Dewun and Abra.

"Darling!" Sapa Abra shimmied, Dewun lowered his head. Abra rubbed his face rough. It was as if the dew's attitude had left him shattered without a remnant.

"Darling, don't be cold to me. Forgive all my faults, get angry and maki me. If it makes your heart calm. Don't torture yourself!"

"Sister, I need some alone time. I promise, when my heart is calm. I'll tell you everything. Right now, it's not just my heart that hurts. My body is weak, my soul is fragile. There's nothing I can say!"

"Darling, that night Clara and I had nothing?"

"Sister Abra, I beg you!"

"Darling, we have to talk. So that this problem does not dissolve. I'm not the perfect husband, but I assure you. I'm not a traitor who's gonna break your heart!"

"Sister Abra was not wrong, I was wrong. Please, leave me alone!"

"We need to talk!"

"Sorry!" Dew said softly, Abra shook his head in disbelief.

"You're selfish Dew, you keep torturing yourself. As if I was the cause of all your pain. But you really hurt my heart. I was wrong when I was with Clara. I was wrong, when looking for a sense of calm in our friendship. But just once Dew, you introspect yourself. Everything that happened, the doubts that came from my lips. All said, because of your haughty and strong attitude. Not once do you trust me. Dividing the little wounds that are in you. Even just sharing the happiness of your pregnancy with me, you didn't do it. It's not me who doubts you, but you who continue to ignore my love. You consider myself meaningless, even Ibra and Nur understand you better. And I never had that chance. I admit, our marriage is only because of an arranged marriage. Then I have no right to learn to understand you. Tell Dew, what should I do? To receive my sincere love!" Abra said full of emotion, Dew lowered his head. His hands began to tremble, Dew frightened at Abra's anger.

"Darling!" Abra said softly, as if sorry with his anger. The dew got out of the way, when Abra was about to hold it.

"Why brother? What is my fault in this relationship? Why should I get hurt? Sore, my heart aches to hear your happy laughter. I came to see you. I want to tell you about my pregnancy. However, at the same time I heard your doubts about my relationship with Lord Arya. I'm not that low, brother, until I care so much about the treasure of Lord Arya. She might be perfect for a treasure-crazy woman. But I'm not that kind of woman. I'm not as handsome as Clara, I'm not as smart as Clara, I'm not even as rich as Clara. But I am not a cheap woman who cares about the good looks and treasures of Lord Arya. Don't treasure lord Arya, your treasure and status I don't care. I should have realized, forever the village woman would only be looked at one eye!" Dew said, Abra was silent.

"Darling, I don't mean to think like that. You misunderstood me, I'm sorry!"

"I'm a hard-hearted woman, not as smart as Clara who understands manners. But as bad as I am? I never used the kindness of people on me. All this time I kept quiet about my relationship with Mr. Arya. Not because I don't trust you. On the contrary it was me who still did not want to acknowledge the relationship between us!"

"Darling!"

"Yes, my brother, there is indeed a relationship between me and Mr. Arya. A relationship that would probably make me hate him and the entire Adiputra family. Relationships that will take away the purity of our love. The sanctity of my love will be pawned, with the treasures and status that lord Arya has. Tell me, am I wrong? If with my silence, I remain the Dew woman of the village!" Dew said, Abra shook his head weakly.

"Dear, please calm yourself. I was wrong, baby, I was wrong. I shouldn't force you to talk to me!" Abra said worriedly, when he saw the Dew began to uncontrollably. Abra looked at the Dew that was starting to calm down.

"Aawws!" Stirring Dew, while holding his cramped stomach. Abra was getting more and more frightened, she tried to calm the Dew. But the wounds had to be broken. Blood has already dripped. The dust began to lose its calm.

"Grow!" Shouted Indira and Nur, as they both ran. Indira immediately pulled Dewun's body, tightly clutching the daughter's body which began to fill her heart. Nur held Dew's hand tightly, putting it right above his chest.

"Grab, please calm down!" Nur said softly, Dewun looked at Nur nanar. It was as if he was asking for support from Nur.

Abra walked backwards, he saw the anger of Dew. Anger that might keep itself away from the Dew. Nur blinked both of his eyes. Hope the Dew is calm and believe everything will be fine.

Buuuggh

"Abra!" Sapa Ardi, shortly after patting Abra's shoulder gently.

"Don't blame Dewun for his relationship with Arya. He was not wrong, his silence was only as a way of Dew forgetting his pain. The presence of Aryan in the life of Dewun, already too heavy. Now you unintentionally doubt the sanctity of his love. Of course the Dew is destroyed and begins to disbelieve your love. Dew is like dewdrops in the morning. We can enjoy the cool, we imagine the beautiful, we can feel the cold. But we will not be able to understand and hold his pain. Indeed the morning dew created, when the warm dawn hit the fog. That's how you should be, believe there will be time. Dew says it all, without you expressing any doubt!"

"Grandfather, I was wrong!"

"You're not wrong, your love is still too fragile to understand. Now let the Dew calm down, when everything is calm again. You can meet him, Dew may be ready to face you!"

"But, Dew is sick!"

"Look at that, the warmth of Indira makes Dewun calm. The affection of his best friend, will make the Dew rise and strong. Trust me, Abra, everything will be fine!" Ardi said, then took Abra out of his room.

"Nur, take care of the Dew. Auntie's gonna get milk!"

"Yes aunt!" Nur Sahut, Indira walked slowly out of the Dewun room.

"Nur!" Call Dewun, his hand extended towards Nur.

"What's wrong?"

"I love her, I love her so much!" Dew said softly, Nur blinked both eyes.

"I know Dew, he loves you too. Calm yourself, when everything is calm. Tell me everything, you need time to introspect each other. I believe that your love is not as fragile as a kite. My niece will strengthen your love!" Nur said, Dew blinked both eyes.

"Sleep, I'll take care of you!" Mumbled Nur, while staring at the shade of the Dewun.

"Your love is so great Dew. Abra loves you too. You'll be happy, I believe it!" Batin Nur lirih's.