DEW PURITY

Gathering

A week had Dewun forgotten his intention to help the villagers. The fact that the heir is none other than his childhood friend. Makes Dew reluctant to meet him. Dewun felt that his efforts were enough to help the people. Now all my decisions are in Abra's hands. Dew no longer care, all has been handed over to Ilham.

"Grow, what time are you home today? Will there be any important guests later in the night?" Abah said, Dewun shook his head slowly.

This morning Dewun, Nur and Ilham will go to the city. They will take one of the students to the race. As a guidance teacher, Dewun must take part. Inspiration always faithfully accompanies Dewun. While Nur always tailed the Dew, especially if the Dew went to the city. Three friends who will never be apart. Support and strengthen each other.

"Today's way is very crowded. It will probably be finished by night. But if it is possible. Dew will go home immediately after the event is over!"

"Alright, be careful on the road. No need to think about the guests coming. Abah and your mother will meet them!" The words of Abah are warm, an understanding always shown by Faith. A full trust in Dewun. With Dewun's record is able to maintain that trust.

"Thank you, Dew has to go to school. Ilham and Nur wait for the Dew there. We took the car of Ilham!" Dew said, Abah Iman nodded in understanding. Then the Dew kissed the back of the hand of Iman.

Walking to school. About five minutes of Dew walk. When he arrived at school. Ilham's car was parked sweetly. It means that Ilham and Nur have come. They must have come together. The two houses were side by side, so it was likely that they left together.

"Grow!" Shouted Nur while waving his hands. Nur's loud voice, immediately made Ilham surprised. Sontak Ilham turned towards Dewun. The woman who knocked at his heart, without being able to say his heart.

"We're leaving now!" Dew said, disperse the reverie of Inspiration. Nur chuckles at the sight of Ilham in Dewun greeting. Real love exists, but it is hard to say.

"Yes!" Sahut Ilham stammered.

"Say it now or not at all. I had heard from Abah, there will be a marriage of Dewun with men from the city. I don't know when that happened? Just waiting for time. When should you bite your finger? Without being able to say anything?" Bisik Nur, Ilham immediately turned his head. The gaze of Inspiration is full of question marks, between believing or not going to say Nur.

"I'm serious Inspiration, as a friend I want the best for you!"

"There's no way Embum's been betrothed!"

"Two days ago, Abah met me at the mosque. He asked me, does Dew have a lover? At least there are men who love Dew!"

"What did you answer then?"

"I just say no, because there is no one close to Embu. When you know Dewun is not close to anyone? Abah smiled, then said that Dew would be betrothed to the men from the city!"

"You lied!"

"If you don't believe me, you wait a few more days. If the Dew status changes, never regret it!" Nur Lirih said full of assertiveness.

"No way!" Said Ilham while shaking his head in disbelief.

"What is impossible?" Sahut Dewun, Ilham was surprised to hear the speech of Dewun.

"There's nothing? We're leaving now!" Ilham lantang. Dew gets into the car, followed by some students who will follow the race.

About an hour later, Ilham's car drove down the road. The race location is not too far away, it is located right in the city center. But the road down and long from the house Dewun. Making an old trip. Dew village girl living in the mountains. Limitations of modes of transport. Sometimes it becomes a constraint for residents to know the city crowd.

"Grow, I'm not coming inside. I'll pick you up when you're done!" Pamit Ilham, right after delivering Dewun and Nur. Dew nodded, he understood boredom while waiting. It is only natural that Inspiration chooses to go.

"Nur, we better get in. The show is starting soon. You accompany the male students, while I accompany the female students!"

Dewun and Nur chose different seats. The hall where the race opened was very spacious. Understandably, the event was held in the hall of the famous and best campus in the city. The campus that once existed in the Dew dream. But all is only a dream, when the Dew has to lose its mother. His affection for Abah made him choose to stay in the village. At least until Abah himself asks Dew to leave.

"Grow!"

"You!" Sahut Embuh wonder.

"I was afraid of misrecognizing people. It turns out I was right, you're the one I've seen since!"

"Since then!" The Dew does not understand.

"Since you got out of your friend's car. Abra was also in the car, but she went straight inside!"

"Oh!" Sahut Dew brief.

"He became a regular donor on this campus!"

"Donature or not, it's none of my business. I've no relationship with him. He was able to become a donor on campus as well as this. But it lifts the burden on the villagers. He seems incapable. Crazy human beings compliment!" Inner Dew is upset.

"Sorry sir, I have to go in!" Dew said, Fahmi nodded slowly.

"Two different people, one cold warm. One quiet, the other friendly. One full of hospitality, the other haughty. But one thing I wonder. Why have they been friends in the past? The Abra that turned into haughty, or the Dew that turned into a friendly and full of smiles. Whatever it is, they were created to meet and maybe be together. Although at the moment, they were ignoring the taste!" Fahmi Inner.

"Why are you smiling? What the hell did you tell him? Don't talk carelessly. You don't know, he's scary angry!"

"That's where you know Dewun. So why pretend not to know? You have an unfinished grudge!"

"Shut up!"

"Wait, why are you here? Didn't you just go inside. Don't-don't you come back, for fear that I might tease Dew!" Said Fahmi, Abra turned his head while shaking his head slowly.

"If you like it, please take it. I don't mind, he's not my type. Village girl without education, not worth to be with a successful businessman like me. He won't be worth me. Just walking beside me, she doesn't deserve it!"

"Thank you for your assessment. Ever since I met you. I never thought I'd be a part of your life. We are different, very different. My old motorcycle, it's not worth your fancy car. The clothes I wear, they deserve only a lap for you. But no matter how bad I am, I still stand on my feet. I don't want to give mercy to others!"

"Grow, Abra didn't mean it that way!"

"Sorry Mr. Fahmi, honestly I'm happy to hear the assessment to me!"

"Why?"

"Because my opinion is not wrong. Treasure has taken my childhood best friend!" Dew said firmly, then stepped away.

"I never change, you start to forget me!" Inner Abra.