DEW PURITY

Sleeping on the Floor

"Father Aryan!"

"What's the matter Abra? Arya said, Abra looked confusedly at Arya.

Instead Arya who felt there was something strange from Abra's perspective. Directly staring at Abra, as if waiting for the intention of the call Abra. Arya lives in Abra's house. He wants to monitor the condition of the Dew, Arya does not want herself to be negligent in watching the Dew. Faith is also in Abra's house, only Faith is in the guest room. A few days of keeping Dewangga in the hospital. Make the body of Faith a little tired and need a lot of rest.

"Say, there's no need to hesitate. I will not be angry or offended. As long as your question isn't to hurt Dew!" arya said firmly, when she realized the confusion of Abra.

"Is it true that you want to marry Nur?"

"Who said?" sahut Arya, Abra was silent.

"Don't say, you believe the word Faith!" arya said, Abra nodded slowly.

"I think papa really wants to marry Nur!" abra said softly, Arya shook her head weakly.

"I can't possibly marry Nur, she's my daughter's best friend. His future is still very long. I don't want to destroy Nur's happiness. He deserves to be happy with a man who is much better than papa!"

"Thank God!" abra said in relief, Arya immediately turned her head.

"Why are you happy? Don't say, you like Nur!" arya said, Abra shook her head firmly.

"I'm relieved, because Ibra wasn't heartbroken!"

"Your sister's ibra? He likes Nur!" arya said, Abra nodded slowly.

"Why didn't he tell Nur? If it's too long, even if it's not papa. There will be a man who proposes to Nur!" arya said, Abra lowered her head.

"Haykal, he made your sister hesitate to tell Abra!" arya said cynically, Abra just kept silent. Arya smiled at Abra's silence. A gesture that could already answer Arya's question.

"Entah pa? Is it possible that Ibra's love was united with Nur? As for my relationship with Dewun, never got the blessing of papa!"

"It's Abra, Haykal will deal with me. Right now, I'm just keeping quiet looking at Haykal's attitude. I'm still keeping the Dew calm. When the time comes, it will be time for Haykal to confront me!" arya said loudly, Abra is getting mute. He felt confused, when he had to deal with his own papa.

"Whatever papa!"

"Related Abra, I won't go overboard with Haykal. I just want her to understand, if my daughter is worth appreciating!" arya said, Abra nodded slowly.

Abra sighed, letting go for a moment of the burden he had in mind. Arya smiled looking at the calm looking Abra. Even though his heart was full of burdens. Abra became the right protective figure for Dewun. With the stubbornness of Dew that sometimes cross the line.

"Abra!" greeting Arya, Abra turned towards Arya.

"Thank you!"

"For what?" sahut Abra, Arya patted Abra's shoulder gently.

"Thank you, you've been protecting the Dew. Your love is so great for my daughter. Your patience is limitless, when faced with the stubbornness of Dewun. You're a husband who cares a lot about Dewun. Until you quietly accept the stubbornness of the Dew that passes. I could never control my hard attitude. The attitude is now decreasing on Dew!" arya said, Abra silently looked at Arya nanar.

"I'm still learning to understand the Dew. Sometimes I get upset and angry at her stubbornness. But I always give up, but that doesn't mean I lose. I was silent, not because I was afraid of losing her. I'm just trying to get to know Dewun. Learn to understand his hard attitude, so that he I can continue to love him!"

"But his tough attitude should not. A wife who must obey her husband. Dew's hard attitude, as if defiance of his duty!" arya lirih.

"Growing may be stubborn, he always behaves as he pleases. But actually, Dew appreciates me a lot. He never wanted to see my worries. Perhaps according to everyone, Dewun is nothing more than an ungodly wife. But actually the thought was wrong, a hard Dew of something he thought was right and capable of withstanding. By the record, she would not exceed her nature as a wife. I try to understand the hard side. If I'm being tough like him. Our marriage will be filled with disputes. We were both born with different attitudes and thoughts. Only by understanding each other can we understand each other!"

"Papa Arya, the best woman I've ever known. She's the perfect woman who makes me happy. But in every perfection, there is one side of the invisible defect. His stubbornness, being the side I won't be able to change easily. But I believe time will make Dew realize his mistake. My confidence will make the Dew fall on me. The Dew will depend entirely on me!"

"A sense I could never give. The reason I lost Almaira!"

"Papa, the Dew may be as hard as a rock. But there is a fragile side that will break. When drop by drop my understanding destroyed his harsh attitude. I learned to understand it, instead Dew learned to understand my wounds!"

"Including you silence, when Nur replaced your position when Dew was sick!"

"Don't I, the brother of Faith who raised the Dew will pull over. Didn't Nur ever replace anyone? He is like me and the brother of Faith who worries about Dewun. Verily the Dew obeyed Nur, for one thing only!"

"What's that?"

"Nur knows the Dew weak point. There was something that made Dew nod his head to take medicine. More precisely force the Dew!"

"I think the Dew just complies with Nur!"

"False Father, Dewun and Nur have a relationship that is not easily understood. The closeness of a brother that exceeds that of a sibling!"

"You love Dew so much!" arya said proudly, Abra nodded.

"Dew's stubbornness, made me learn a lot of things. Not giving up on losing, but understanding for the sake of understanding. The true meaning of true love!"

"You're Abra's true man, you don't attach great importance to winning yourself!"

"Grab your daughter who made me learn the meaning of love. He's everything in my life!" abra said, Arya nodded with a full smile.

"Sister Abra!" greet Dewun, Abra and Arya turned their heads. It looks like the Dew is standing not far from them. Dew bodies limp and stagger.

"Darling, why get out of bed?" abra said worriedly, Dew walked over to Abra.

"I was bored in my room. I want to sleep outside!" whine Dew, Abra nodded slowly.

"Well, you can sleep on the couch. Papa and I will take care of you!" abra said, Dew shook his head.

"Where do you want to sleep?" arya said, Dewun pointed to the floor with carpet right in front of the television.

"Grow up, you're still sick. If you sleep on the floor, you must be cold!" arya said again, Dew looked up at Abra. His two eyes were clear, Abra sighed softly.

"Well, you sleep there. As long as you sleep on my lap!" said Abra relented, Dew nodded slowly.

"Thank you brother!" said Dewun while smiling happily. Arya shook her head in disbelief. When he saw Dew sleeping on the floor with Abra's feet.

"Darling, if it's cold. You promised to move into the room!" abra said, Dewun nodded while closing his eyes.

Before long, a soft snore sounded from the lips of Dewun. Arya's got a blanket for the Dew. Lovingly, Arya enveloped the Dew. Arya wiped the cold sweat coming out from the temple of the Dew. Abra patiently, letting the sleeping Dew curl up her legs. Although for that, Abra had to hold his legs that began to tingle.

"Sabar Abra, the desire of pregnant women is sometimes strange. I regret losing that time. Now you realize, how much did Almaira suffer without papa? At the time, he needed Papa. With all your unreasonable desires!"

"As long as the Dew is close to me and all for the sake of my son. I don't want to lose the most precious time. Especially when Dew behaves like this. It's a rare and difficult moment to get back!" abra said softly, afraid of the Dew woke up.

"I'm sorry, dear papa, there's never been a time when you needed papa. He must obey all your wishes, without a little trouble papa. Even Papa ignored the good times. I'm sorry, dear, sorry!" arya's mind while looking at the Dew.