DEW PURITY

Three Great Men

Raindrops begin to greet the earth, no longer look dusk greet. The sky was holding back her tears. The wind blows strong, complementing the cold air piercing the skin. A drizzle that always looks fun to the Dew. But somehow drizzle as a sign of retained tears?

The clouds stared at the dark afternoon sky. The sky that is no longer warm greets nature. Both hands of Dew gently rubbed his growing belly. In less than a month, the baby will be born to the world. In less than a month, the Dew has to be patient to endure the pain that begins to eat away at it. Although occasionally clearly visible moaning Dew. Extreme pain and can no longer be covered by Dew.

"You will be born safe. That's my mom's promise, in every prostration there's only prayer for you. Mama pinned hope on His power. Mama is sure, your inner voice will make you born healthy. You will be staring at a beautiful world full of colors!" Inner Dew, while gently moistening his growing stomach.

"Darling, it's cold outside!" abra said, his hands hugging the Dew from behind. Abra carried a small blanket, just covering the body of the cold Dew that began to greet.

For nearly half an hour, Dew stood by the open window of his room. Intentionally Abra let Dew. Not no matter, but Abra felt Dewun needed time alone. A time when Dew seeks tranquility in solitude? Abra doesn't want to make Dew jumpy. Anxiety before giving birth, it is enough to seize the mind of Dewun.

"Sister Abra has gone home? I'm sorry I didn't welcome you, my head is a little dizzy!" said Dewun, Abra nodded while still hugging Dewun.

Dew directly leaned his body on Abra. Dew feels need a back up at this time. There is no more tension behind the down drizzle that soaks the earth. The restlessness of the heart Dew, felt so great. Defeat the pain he feels almost every day. It is as if war with time. Prayers and prostrations as weapons at every step. Looking forward to the happiest day of his life.

"Darling, you'll be fine. I'll ask for the best treatment. If need be I'll bring in a great obstetrician. I'll do it all the way, to see your recovery!" whispered Abra, Dew nodded slowly. Asserting the words of Abra which is actually doubted by Dewun.

"We only hope, to HIM all I give!"

"Trust me, you'll be fine!"

"Sister Abra, I always believed everything would be fine. Whatever's gonna happen? All the best among the good. It's just, as an ordinary human being. Sometimes anger and lack of gratitude. Makes me feel like this is unfair. Honestly, I'm not worried about my condition at the moment. I just need a booster, so that my complaints become sincere in my life!" said Dewun, Abra was silent. Maybe the word Dew sounds simple. But everything felt so painful and heavy. When Abra realized the fact behind the reason for Dewun's words.

"I'm out of town tomorrow. I'm going to see doctor Fitri. Aunt Afifah recommended him. Great obstetrician who chose to settle in a remote village!"

"Wait for my brother, Doctor Afifah asked you to. It means he knows my condition!" said Dew in shock, Abra nodded slowly.

"Not only Doctor Afifah, papa and abah already know everything!" abra said, filled with fear.

Since the beginning of the Dewun forbade Abra or Nur to say his condition to anyone? Especially Arya and Faith. The dew does not want them to be anxious about his condition. Dew believes his condition is fine. That's why no one should worry about him.

"Why did my sister tell them? I'm doing fine. No need for a sister to make them anxious. Sisters should have let them happily await the birth of their first grandchild. No need to worry about my condition!"

"Abra was not wrong, Abah forced Abra to be honest. Abah is suspicious whenever he sees you bowing while holding your stomach. At first glance Abra heard your moans, the look of your pale face. Clearly showing your condition is not okay. So Abra found out about Afifa. He kept his mouth shut and asked me to ask you directly. All that makes me sure, your condition is not okay!" sahut Iman loudly, Dewun released the embrace of Abra. Iman was standing right in front of the door of Dewun and Abra.

"Change!" call the Dew soft, Faith goes into the Dew room. Shortly after he asked Dewun and Abra for permission.

"If you still call me Abah. Then why are you keeping all this a secret from Abah and your father Arya. We're not other people, we're both your fathers. Even though we are very old. But our love is not weak. We will be strong to hear your condition. We will be the support that is always behind you. Your laughter and tears are not a burden we must complain about. Because whatever your condition? It's all the best and there's wisdom behind it!"

"Change!" said Dewun, then embraced the body of Faith tightly.

"Darling, you will be a mother. Later you will understand our anxiety. Don't reject our worries. This is our right after you get married. Just as Abra is worried about you and your son. Abah and Papa Arya are worried about our daughter!" said Faith, Dewun nodded, Abra lowered his head in silence.

There was a sense of calm that was immediately present greeting his heart. Seeing the calm face of Dewun. Abra was happy, at least there was no more anxiety in the mind of Dewun. Two fathers who will always accompany Dewun in every step. A crutch that will keep, without overstepping Abra's status as Dewun's husband.

"Darling, you can calm down now. There is a brother and a father who will accompany you. Tomorrow morning, I'll see doctor Fitri. Either way, I'll ask him to come!" abra said loudly, Dewun turned his head while blinking his two beautiful eyes. His right hand was holding Abra's hand. While the left hand of the Dew, embraced the Faith warmly.

"Thank you, three great men!" said the soft and weak Dewun, Faith immediately lowered her head. He felt something was wrong with the Dew.

"Darling, you're okay!" abra said anxiously, just after he felt the grip of the hand of Dew so tightly. Abra even felt pain, as Dew grasped it very tightly.

"Grow up, what's wrong with you?" said Iman anxiously, Iman felt the body of Dew that began to limp. Dew as if no longer able to stand, he leaned his body on Faith.

"Grow!" arya shouted, along with the collision of the Dew. Faith immediately restrains the head of the Dew. Abra was surprised, when he realized that the hand of Dew had begun to weaken.

Arya ran towards the Dewun, she saw the pale face of her daughter. Sontak Arya cupped Dewun's face. The silence turned into an anxiety that could no longer be masked. Arya directly carried the Dew, putting the weak body of the Dew on the bed. Abra contacted the hospital, while Iman was stunned to stare at his daughter who had fallen unconscious.

"Since childhood papa never had a chance to carry you. Now the opportunity is real. But it's not the laughter you showed papa. A pale and weak face that seems to want to say papa's failure to take care of you. Dew, you'll be fine. Papa will ensure your safety. If only papa had to exchange healthy papa for your pain. Papa can love, as long as you don't hear your moans anymore!" inner Arya, while rubbing the face of the Dewun. Cold sweat runs down the temple of the Dew. Arya rubbed it full of tenderness. Arya leaned over to kiss the Dew's forehead. Arya's tears wet her forehead.

"I'm sorry, baby!" arya said softly, then turned to look at Abra and changed to look at Faith. It seems clear that Iman was hit, the kink that was spoken. Real vanishes with anxiety and fear. When the two eyes of Faith looked at the pale face of the Dew. The moaning of the Dew drew his heart sharply.

"Faith, it's not time you're fragile. Get up and accompany our daughter. I'm going to see the doctor Abra meant? I'll bring him here any way. Even if I have to kneel begging him!"

"Grow!" said Faith, then stand with a staggering body.

"Abra, where does she live? Papa's leaving now. Some people will escort you!"

"Ambulance is coming soon, papa be careful on the way!" abra said to Arya, Faith sits next to Dewun. His hand clasped the Dew tightly, the chant of the holy verse of the Quran sounding melodious from the lips of Faith.

"Just the prayer I gave you. Prayers that will protect you. Abah will take care of you, like you've been looking after you all this time!" inner Faith.