DEW PURITY

Fitri Hanum Fauziyah's

Nearly four hours Arya drove her car. Hundreds of kilometers traveled by Arya, for the sake of meeting with doctors recommended by Afifah. A distance far enough not the slightest make Arya feel tired. Not just using a car, Arya still has to ride a motorcycle. A slightly secluded place, requires Arya to use a motorcycle.

Arya could no longer feel tired. Only the safety of the Dew is now the focus of Arya. As far as the distance to be covered. Arya will pass by, for the sake of the Dew of the baby. Arya complained annoyed, when looking around her. Not the elite housing she passed. A quiet and desolate forest. Arya even doubted the truth about the news that Afifa gave. For in the opinion of Aryan, it is unlikely that a great man will live in the interior. Away from the hustle and bustle of the city.

"Excuse me, can I see Dr. Fitri?" greet Arya friendly.

Arya arrived at exactly 20:00 WIB, the night was still afternoon. But it felt so late and lonely. Only the sound of the night animals began to greet. Arya was not afraid, even though she had to go through the dark. Penetrate a very remote area, away from the hustle and bustle of the city. Arya stops her motorcycle right at a small mosque.

"Sorry, who are you?" sahut Arif who happens to be the village chief.

"I am Aryan from out of town. I need to see Dr. Fitri!" arya said politely, Arif observed Arif's face and appearance.

Arya did not mind the vigilance of the village chief. Arya's appearance was far from her usual. Makes many people, including Arif think Arya is a friend or husband of the doctor Afifah. But all those thoughts are disputed. When Aryan ID card answers everything. Arif asks Arya to enter his house. A simple house directly opposite the mushola.

"Please Mr. Arya, sorry the house is simple!" arif said kindly, Arya nodded in agreement.

Arya looked to the right and to the left. He observed the beauty of the carvings attached to the walls of the house. A skillful hand work that knocks at his heart. Arya is inexhaustible, in a remote village stored a lot of beauty. Before long, someone came out with a cup of drinks and a plate of fried bananas. Arya who had traveled far enough, felt hungry and thirsty. But somehow Arya does not want to eat and drink?

"Why sir? Sorry if it doesn't suit your taste!" said Arif kindly, Arya smiled knotfully. There is a sense of Aryan disdain for Arif, the friendliness and courtesy of the villagers. It definitely made Arya feel embarrassed. His arrival was warmly welcomed.

"Sorry Mr. Arif, not that I don't like it. If I could I want to go to the bathroom. My body is dirty, moreover I have not prayed!" arya said kindly, Arif nodded in understanding.

"Please enter, turn straight to the left!" arif said, Arya nodded. Arya took a change of clothes from inside her bag.

Arya went into a very simple house. It may be almost the same length and width as the two bedrooms in the Aryan house. Almost half an hour of shower. After that, Arya came out of the bathroom. Arya prayers at the mini mosque in Arif's house.

"Mr Arya, please eat with us!" take Arif, Arya is confused and in disbelief. The hospitality of the villagers, like their own home. Arya nodded in compliance with Arif's invitation. Forgetting for a moment his wish came to this village.

Eating together without distinguishing between guests and hosts. Arya finds a new family. Long they all had dinner. No sound, just spoons and dishes. All dinner so well. So does Arya who seems to enjoy simple rural food. I don't see a CEO of a big company.

"Mr Arya, let's sit in the living room!" arif said, Arya stepped following Arif. Both of them sat in the living room. Then there were some people who came to see you. It seemed like they were relatives or even village elders. Arya felt awkward being among them.

"I'm sorry, if there's an event. I can stay at the mushola. Tomorrow morning, I'll be back and talk to doctor Fitri!" arya said politely, Arif the host smiled. Arya's polite demeanor amazed her. There was even a hint of hope, if Arya was willing to become his daughter-in-law.

Arya was no longer easy, her age was stepping on the head of four. But his face was not eroded by the aging age. Arya's good looks are still emanating real. Arya's appearance is like a young man full of charm. The casual clothes he used, increasingly made him look young. Arya looks warmer and not stiff. Compared to his everyday appearance that uses a suit.

Aryan city men who come far to the far corners of the village. His arrival was for one purpose, looking for one woman he never knew. A great doctor, who even in Arya's heart felt disbelief living in a remote village. But for one chance to recover his daughter. Arya came with one belief. If his efforts will not be in vain. Tiring long trips will pay off. When he could bring the doctor that Abra meant.

"Mr Arya, there is no special event. They come to meet. We are used to greeting guests who come far from the city!"

"Sir Arif, there is no need to call me sir. You're much older than me. Just call me Arya, if you need to think of me as your son!" sahut Arya, Arif nodded many times. His admiration for Arya grew even greater.

"Well I'll call Arya boy!" arif said, Arya nodded while smiling.

"Son Arya, they are all village elders that I deliberately asked to come. Whenever there's a man looking for my daughter's Fitri. I'll ask them to come!"

"Sir Arif, I'm looking for doctor Fitri!" arya said, then showed me a photo on her phone.

Arif saw the photo on Arya's phone. Arif smiled with a happy look. Arya stared in wonder. Arya accidentally shows a photo of Fitri, hoping Arif recognizes the person Arya is looking for. But Arya's doubts were answered, when Arif pointed to a small photo at a small table.

"He's my father's daughter!" arya said in disbelief, Arif nodded without hesitation.

"Include me Arif Rahman, the father of Fitri Hanum Fauziyah. The specialist you are looking for. You may be wondering, why does Fitri live in a remote village?" said Arif, Arya nodded without hesitation.

"She's my youngest daughter, ever since she graduated from medical school. Fitri refused to be sent away from his village. All this time he worked in a big hospital in the city. Only a few months ago he returned to live in this village. Fitri often goes back and forth from the villages. Because Fitri wants to serve in the village puskesmas!"

"Wait for Mr. Arif, sorry if I interrupt. Doctor Fitri every day commutes from the city hospital. The distance from the city is far. Almost every road is dark, no light is all covered in the shade of trees!" arya said confusedly, Arif nodded slowly.

"The word Aryan nak is true, Fitri served in the hospital from morning until afternoon. After that, he worked at the village puskesmas. This is only when there are patients. Sometimes Fitri doesn't come home!" arif said, Arya shook her head. He did not believe there was such a great and powerful woman.

"Great woman!" inner Aryan.

"Son Arya, now tell me why you're looking for my daughter!" asked Arif kindly and softly, Arya sighed.

"I came all this way, for one purpose. Ask for help from doctor Fitri!" arya said softly, Arif silently listened to the words of Arya.

"If he comes to ask Fitri for help. Is it possible he's married?" batin Arif curious.

"My daughter had problems in her pregnancy. According to our relatives, it is likely that doctor Fitri can help him. My daughter is in the hospital!" arya said, Arif immediately lowered his head. It was as if there was a sense of disappointment emanating in his face.

"He's married, even has a daughter!" batin Arif disappointed.

"Son Arya, Fitri will be here any minute. Only he can answer your request!" sahut Arif lirih, Arya nodded in understanding.

"Well Mr. Arif, I'll wait outside!"

"Why is it outside? Rest first in the room, later after Fitri comes home. I'll wake you up!"

"Thank you, I'm not used to sleeping in the afternoon!"

"My wife died twenty years ago. I'm just worried about the Dew conditions!"

"Growd?" arif said curiously.

"She's my daughter!" sahut Arya, Arif nodded in understanding.

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"Excuse me sir, I'll pick up the phone!" arya's pamphlet was polite, Arif blinked his eyes.

Almost fifteen minutes Arya received a call. Arya turned off her phone right along with the sound of the motor coming. Arya did not look, she went straight into the house. While the motorbike driver, entered through the side door of Mr. Arif's house. The real figure is sought by Arya.

"Sorry, where's Mr Arif?" arya said to one of Mr. Arif's guests.

"He just came in, probably talking to Fitri!"

"Doctor Fitri has arrived. When?" arya said with a surprised tone.

"He just came on a motorcycle!"

"Seriously, he's not only great. It turns out that doctor Fitri is also very simple!" arya said she couldn't believe it.

"Son Arya, sorry old man inside!" arif said, Arya nodded her head slowly.

"Son Arya, there's something you want to ask!"

"Please!" sahut Arya loudly, Arif stared at Arya lekat. Arif called Fitri and his wife.

"Fitri, comein!" arif shouted, then came out the woman with a veil covering her entire face.

"So he's doctor Fitri!" inner Aryan.

"Son Arya, she's Fitri Hanum Fauziah father's daughter. As well as the princess of this village. He is like a rose we keep, so that no hands are picking carelessly. Tonight, with much consideration and full of trust. We are all including me, ready to take off those roses!"

"I mean Mr. Arif!"

"Son Arya, I've asked Fitri. Will she come with you, help deliver your daughter!"

"Lantas, is doctor Fitri willing?" arya was curious.

"He is willing, but on condition that you should bring him with a halal relationship. It means you're willing not to marry my daughter!" arif said, Arya immediately lowered her head. Long Arya was silent, Arif clearly saw the concern in the look of Aryan's face.

"We will not force, Fitri does not want to go with people he does not know!" arif explained, Arya was silent. No sound could be heard from his lips.

"Sorry Mr. Arif, I apologized earlier. I am not willing to marry your daughter. Great woman with many advantages, but!"

"Say son Arya, we will not be offended!"

"First, I'm older than your daughter. Second, I am not a good priest. My life in the city is not good, many sins that I often do. The real difference between me and my daughter. Third, he was someone with incredible knowledge and talent. Why do I feel I will not be able to bear all the advantages? Moreover, I came with the intention of asking for help. Is deserved? Had Mr. Arif's daughter been married for such a low reason!" said Arya, Arif nodded in understanding, Arif turned towards Fitri. Seemed a nod of the head from Fitri, do not know what the meaning of the nod of the head? One thing is certain, Arif is happy to see Fitri's head nod.

"Had Fitri been willing to accept all the shortcomings of Aryan boy. Is son Arya willing to accept father's daughter? To be honest, the first time I saw Aryan boy. There is a sense of admiration for the manners of Aryan boy. Your heart feels ready to let Fitri be yours. Without you care about the status of the widower you hold. You're older than Fitri or the past you've experienced!"

"Pak Arif, if the doctor Fitri is willing to accept all that. I am willing to accept your request!" arya said loudly, Arif nodded in understanding.

"However, if I may ask, what is the reason why Dr. Fitri accepted this marriage?" arya said, Arif immediately turned to Fitri. The mother immediately nudged Fitri's arm, so that Fitri looked up to look at Arya.

"Fitri, tell me your reason!"

"Include, I'm Fitri Hanum Fauziah. Sorry if my father's request surprised you. But in my religion and my principles, there was never a word of courtship. Therefore I will only meet men who intend sincerely on me. Without seeing any weakness or more within me. First, acknowledgement of the dark past and the status you hold. Real shows an honesty from a man who is full of lust. Second, the way you tell all your weaknesses and the reasons for your rejection. I feel there is sincerity in every word. A sincerity that will make you miss the chance to receive my help. Given your daughter's condition, you should have tried to take me by any means. Including accepting this marriage, no matter how I feel. Third, I have very rarely or perhaps never met men who value the advantages of women. Men tend to feel great and will never feel inferior to them. Attitudes and thoughts that imply a care without limits. You think of my feelings, beyond your interests!" said Fitri softly with her soft voice, Arya was silent to hear the melodious voice of Fitri. Fitri's two eyeballs rattled Arya's heart. Eyes that look clear are full of shade.

"Son Arya, now tell me your answer. Will you marry my daughter!" arif said, Arya nodded without hesitation. Fitri smiled behind her veil.

"Bless your head, look at Fitri's face and you can reject this marriage!" said Arif, Fitri took off the veil that covered his face. But Arya immediately lowered her head and did not want to see Fitri's face.

"Why Arya?"

"Sir Arif, enough I hurt him for one bad reason. I don't want to, after seeing her face I hurt her even more!"

"But this is your right, so that you do not regret marrying Fitri!"

"Marrying a woman full of sincerity will not make me regret it. I'll look him in the face, when my heart starts to love him!" rejecting Arya, Fitri nodded while removing her veil.

"Mr Arya, please look at my face!" Arya looked deeper.

"Return your veil, if indeed you cherish me and consider me your future chief priest!" arya said firmly.