Dew Under the Rain
Rainforest Dew

"Lang?" call the Dew that made Galang turn to him. He did not want the girl he loved to be close to anyone. Especially that new kid.

Back Dew called Galang, he shook his body. Galang was jerked and immediately took the hand Dew carried him on his thigh.

"Mbun, tomorrow I will tell Mr. Santo that you refuse, yes." The dew nodded obediently, they continued on their way somewhere.

The motorcycle stopped at a cafe. A green look was plastered in their eyes, the mountain was clearly visible. They sit on a bean bag each.

Galang approached Dewun, then sat down next to him. Next to her hand hugged the shoulder of the Dew. The spoiled dew, directly placed his head on Galang's chest.

"Mbun, if we marry young, what do you think?"

"Lang, you think it's a distance."

"I'm afraid of losing you, Mbun."

"Om Juna won't be ngizinin."

"How's the staff?"

Dew himself does not know what to answer. This was a new relationship with Galang. If you suddenly get married, the continuation of college will definitely be hindered.

"I don't know, Lang." Dew can feel the heartbeat of Galang increasingly tight. His ears were right on that side of the meat while choosing Galang's clothes.

"You love me, don't you?"

"How do you know that?"

"If you love me, kiss dong." Dew turned to the left right, he was clearly embarrassed. Also, do not want to be a habit Galang to ask to be obeyed. Dew berkilah and continue to slip, reluctant to comply with Galang's request.

For him, feeling in Galang's arms like this is enough. Dew feels protected by the figure of Galang.

Two glasses of ice they ordered arrived, they tasted each other's drinks and laughed happily together.

The weather was clear, suddenly the rain flushed both of them. The dew is glued, it cannot move. His breathing felt very difficult, even he squeezed his chest.

Dew grimaced like a person in pain, his body felt stiff. Galang hugged him tightly, Dew blinked slowly staring at Galang.

"There I am, Mbun. I'll protect you."

"L-Lang, take me home," said Dew evenly along with the narrowing of the air entering the chest cavity.

Galang further tightened his embrace, further enveloping the body of the Dew. A weeping dew, unable to bear to remember the memories of the past that destroyed his world.

"L-Lang, please take me home," he begged the less intense with raindrops that were like pricking his skin with needles.

Dew's phone rang, Juna called her. A dew that has no power to the trauma suddenly fainted.

Distraught, he carried the body of the Dew to shelter even though it was too late. Dew's cheeks were beaten slowly by Galang, he asked whoever was in the cafe to help.

They were surrounded by people who saw them. The dew is out of breath because the heart and the psychic are not strong about the trauma.

A woman split through the crowd and directly approached the Dew. He pumped the heart of the Dew until the girl managed to cough and managed to wake up.

Galang raised the Dew phone that had been ringing since. Dew was directly in Galang's arms.

"Hello, Om Juna."

"Why did you lift? Where's Dew?"

"Grow...."

"Hello, Om," replied Dew in a weak voice.

"Grow, are you okay?"

"Om Juna, Dew wants to go home."

"Where are you? Dew did something happen to you? Say the same Om, Dew...!" yelled Juna from across the phone. Juna was lightning-fast running without hearing Dew's answer first.

Intentions, Galang wants to heal the trauma of the Dew. But what happened was just the opposite.

Juna left the hospital, without telling anyone. He ran down the alley to the parking lot.

"Doctor Juna, where are you going?" ask one of the nurses who saw Juna running as fast as he could.

Juna turned on the motor and immediately stuck the gas. Although he did not know where the Dew was exactly, he did not care. He can call Dewun again later.

When he almost reached the neighborhood, Juna called Dewun. He called Dewun, a long time ago newly appointed.

"Grow, where are you? Get you now, yeah."

"Grow in the cafe Bening," said Dewun memelas. At this time, only Juna Dewun needed even though there was Galang beside him.

Galang actually did not accept it with a Dew attitude that seemed to look at him there was nothing. However, everything Dew has experienced today is indeed his fault. Galang intention is good, want Dew healed. But, that actually makes Dew hurt.

"Mbun, you let me take you home, yeah."

The dew shook weakly, he did not want anyone. Just want Juna, since the heartbreaking incident, only Juna managed to win the Dewun.

Juna arrived at the place where Dewun meant, he immediately ran slowly looking for the existence of Dewun. His face looked angrily staring at Galang sharply. Not to mention, the drenched body of the Dew.

"You're what about Dew? Say it!" snapped Juna who increasingly glared asking for an explanation from Galang. He was silent, he did not dare to tell the truth.

"Om, bring the Dew home," the Dew slowly turns Juna's eyes towards the Dew. Juna takes the Dew to his motorbike. The body of the Dew is still very weak.

Juna raised the Dew onto the motor, wrapped the Dew hand around his waist. He was afraid of falling before he got home. No matter what white coat he wears, it gets dirty.

Only Dew is Juna's priority at the moment. Leaving her job just like that makes Juna an irresponsible person. However, Dew is still dew for Juna who will always cool his heart even though noon has come.

Although the dew only came at dawn and then disappeared in the sunlight that began high.

Arriving at home, Galang carried the Dew on his back. He entered after Marni greeted them in panic.

"Put it down here, Juni. Mom get some warm water for the dew."

Juna checked the pulse of the rice Dew that looked weak. He took the stethoscope out of his pocket. Lucky nothing happened. The back of Juna's hand rested on his forehead, he frowned.

Dew body temperature rose a few degrees, Marni asked Juna to bring a small towel to compress the Dew.

In the doorway, Galang seemed to regret his actions that seemed to force the Dew to heal. He walked slowly and knelt beside the lying Dewun.

"Mbun, I'm sorry, yeah. I just want you to heal."

"What do you mean?" ask Juna who has pulled Galang's clothes. His gaze was like an eagle that would finish its prey alive.

Galang's body until raised to his feet, Juna glared asking for an explanation from Galang. The tall man just looked down inside. He was ready if Juna beat him up to make up for his guilt for the woman he loved so much.

"Om.... "

"Why?" snapped Juna who had seen veins on her neck, her voice was so thunderous.