Dew Under the Rain
Fandy and Febby

Dew is creeping rapidly. Usually the roof is never like this. I don't know because in front of Fandy. Dew became very ashamed of Galang's friendly attitude landed his kiss.

Galang went to split the slightly rocky road, leaving Fandy as well as Dew. The dew still stands in front of him.

"Where do you want to learn?" ask Fandy who tried to melt his heart that had been frozen in there.

"There are people in your house?"

"Some, Mama's with my sister."

Dew pursed his lips, he thought for quite a while. If you study inside, maybe he will be safe because he is not alone with Fandy. But it will definitely be disturbed by the questions surrounding him.

"Learn there, aja," point Dew to the brown-wooded gazebo. He took off his shoes to get up there. Put down his bag and get some books out of there.

Fandy went into the house to change his clothes, and made him a drink for Dew. Seeing his sister's unusual attitude, Febby becomes suspicious.

"Tumbens?"

"What the hell, brother?" he replied annoyed and immediately stepped into the room. Dew is still focused on opening the books that he will give to Fandy.

Febby stomped, trying to see the girl sitting in the gazebo from behind the curtains.

"Whose girl?" ask Febby who is the maximum.

"What the hell, Brother. Very cap."

"Be aware that your macems, yes!"

"Guah!" fandy's lips went straight to the kitchen. He looks busy taking two glasses that have been filled with orange juice taken from the refrigerator.

"Repot really," sneered Febby who made Fandy turn the eyeball lazily.

Febby folded his hands in front of his chest, then took the jar that already contained wafer bread there. He put it on a tray that Fandy would carry.

"Favor, Brother."

Fandy's steps quickly headed towards the gazebo where the Dew sat. The sweet red-clothed girl was busy opening page after page of her book.

"Mbun," called Fandy who had already placed the tray beside him.

"Repot would be, Fan."

"Not bothered, Mbun."

"We start here, yes," said Dewun pointing to his book on the middle page.

Fandy began to write, Febby who was curious to move the curtains to see who the girl who was with his sister was.

He widened his eyes, he had already met Dew several times.

"That's... Dew?" murmuring to himself, again he sharpened his gaze. Once again he stared intensely at the teen scene there.

"Yes, that's actually Dew."

His shoulder was patted by his mother, he jumped in shock. He became grinned by horses, ashamed of being caught watching his sister.

"What is this stuff?" He invited her to go from there.

"Udah, don't bother your sister."

"Mom, that's Dew, right?" asked Febby who was still curious, Sri looked out to make sure Febby said. He nodded, after seeing the Dew that was focused on teaching his son.

"Yes, why?"

"It's okay. It's just the same as it is."

"Juna?" guess Sri who understands the mimic meaning of Febby's face that raises the corner of the lips. This long haired girl nodded.

"Why Juna?"

"Febby proposed to him last night, ma'am."

"What?" sri asked confused until the curved eyebrows almost fused.

"Yes, what the fuck? You said Lamar Juna, where's your pride?" sri who did not expect the attitude of her son. "Don't tell me, you're in his room screaming in the hospital?"

Febby stepped away, leaving Sri who was still dictating to the child. Febby's like no burden, gawking into the room just like that.

"Febby!" sri shouted that made him stop his steps in the doorway.

"What's this, Ma?" The middle-aged man in a brown surnamed outfit was instantly shocked to see his wife and child arguing. Alfian who was often called Mr. Fian was sitting on the sofa opening his shoes.

"Febby's a shame, Pa."

Fian looked at Febby questioningly, while removing the black socks from his feet.

"What are you doing, Feb?"

"Nothing, Pa."

"Lied!" sri shouted that made Dewun and Fandy gasp in shock. Dew widened his round eyes and then blinked rapidly.

"I think I chose the wrong place" said Fandy who felt not conducive to the atmosphere at his home.

"So? Shall we end it, shall we?"

"Emmh, how are you, Mbun?"

"You want to move?" the Dew proposal that he himself was uncomfortable with the commotion that sounded there.

"Where?" Dew shrugged both of his shoulders, he himself did not know where to go. The most comfortable place is in his house.

Dewun and Fandy decided to get out of his house, still not found the place to go. They just walk down the beautiful streets of the area.

"You moved from Medan, didn't you?" Fandy nodded, Dewun knew Pak Lurah very well but not with his children. "Not Mr. Fian lurah here, why are you even in Medan, anyway?"

"Emmh, I live in my grandmother's house, Mbun. I didn't want to be invited back here, because I was at home living in my grandmother's house."

"Oh, how long was it in there?"

"From TK it's like."

The mouth of the Dew rounded, they walked leisurely aimlessly. Even though the hand of Dew still hugged the book. From far away Juna noticed the two teenagers who were talking.

He was very sure if it was a Dew. Juna did the motor to get closer.

"Grow, home!" juna's command made Dew take a deep breath, no more words came out. It is true, Juna was upset about the attitude of Dewun yesterday. But, Juna can not stay silent if Dew go with the guys is not clear according to him.

"Of Juna!" dew said by pursing the lips.

"Good!" juna's shaken order told Dewun to get on his bike.

"Fandy, sorry. We'll just keep going again tomorrow."

"Nothing, nothing! Just finish up here, there's no more tomorrow!"

"Of Juna...!" pekik Dew increasingly dislike the attitude of Juna.

"Don't you dare decetin Dew. Watch it!" threaten Juna who makes Fandy continue to pay attention to Juna.

Juna's motor drove fast leaving Fandy still riveted. Dew hit Juna's shoulder in a row. Juna was silent, neither replying nor stopping Dewun. He let the Dew evaporate his emotions.

Arriving at home, the face of the Dew is bent. He threw the original bag until it rang the items in his room fell. Juna is also as upset as Dewun, not yet finished Galang problem. He already had to see Dew play with another guy.

"Why's it, Jun?" asked Marni who seemed to hear a loud voice from the Dewun room.

"The same thing, Mom."

"On Galang?"

"No, one class is the other. Said, Dew him a transfer student."

"You shouldn't be so restless about the Dew, Jun. Let him play and learn, because that's his job."

"But, Mom."