Dew Under the Rain
Desperate to be questioned by Girlfriend

Dew suddenly rise, up to the bederit chair. Dew approached Juna who was standing in front of the fridge. The Dew stared at Juna full of telisik.

He swept every mimic of Juna's face, Juna slowly swallowed the heavy salivary. The dew hugged him tightly. Her ears were on Juna's chest.

"Om, only Om the Dew has. Don't get sick, Om," said Dewun who made Juna slip. Marni and Roy are also surprised to see the Dew so.

Juna rubbed the back of the soft Dew. "God willing, Om will take care of your health. You too, yeah. That's why not boyfriend. You're a little girl."

The dew released his embrace and slightly pushed Juna's body to the stumbling of the refrigerator.

"Gee! Huh, ah. Om Juna ngeselin!"

"Aw!" moaning Juna held his back. Marni and Roy just laughed looking at them.

"Just say Om don't get sick, now you're the one who hurts Om."

"City'."

"Already, already. You guys are." Roy broke up so that there were no more small quarrels that indeed because of their attitude this simple house became crowded.

"Honey, tomorrow Grandma, Om Juna, same Grandpa wants to make a pilgrimage to your Mama's grave. You're not coming?"

"Come, Grandma. They miss the same as well. Especially Papa."

"Yes, honey."

Ahmad and Ratna leave assets for Dewun. The house they lived in, the car used by Ahmad is still cared for by Roy until now.

Retirement money and some savings for Dew until he finished college. Their former home was left empty. However, there was a housekeeper to clean up while staying there.

Dew, Marni and Roy rarely go there. Only Juna would occasionally come to see what to fix there. Whether it's tile, water pipe or paint that has peeled off. Juna is active for all the improvements of the sister's house.

Sometimes, when he has a task or seminar in the city, he will spend the night there even if not for long. The housekeeper is also not an unknown person, Juna is looking for a person who is still a distant cousin of Roy.

**

"Embul," called Juna who opened the door of the Dew room that was not locked.

The dew sitting at the study table turned towards him. His hand still holds the pen. The lights on the table are still on.

"Yes, Om."

"You've been studying for a long time?"

"A little more done, Om."

"Em .. temeni Om streets yuk. Do it when you're done."

"okay."

"Well, wait in the TV room, yeah."

"Yes, Om." Juna rubbed the head of the soft Dew. Their closeness is so. Juna prefers to travel with Dewun than Nia.

Juna is not interested in anyone at the moment. Although he was already thirty years old, but he was still relaxed. A handsome face with firm jaws, it would actually not be difficult for him to look for the woman he wanted. Moreover, she is a doctor, Nia who is quite beautiful is not able to shake Juna's heart.

"Om," call the neat Dew. Wearing torn jeans with a short-sleeved shirt.

"Udah finished?"

"Udah, Om."

"Yuk."

Juna wears knee-length semi jeans with oversized t-shirts.

"Om wearing shorts isn't it cold?"

"No."

Dew just go up to the motor Juna. Juna gave her the usual helmet Dew wear.

"Where are we going, Om?"

"There's no special place, anyway. I just want to hang out with you."

They kept telling me all the way somewhere. For Juna, he just wanted to go around with his nephew. Sometimes Juna was struck with Dewun questions.

"Om, why don't you have a boyfriend? So, if you want to go for a walk do not need to jump Dew, invite a girlfriend Om."

Juna glanced at the moment Dew that was in his bonce. "Om, don't want to. Not no practice, but it's Om's principle."

"But, it's Om. I want to have a aunt. So, if shopping has a theme."

"Just like Grandma, you can."

"Different, dong Om. Can Grandma hangout?"

Juna was silent, lazily responding to Dewun's words. Thus, Juna. If you have heard things that require him to have a partner, he will be silent and avoid.

Juna stopped his motorbike near the satay merchant. Dew opened his helmet, then Juna put it on top of the tank. Next to what he wears.

"We eat satay first, Mbul."

"Om, if on the outside call my real name, dong," whispered Dewun who made Juna bow slightly.

"Yes, sorry, yeah." Dew heads Juna's favorite place. They stepped into the tent, and landed their buttocks on the red plastic chair.

"The goat satay is one, you satay what Mbun?"

"Em, chicken o'm."

"Sate the chicken one, yeah, Bang."

"Yes, Mas. Wait a minute, yeah."

Juna put his phone on the table. That flat thing rings, Nia's name says. Dew looked in that direction.

"Not lifted, Om?"

"No, lazy."

"No. He said, Om is not focused there. That girlfriend wasn't on the life list, Om."

The dew turned his lips to hear Juna's words. He knows very well how Juna is. Firm in principle, although the weight he remains consistent.

"Om, is the doctor tired?"

"Depends on who's doing it."

"But, Om cool. At a young age, he became a surgeon."

"Ck! Thirty years old, young again. You are young, so for the youth now, you must focus on chasing dreams. Not even boyfriends."

Dew grumbled, again Juna slipped the words. Dew until they hear it. The ordered satay finally arrived.

"Of up, Mbul," whispered Juna teasing Dewun. Dew grumbled, Juna just gave a smile.

The Dew's phone creaked, he didn't dare to look at it. Afraid, if that's a message from Galang. Not to mention the name of the contact on the flat object is so romantic, Dew suddenly deg-degan. Every now and then he glanced towards the phone that was given silent mode.

Sure enough, Galang called. Dew turns off the phone. Fear of being caught by Juna. Juna was busy chewing goat satay with peanut seasoning cooked perfectly.

He enjoyed every piece of meat that came off his skewer. Not infrequently muttered to himself because of his delicacy. Dew is in anxious hope mode. However, someone's unease was troubling him.

The girl with shoulder-length hair was busy looking for something. He leaned down to the bottom of the table and also the chair.

"Oh, where, huh?" he murmured while tucking his hair into the earlobe. He slightly bent around the table. His face looked confused.

"So that feeling, I brought. Well, how'd it pay?" his his hiss again that makes Dew concerned also pity. Dew pulls the end of Juna's shirt.

Juna was busy with her favorite food. He does not care about the surrounding environment if it has eaten the goat satay owned by Bang Miun.

"Om," called Dew which made Juna glance at him.

"Om, um bring money, right?"

Juna took a slow breath, stopping her eating for a moment. "Masa' ya Om want to eat don't bring money."

"Much?" ask again.

Juna suddenly fused his eyebrows together. "Emang why?"

"That" pointed the Dew to the lady who was currently standing down while apologizing. Bang Miun was clearly furious. It makes no sense to eat without money.

Juna Attention leads to the object that Dew pointed. "Not to interfere in people's affairs, Mbul."

"But, Om. Poor thing," said Dewun again.

Juna took a deep breath. "Bang, let me just pay," said Juna who made his second look. Don't forget the girl thanked me, too.

Juna simply replied with a nod. Dew smiled with sparkling eyes staring at the girl.

"Om, that girl is pretty, yeah."

Juna only glanced at a glance. Not responding to the little girl. Juna had finished eating, not forgetting he paid for his order as well as the woman earlier.

"How, Bang?"

"Regular, Doc. Doctor Juna Kayam has never eaten here."

Juna handed him a piece of fifty thousand money. Bang Miun is busy looking for change.

"Udah, Bang. Take it back, all right."

"Thank you, Doc. May cepet dapet mate. A good man must be a good man."

Juna raised the corner of her lips. Breathe in slowly. The dew sniggered while closing its mouth. Juna stared at the Dew, the girl tightly shut her mouth.

They rushed home, not too good late. Dew tomorrow must be up early for school. On the way, they cross Febby, the girl they met.

"Om, Om don't want to know the girl?"

"Ck! Embul, mending you learn. Don't worry about romance, Om. Okay?"

Clearly the Dew pursed his lips. He pinched Juna's waist. Juna jumped amusedly.

"Oh, Om this jealousy! Yeah, right?"

"Ngaco you, Mbul."

**

They also arrived home. Marni and Roy were sitting on the terrace. They enjoy the cool night breeze accompanied by the sound of crickets. Thousands of stars spread across the sky, adding to the beauty of this rustic atmosphere.

"Assalamualaik."

"Moskalamic. Where are you guys from?" marni asked to see those who had just stepped on the tile terrace.

"Om Juna ngajakin Dew ngangin, Grandma."

"Om, you're tuh. Not that nemeni learned even ngajak you play."

"Every once, Mom. Juna also misses the same streets Dewun."

"Don't you ask?"

"Didih, I went with Mother Dong. Masa' Juna is hiding."

"Yes, I want to, too, sir. Remember the past time we dated."

Juna also chuckled at the debate between the two parents. Juna shook his head in surprise and went to the room. So did Dewun, he immediately reached into his pants pocket to see his phone that had been ringing since earlier in the call Galang.

Since then Galang has been worried not overbearing. Although he knew, if the girl with round eyes had not responded to his love. But, Galang was sure that his love would be reciprocated.

From the last he saw from the eyes of the Dew, there were seeds of love painted there. Dew back to make a call on Galang.

"Hello."

"Hello, Girlfriend. Where the hell, anyway. Cheating again, huh?"

"Didfuck, cheating, cheating. Dating also never, how to cheat," Dewun lips who mengoleum smile but with a very very slow voice.