Dew Under the Rain
Appears Curious Feeling

"Well, I'm your girlfriend" Galang replied with a crisp laugh. "Alright if you're cheating!"

"Don't you want to flap?"

"There, deh. Go ahead, Girlfriend. Sleep, gih. It's night. See you tomorrow at school, yeah." Galang was about to turn off his call, but the sound of Dew held him back.

"Enh ... Lang, it could not be if at school no one knows," Pinta Dewun with a look of doubt. Afraid that Galang would refuse his request.

"Yes. We're the backstreet of the kids, yeah. I also don't want Azriel to know. Know them for yourself, how."

"Yes, okay bye."

"Bye, Girlfriend."

The sudden dew stump smelled a smile. This is the first time he's been dating. Ah, what would Juna do if he knew Embun dating. Galang can be used as a pedal.

Juna is very overprotective with Dewun. Somehow he's so, maybe because he's the only Dew. Until he forgot to take care of himself.

Juna was staring at the ceiling of his room by putting both hands behind his head. He remembered the words of Dew earlier.

But once again he reiterated in his heart, not wanting to have a mooring of hearts for now. Drowsiness began to attack Juna, he fell asleep.

Early in the morning Juna had already left for the hospital. Entrance hours are at seven, as the morning shift takes place. Dew is still bathing, Juna has to leave.

Juna was riding his bike fast so as not to be late. Dew searching for the whereabouts of Juna that does not usually disappear.

"Om Juna where are you going, Grandma?" Marni who was busy preparing breakfast was joined by Juna.

"Om you, hurry up. Where can't have breakfast, again."

"Yes, maybe it's time to pick up, Grandma." Dew glanced at the clock that was still at six. Roy joined the two of them at the dining table with a sarong and a white T-shirt.

"You'll let Grandpa deliver, yeah."

"Yes, Cake. Maybe Juna was in a hurry to get home quickly. We have promised to make a pilgrimage to Ratna's tomb as well as Ahmad."

Marni sighed for a while, which Roy said. That's why Juna rushed to get sick.

Dew decorated as beautiful as possible, because today he already has someone he wants to meet. Who else if not Galang, girlfriend who has not been answered by Dewun about his feelings. However, the boy remained confident in Dew's heart.

Not wrong, Dew does like Galang. The pink bando was already perched on his head. Do not forget to spray perfume around the neck also on the wrist.

Backpack is on his back, he immediately breakfast while waiting for Roy who is still cleaning himself.

A plate of fried rice was already in front of him.

"Sir, I can't if I bring supplies."

Marni stared intensely at Dewun, because not usually his favorite grandson brought provisions. Dew usually always spent breakfast in front of him.

"Tumbent kok?"

"Again, I want to, Grandma. Can you?"

"By dong, honey. Just a minute, yeah."

Marni took a container to fill the fried rice as well as the eggs there. Dew smiled with excitement. He deliberately brought provisions for breakfast with Galang. He wants to be alone with his heart, also to shorten the time.

Dew obviously wants to linger with Galang even though only in the school environment. Roy was ready and headed for the car he had heated earlier.

"Udah, Mbun?"

"Udah, Cake."

"Is there anything left behind?" ask Marni to make sure.

"It doesn't seem to exist, Grandma. Which Dew stocks, Grandma?" Marni gives a small bag to Dew. "Get out, Grandma. Assalamualaikum."

"Getishalam."

In the car there was not much chatter between them. The atmosphere is quiet, different when delivered by Juna. Joke and argue for sure they do until the ends of the Dew cambek.

Arriving at school, Galang with his motorbike was waiting in front of the fence. A smile was already painted on Galang's face. He looked the same as Dew stepped closer after Roy left.

Galang is eager to hold Dew's hand and walk together or maybe Dew is in his bonnet, while hugging him. Ah, it's beautiful, Galang thought.

The dew seemed to raise his hand to say hello. Azriel and Bayu call Galang first. The two of them are now crossing the Dewun, Galang returned the greeting of the two.

Dew pulled down his hand and pretended not to know Galang. Act as normal as possible, even though the heart is no longer because it feels.

"Wuih, Dew. Tumben-tumbenan use bando, usually also tied aja."

"Again, Ra. No way, huh? Weird, huh?"

"Ck! You're a pessimist, anyway. You're beautiful, Dew. It's also cool like morning dew, let alone this round eyeball of yours. So you want to see your parents."

"Yes," said Galang smiling sweetly as he swept his lips with his fingertips.

"What's real, Lang?"

"Huh? It's nothing." Galang's view continues to be fixed on Dewan as well as Naura.

"I parked the bike first, you guys go to class."

Both of his friends held up their thumbs. Galang deliberately asked Bayu and Azriel to leave first. He wants to say hello to his girlfriend.

Arriving in the parking lot, Galang reached into a pocket in the chest, pulled out his phone. He made a call to the Dew which he saw had begun to climb the stairs.

"Grow, I'll wait in the parking lot, yeah." The text message was sent Galang, he waited anxiously. Many times his gaze swept over the existence of Dew with a huff.

"Well, didn't he read my message, yeah." Gladly patting his flat object, he swept the clock-view screen.

Ten minutes the bell will ring. Dew who just entered the class immediately checked the phone. He only realized that there was a message coming from Galang about five minutes ago. The Dew rush left, leaving the screaming Naura calling out to him.

Dew berlark ridge to where Galang waiting for him. However, when it arrived there Galang did not exist. Dew highlights searching for the existence of Galang.

He was upset himself for not being able to find Galang. "Ouch, Dew. Why so much bego, anyway. Why not start learning hp already disilent. Argh!" grumbling Dews are upset.

From behind, the Dew's eyes were closed by someone with both hands. Dew fumbles on the already veined hand though smooth.

"Who, huh? Don't macem, deh."

He smiled and made no sound. He deliberately wanted to make his girlfriend was sprained like him who had waited long enough.

"Take a guess who?"

The dew hit the hand slowly, clearly he knew who the person behind him was. The man's voice was stored in the hearing of the Dew long enough.

"Yourself, Lang. I know it's you, right?"

Galang slowly released his hand from the round eyes of Dew. The girl immediately turned around and hit Galang's shoulder in a row.

"Aw, sick, Mbun."

"Thankfulness." Dew crossed hands and pursed lips.

"Sorry, yes" said Galang who touched Dew's hair. He tidied up the remains of the haircut that came out of his band.

Galang carried Dew's hand, and grasped it tightly. Their fingers were already linked, happy smiles were drawn on the faces of the two.

"Udah wants a bell. We're in, yuk!" The dew nodded then they parted by giving a long enough pause, so that no one would be suspicious.

Despite being in the same class, Dewun also agreed to cover up their romance.

Dew in but from the direction of the toilet. Making an alibi, who knows Naura asked. Dew rubbed both hands on her gray skirt from a splash of water.

"Where are you from, Mbun?"

"From the toilet, it was such a rush."

"Yes, what's wrong. Fortunately, Miss Rosi has not yet arrived."

"Thankful, deh."

Not long after, Galang entered without sin. His hand was placed in the pocket of his pants then stared at the Dew at a glance. He sat in his place.

"Lang, where are you from?"

"From parking. I said it."

"Yes, but how long is it?"

"The parking lot is full, so really get the other kids' bikes first."

"Oh."

Error sending a message to Dewun. "I forgot to ask you that."

"Ask what?"

"Are you my girlfriend yet?"

"Mmmmh ...."

Dew only replied to that, Galang chuckled for a moment. Dew Base, her inner. Dew turned towards Galang who looked relaxed.

Dew painted a thin smile, then turned back around. When his two best friends let their guard down, Galang played one eye. As Dew glared, his gaze turned towards Bayu, Azriel as well as Naura.

Thankful the three of them were not focused on paying attention. Backstreet is stressful.

"Where's the answer?" Back Dew's phone vibrated and saw a message from Galang.

"I answered, really."

"Where?"

"Yes, you are not sensitive. Wrong yourself."

Miss Rosi has arrived at the class. Teaching and learning activities began. I focused on listening and also taking notes on English lessons.

"Mbun, I noticed Galang see you continue, tuh," whispered Naura who elbowed the arms of Dewun. The dew turned, followed by Naura.

"Let's go, Ra. Her eyes are."

"Em, didn't anything happen last night between you?"

"You mean?"

"Yes, you guys came home last night. She's just love for you."

"Ck! You think this is sinteron, go home and keep getting shot? Our lives are now in real life, Ra. Do not mostly watch the drama, deh," said Dew at length. Actually in his heart he has been flowering since last night. Galang forced his love, which Dewun liked as well.

"Hem, not really fun, Mbun anyway."

"Focus, Ra."

"Yes, yeah." Naura grumbled while Bayu and Azriel were busy flirting with Galang who yesterday afternoon suddenly disappeared. Not to mention the bike he asked to be brought home by the two of them.

"Lang, where were you last night?"

"Not going anywhere."

"Not going anywhere, but your bike, we take it home."

"Yes, where do I see the Embhn alone raining. Poor to know, Lang."

Galang suddenly looked at his two friends alternately. "You see Dew?"

"He uh," they answered compactly.

"Continue?"

"We call him, but he's quiet, Lang. Where is the rain so heavy, how do you want to tolerate it? We're soaking wet on the bike."

"Don't you see? They are gone for a long time, you are gone too."

Seemed to think hard. What's with the Dew? If he had been well, he would have answered Bayu's call as well as Azriel.

"Which do you see, who's the same Dew? Didn't he go home with Naura?"

"Alone, Lang. Tau dah Naura where to. No one saw the nose."

Instantly Galang was silent staring at the back of the intense Dew while wondering in his heart, why his lover so. When he met yesterday, Dew looked difficult. In fact, to tie his shoelaces alone he was unable to.