Be My Bu ~ Be My Beloved
DPR Chapter 3

6 Years ago

Indonesia

“Rain until when do you want to be like this just because of a girl?”

The scale to come all the way to Jogja because the nephew who lives in an apartment with Rain told that his son had been locked up in his room for days and did not want to talk. He just went out to pick up food that he didn't spend sometimes and then came back in.

“Papa actually doesn't want to say this because it must sound cruel in your ears, but you should know as a man you are weak if it comes to this just because of a girl. Come onlah! there are still many other girls out there.”

The scale jolted, his mouth clenching instantly as Rain turned with the look of an eagle's eyes. The man restored his hair and turned towards his wife-Bianca who since then could only hold back tears at the state of her son who was so chaotic just because it was decided by a girl.

“Papa will buy you a ticket to Australia! Suck her! Or should Papa order a private jet for you right now?” ask a frustrating scale.

“Not to be followed, for what?” snapped Bianca who had since heard her son was left for granted by Dewun became enraged. “You Rain boy, there are still many girls who want to be with you. He left you means no longer have feelings for you, why do you mourn him like this?”

Gama-cousin Rain who had been eavesdropping from inside the room felt guilty. Gama is also injured because of the girl who also made Rain injured. Dew. Yeah, his name is Dewun. The jolly girl who made him fall in love. The girl he knew from a messaging application, the girl he followed up to Jogja but unfortunately Dewun even first dated his own cousin.

“Papa and Mama don't have to worry, I will go to school tomorrow,” Rain said as he stood up and went into his room.

After seeing her son's back disappear Bianca and Skala replied, giving each other a code. With the language of the heart they agreed that there was no need to go back to discussing the matter with the son. The scale approached Bianca with both hands around her waist, intending to talk about Rain again, but she was startled by the sudden arrival of her son.

“My phone is broken, can Papa buy her a new one?” Rain showed a flat object in his dead hand with the screen broken. He slammed the object after Dew said that their love was only monkey love.

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Australia

“How is my son Dok?”

With fluent English Axel asked the state of his daughter. Dew suddenly fainted after eating strawberries. Given that the birth mother of Dew-Rea has a food intolerance that will cause shortness of breath when eating the fruit, Axel also explained to the doctor so that the doctor could more easily make the diagnosis to his daughter.

“We are still waiting for blood test results, hope the results come out soon.”

The doctor patted Axel on the shoulder and then went from the front of the Dew treatment room. That answer clearly did not dampen Axel's worry. The man rubbed his face roughly, since returning to Australia his daughter became quiet. Cheerfulness seems to be destroyed from the self of Dewun. Axel felt all this was his fault, he cupped the side of his head, his tears dripping along with the wife who opened the room door.

“Ax!” Jojo clasped her husband's shoulders, trying to calm down. He knew clearly Axel must have felt very guilty about what happened to Dewun.

“I ruined it, I made his mind and body hurt. What kind of father am I?” Axel's shoulders trembled violently, while Jojo tried to hold back the sound of his crying even though the clear crystal had also decayed soaked his cheeks.

“No Ax, no. Sooner or later the Dew must also know, he must know why he was born twins but instead has a distant difference with his brother. I'm the one who should be blamed, why do I forbid you to tell him from the beginning, why wait until he's seventeen?”

“Mi!"

Sky rubbed the bottom of his own eyes to tell Jojo that there were still traces of tears there. Axel looked away, rubbed his face before entering to meet the beloved princess.

Two days later, it looks healthy. He even wore regular clothes because he was allowed to go home. The girl was sitting on the bed, looking at her phone to read a message she never wanted to delete from there. Even though the person who had replied to his message could not be contacted again.

“Hallo Bubu, is it healthy?”

Dew was shocked and immediately put down the phone when the doctor greeted him using Indonesian. Jojo who entered with the doctor saw clearly the princess kept the phone in a hurry, the woman knew what her daughter had just done.

“Doctors can speak Indonesian?” tanya Dewun uses Indonesian as well.

“Sure, because I am of Indonesian descent.”

Dew Eyes look boughtak. He looked at Jojo, trying to find a justification of the words of the doctor who some days monitored his health condition. The smile of the woman he loved so much answered his curiosity.

“I will say this, if Dew does not understand just ask, okay,” said the doctor.

Dew instead frightened, he realized before entering the hospital his condition was fine. His hands trembled slightly, he was afraid that the doctor would sentence him to a deadly disease. Until Jojo smiled and clasped his hands tightly.

“You have food intolerance, and this happens due to heredity.”

“What?” A startled puddle heard the doctor say, he scanned Jojo's face and the woman simply nodded and rubbed her back gently.

“Mama Rea also has food intolerance like that,” Jojo said.

“But for you, your food intolerance will only appear when you are in a state of stress,” added the doctor.

“A-a-what is this deadly disease?” ask Dew stamped.

“No, certainly not. Just don't eat strawberries while feeling tired, bad mood.” The doctor paused his sentence. “You know I mean ‘kan?”

The dew nodded, he was aware of his condition. “But why new now?”

The doctor and Jojo looked at each other, they couldn't possibly explain that the mental and psychiatric Dew later had a bit of a problem.

“Yes, because usually it is at the age of fifteen years and over this condition just happened,” doctor's lie. And maybe this is called a lie that can be understood.

“But I suggest from now on do not need to eat the fruit, is not prevention better than cure, Mom?” The doctor asked with a laugh, he even pinched his cheek, this made Dew feel if his condition did not need to be worried excessively.