Dew Under the Rain
Murka

Juna rubbed Dew's shoulders incessantly. He hoped the girl would calm down. "Stop the rain we go home, yes, Mbul."

Dew nodded resignedly, he no longer wanted to watch. Right now he just wants to go home and cover his ears and eyes with a pillow.

Every drop of rain falls, repeating all the events of the past. I don't know until when that memory can be lost from the memory of Dewun.

Minute by minute awaited by Juna also Dewun. Dew still continues to hold Juna's athletic body. Although Juna actually wants to go home quickly. He could not bear to see his nephew who was still crying until his clothes were wet.

Slowly, the rain stopped. Juna headed for his wet bike on the outskirts of the shop. He wiped the water that spilled from the sky. The dew is approaching Juna.

"Om, we're going home, right?"

Juna who was still busy wiping his seat looked at the Dew of Pity, he took a deep breath and then nodded.

"Yes." Yeah."

Finished with his activities, Juna turned on his motorbike. Without being asked Dew directly sat behind Juna. He hugged Juna's body by leaning his head on Juna's shoulder. His eyes were soaked from crying for too long.

"Yesterday, don't you want to eat first?" tawar Juna glanced towards Dew which seemed to close his eyes.

"Mbul," call Juna again. The girl raised her head.

"No, Om. I want a spit to the house," he replied lethargic.

"OKs. Hold on tight, yeah."

Juna drove a little speeding motor, he was afraid if the rain came again before they arrived home. He did not want to see the Dew of fear until it was difficult to breathe.

"Ok, we've arrived," said Juna who made Dewunn immediately go down and open his helmet. Juna picked it up without holding back the Dew that seemed to rush towards his room.

Dew immediately splashed down on the mattress submerging his face in the pillow. While Juna continued to stare at the Dew room with pity.

Marni and Roy approach Juna who is still standing in the doorway of his room.

"Growing still afraid of rain?" marni asked, looking at Juna intensely.

Juna nodded, "Still, Mom."

Marni took a long breath. He did not know how to make Dew can be cured of his phobia. There was no way he could stop the rain.

Roy gently swept Marni's shoulder. The three of them knew very well the attitude of Dew when it rains. However, when indoors, the Dew only closes the eyes as well as the ears. Not as bad as being outside.

**

Galang called Dewun last night, but Dewun did not respond. It shrunk Galang's intention to pick up Dew at his home.

True, Dew deliberately avoided Galang. He's still licking because of Galang last night. This morning, Dewun asked to be delivered by Juna. Luckily, Juna went to work in the day shift.

So, Juna has plenty of time to take Dew and walk around his residence. He had not enjoyed the beautiful scenery around the beautiful and green.

"Om, are you ready?"

"Udah," replied Juna who was only wearing an oversize shirt with his shorts. Flip-flops he also wears when heating his motorbike.

Dew pampit on Roy is also Marni. He kissed the back of their hands reverently. Backpacks are already on his back, school uniforms are also neat he wears.

"Come, Mbul."

"Yes." Yeah."

They walked down the black asphalt road that had recently been repaired. Dew deliberately left early so as not to meet with Galang, because he still did not want to see Galang early this morning.

"Yet, you're not part of this?"

"No, Om. I intentionally left early in the morning. Go to the library."

Juna's mouth is round, Juna is often nosy with Dewun. At this moment, he pinched the back of Dew's hand to break their morning silence.

"Aw, sick, Om."

"Masa? Om aja not felt," her god who showed a smile mellow Dew.

"Gee! Om the pinch! Try here, change it!" reply Dew that pinches Juna's waist until it tickles.

"Grab, Om again bring this bike. Stop, dong!"

"Let's not feel, tuh!"

"If Om falls, you fall too, Mbul ...."

The dew pursed his lips, right what Juna said. Dew lose in a big way if the business is nosy. Juna is the champion. They arrived in front of the school gate.

Dew is coming down from the Juna motor. Dew kissed the back of Juna's hands. Juna pinched the Dew cheek.

"Drug, Embul. Studying hard, yes. But are you really okay? It's still quiet, loh. Want to wait until the rame, right?"

"Gee! Om, what the hell? The teachers also stopped coming. Dew is okay, Om. Ntar if there's anything, Dump the phone Om."

"Promise, huh?"

"Yes, Om. Right there," Dew swiped his hand in front of Juna. Dew stepped in after Juna's departure, he walked through the hallways to the library.

Fun to walk, his bag pulled someone from behind, it made him immediately turn around. His face with Galang's face was almost not far away. Dew was stunned, silent for a moment and stared at Galang nanar.

"Grown, I miss you," said Galang who made Dew can not wart. He glued without blinking. Either the devil or indeed the Dew was tempted by the handsome man before him. Dew kissed Galang lips at a glance.

Then turning around in shame, he cursed himself who could not resist the turmoil in the chest. Luckily the school is still empty. The slender waist of Dew was pulled closer by Galang, one hand Galang touched the cheek of Dewun.

Error*******soft Dew lips. Although this was the first time for the two of them, Galang was quite shrewd. Both are******** spilling the flavor that is on their chest.

Dew closed his eyes, he wanted to remember this moment. A few seconds passed, Galang released their first kiss. Dew looked embarrassed, his face was already red like a tomato.

The dew immediately ran away from Galang. His heart was timid, he had not expected to have a wonderful breakfast this morning. Dew stepped towards the toilet, he cupped his face.

"Yes, God. I was ashamed" he said, then sweeping his lips with his tongue. He could still feel the sweetness of Galang's lips. He held onto his chest that did not stop beating fast.

"Oh my God, my heart why it's almost dislodged, it feels," he said again.

His phone rang, he took it out of his shirt pocket. The error that sent the message.

"Grow up, why are you running?"

"Sorry, Lang."

"You stay with me" said Galang, followed by a sad emoticon.

Dew came out of his hiding place. He wanted to approach Galang, but his steps were stopped by Siska and his friends.

They surrounded the Dew in front of the bathroom. Frowning in wonder, he looked at the three girls before him with a puzzled look.

"Get aside, I want to pass by," put away the Dew that wants to leave in front of the three. However, his steps were scuttered by Siska until he fell on the floor.

The dew rose and swept his dirty hands. Siska grabbed Dew's hair, her gaze grew more and more unsettled.

"Women don't know themselves! You have a glass, at home? Huh uh?!"

"Siska, if Galang chooses me, that means you're not attractive enough for him."

Siska was getting mad at hearing the words Dewun. Indeed, Siska from the beginning liked Galang. Many times Siska approached and coded Galang, but Galang closed his eyes.

Siska increasingly pulled Dew's hair until she looked up, Dew held her hair so as not to hurt too much when Siska grabbed it stronger.

"Siska!" a sudden snarl was between them. Apparently, Bayu complained when he heard Siska's scream as he was about to step into the toilet.

In haste Bayu looked for the existence of Galang who was casually walking towards the classroom. Bayu comes behind Galang. Siska immediately released the Dew by slamming the Dew body on the floor.

Galang Reflexes instantly approached the Dew and helped it rise. Galang stared intently at Siska after handing over the Dew to Bayu to take to class.

Dew hugged himself and walked in front of Bayu. Galang stepped closer to Siska who was walking backwards, Galang's gaze deadly. He was ready to pounce on Siska.

"Lang, it's your fault that you chose Dew!"

"God! Your brain is wrong, Siska!" snapped Galang who pointed at Siska's head. The girl bowed for a moment. Then he raised his face again.

"You are wrong, Galang! You never look at me!" the screams are already in disarray.

Galang forcibly pulled Siska's arm. He'll take her to the guidance teacher's room. He could no longer receive treatment that might further harm the Dew in the future.

"Lang, leila!" snapped Siska who tried to escape with all her might from the clutches of Galang.

"No!"

"Galange, pelein ...!" he kept rebelling. Siska continued to hit Galang's veined hand which did not budge at all.

Galang does not want today's events to repeat themselves. He promised to protect the Dewun. Dew sits on his desk after being ushered in by Bayu.

"Bay, what would Galang do to Siska?"

"At least Galang dragged Siska to BP room or if Siska nolak, he will make the same calculation as a child," replied Galang who knows the original attitude of Galang.

"Counting?" asked the Dew that fused the two eyebrows together. "How about, what calculation?"

Bayu shrugged both his shoulders. When it comes to calculations, Bayu himself is not sure. For Galang never showed his outrageous anger. Also, Galang has never dated before.

"Why, Bay?" asked Azriel who suddenly embraced Bayu's shoulder.

"Decision."

"What habits?" azriel asked frowned, looking at the two confusedly.

"So, Siska pulled my hair, Zriel."

"What?!" The three immediately turned their heads towards Naura who was already present without making a sound in their midst.

"Naura?"

"I'm the same way, Mbun!" naura snapped which had already kicked down the table.

"Ra, Galang's done that. Uda, yeah. Anyway, I'm okay, too."

"You know, yeah. Always do that! Let him not be a habit, Mbun!"

"Ra, please!"

Bayu also Azriel retreated slowly to leave the two friends who were arguing. They know, if women have fought then only they can solve it themselves.