Dew Under the Rain
Brother for Dewun

Ratna had finished braiding the Dew hair. The phone now turns to his hand.

"Mom, tomorrow masakin assinan, yes. Ratna wants to eat mother's pickled food."

"Yes. I'll go shopping, yeah."

"Sister, how do you bother Mom? At the ends I was told to shop," Juna grumbled as he pulled his earlobes slowly.

"Yes, it's okay, Arjuna. Ma'am again wanted. Who knows, that's Mama's last request."

"Hush! What the hell are you talking about, Ratna." Marni who heard Ratna's words was so disliked. A mother's premonition must be true, and now Marni's feelings are not being able to stop worrying about Ratna.

"Tau, here! Speaking of it's good." Juna was just as angry as Ratna said just now. Ratna simply responded with a smile.

"Arjuna, Mother, if Ratna is not there, you take care of Dew, yes."

"Related...!" juna answered quickly and turned the ball into a lazy matas. Again, Ratna was not angry, she smiled. Only Juna's mouth said that, his heart was very dear to Dewun. Clearly, he would be guarding the Dew without Ratna even asking.

"Where are you going?" marni asked again, even though in her heart she had cried to hear her daughter's words. "Mending you for another child. Let Dew have the meeting."

"Tuh, Brother. Let this rame be home if it's time to gather," Juna chimed in with the spirit of four-five.

"God willing, Mom. If God had loved her, Ratna would have been pregnant again." Marni and Juna's hearts were both unpleasant. Their minds are floating everywhere. They were afraid, if Ratna's speech became a will for them.

"Udah first, yes, Mom. Ratna wants to take a few first."

Ratna had already contracted leukemia while giving birth to Dew. However, as much as possible he covered it from everyone. In fact, the medicine he kept in between the Dew toy cabinet and slipped it deep enough.

Only he knows exactly where it is. Ratna ended the call. Dew stared fixedly at his mother. The hair is neat, making the mother smile happily.

"Ma, asinan bogor is delicious, huh?"

"Emmm, it's so good, honey. Especially if grandma did it."

"Hehe, so can't wait to try, Ma."

"Tomorrow, dear. You play in the living room first. Mama wants to take a few, uh."

Dew nodded then picked up the little teddy bear that he had now embraced. Ratna started her action with sweeps and other work. While Arjuna is being diuber Marni to deliver it to the market.

"Come on, take Mommy," Marni's neat. A medium-sized wallet is already flanked under the armpits.

"Same Father, Mom."

"There's only you, if you also intervene to nganterin Mother."

"But Juna's not okay, ma'am. Wash your face yet!" it is he who is now scratching his eyes to remove the dirt left there.

"Yes, I'm waiting."

Despite the murmur, Juna walked towards the bathroom. Marni sits on the terrace next to Roy.

"Where, Mom? Want Juna?"

"Mother forcibly, sir. But, sir, I feel there is something strange about Ratna, yes. I'm worried about what he said just now."

"We pray for the good, yes. I hope your feelings aren't real."

"Yes, Sir. I hope so."

Juna stood in the doorway using a gray hoodie, then walked to the side to pick up the motor. He started his motorcycle matic.

Mother walked closer to ride, when Juna was already sitting there and preparing to drive. The helmet did not forget to wear.

"Mother go first, sir."

"Yes, be careful, ma'am. You also don't speed with the bike, yeah."

"Oh my God, sir. Don't believe in your own children."

Roy chuckles, then the two-wheeled vehicle drove away from Roy himself. In the middle of the journey Juna and Marni continue to tell stories.

Juna always teased Marni with silly jokes so that the middle-aged woman sometimes hit her son's shoulder slowly. Juna just laughed, how wonderful they were together.

A girl flashed by, Nosy Juna teased her. Understandably, young blood. So always fad when looking at the clear.

"You know, if you don't want to be serious about women don't love hope. Especially until the child's seduce."

"It's just a prank, Mom. Anyway, Juna also did not mention them. Close to them too, just a whistling mouth."

"Yes, but indirectly you show how cheap you are to be conquered with them."

"Em, Juna's hardest to fall in love with, Mom. The proof, until now I've never had a daughter-in-law, right?"

"Yes. But remember, never play with their feelings."

"Yes, Mom."

True indeed, Juna always dodged if there was a girl who came near him. Not going out she said, or indeed her firm principles. Wouldn't approach a girl if it didn't really have a challenge to get.

Leaving Marni shopping, Ratna is busy cooking for their dinner. The little girl with round eyes was still playing, occasionally Ratna saw it and invited a chat while cutting vegetables.

"Assynoltom..."

"Papa?" Dew immediately rushed into Ahmad's embrace.

"Where's the man from?"

"Papa had a little work just now, dear."

"Papa did not say the same Dewun. Papa' will know that Dew does not like people who go without saying goodbye," his protest that made Ratna pull her lips inside and exhale slowly.

Ahmad chuckled softly to see his only child who had been held by him.

"Sorry, Honey. Papa hurry. Papa promised, next time will say goodbye before leaving. Okay?"

"okay."

"Now, Papa wants to go to the bathroom first. You go on, play again, yeah."

Right, because Ahmad hastily forgot to say goodbye to his small family. Ahmad passed through Ratna, his dirty hand poking Ratna's butt. The woman in her early thirties turned to Dewun, afraid if she saw the action of Ahmad.

"You, Mas. If Dew see how? Fierce, anyway."

"Hehe. It's also a long time ago, we're not so," said Ahmad grinning horses showing rows of neat teeth. Ratna only gave a smile, which Ahmad said. They haven't done it in a long time.

"Later in the night, yes," Ahmad whispered again as he embraced Ratna's shoulder. Ratna nodded slowly with a smile that appeared on her face.

Just like Ratna, Ahmad smiled considering the action just now. Then without any drama, Ratna willingly agreed to Ahmad's invitation. Ahmad is playing with Dewun.

He took this sweet boy to play bicycles around the front yard. Laughter continues to decorate Ahmad's family. They live happily. Only Ahmad's work sometimes becomes their obstacle to do family time.

This evening, dusk shimmered in the orange sky. Ahmad and Dewun were tired of laughing, they both laid themselves on the carpet of the TV room. Ratna appeared above them.

"Where? Did you play it?" the question that makes the father and son compact to look at each other. Then smile nodded.

"Now, it's time to take a shower, baby."

"Let me take the Dew bath."

"Hore, take a bath with Papa."

The Dew immediately rose and my hand immediately undressed. I rubbed my nose on his pointy nose.

"So her senengnya can be bathed in the same Papa."

"Yes, dong, Ma. Papa rarely bathes in Dew. Yesterday, Papa always came home at night."

"Yes, Papa is busy. Papa works for us too. Yeah, isn't Pa?"

Ahmad rubbed the head of the Dewun. "Really, Honey. Sorry Papa, yes. Now if Papa had time, Papa would have taken a Dew bath. Okay?"

And then came, we ate together. Always in this warm atmosphere. Happy laughter adorns the round table with four seats facing each other.

After eating, Ratna chose to watch TV. While Ahmad, accompanied his favorite daughter to study. Ahmad and Ratna had not yet entered Dew school, fearing the girl was bored.

It took him at least fifteen years until he finished his college education. Dew is always spoiled for Ahmad. He had asked Ahmad to read him a dogengn book, usually Ratna's job.

But today, Ratna's presence didn't seem to apply to her. Dew seemed to want to enjoy the time lost from his father. In fact, just one day Ahmad went without saying goodbye.

It has been a long time indeed Ahmad was in the Dew room that they decorated with various furniture ponies, also bears.

Ratna opened the door slowly and then looked up from there in a whispering voice, Ahmad lying beside the Dew while patting the girl's back. Her hand holds a Cinderella book.

"Grew up from his sleep, Mas?"

"Yet. Wait a minute, until he's really good, Mas'll catch up to the room, yeah."

"okay."

Ratna closed the door once again. Dew has slept well even the girl has dreamed of meeting her favorite pony while watching barbie cartoons.

Ratna went into her room cleaning her face. Also, it has changed clothes with night service. As they agreed earlier this afternoon, it was time to give Dew sister.

Ratna wears thin makeup on her father's face, makeup when going to perform husband and wife rituals as if important to her. In fact, he took a shower earlier. For him, the comfort of the husband in bed must be maintained and a priority in his household even though they rarely do it.

That was also why, Ratna wanted to do full service to her husband. Still sitting in front of the glass, Ahmad stood behind Ratna. Both of his shoulders were gently swept Ahmad.

Ahmad kissed her cheek at a glance. "You smell good, dear," he said, looking at Ratna from the large clear glass before him, but Ratna turned and looked at Ahmad.

"Mas."

"Hem."

Ahmad asked for Ratna's hand, grabbed her and slowly brought Ratna up from her seat. Ratna's slender waist was already pulled by Ahmad to get closer.

Jemari Ahmad raised Ratna's chin, their gazes getting more and more fixed and deep. Ahmad kissed Ratna's lips.