Dew Under the Rain
Dew

The long operation time was completed, Juna came out with a service shirt that looked wet on the neck and head covering. He met the patient's family. The look in his eyes seemed shocked to see Febby beside the middle-aged woman.

"How's the operation, Doc? My husband is fine, right?"

Juna nodded slowly, then two nurses moved the patient to the ICU room until he was completely in stable condition.

"Thank God, everything went well thanks to Mother's prayer. Now, the patient is transferred to the ICU room until his condition stabilizes. Hopefully things improve and can move to a regular inpatient room, yes, ma'am. Excuse me first. Please follow the nurse."

"Thank you, Doc. Thank you." Thank you."

"Excuse me."

Juna passed by leaving the two women behind. Actually, he was still curious about Febby who was present to accompany the patient's family. However, Juna is too tired to just say hello. Juna chose to go to his room and immediately lay down on the long sofa.

Next to his hand he put it on his forehead. Still with the same clothes. Nia opened the door of her room violently. He stood with his hands in his pocket.

"Jun, why is the patient bill on your behalf? Are you crazy?"

"Ck! Go there, Ni. I'm tired of arguing with you."

"But, Juni."

"It!" snapped at Juna who immediately got up and came out of his room. His face was so bent and unfriendly. Some of the nurses who greeted Juna were not ignored.

"What's a handsome doctor? Usually friendly?" ask one of the nurses who wears glasses.

"Definitely have another fight with Doctor Nia. They always have been."

"Yes, yeah ah. It's gossip, anyway."

Juna gets into the elevator, he heads towards the rooftop, avoiding everyone. There is no longer a comfortable place for Juna other than to look at the environment when his mind is upset.

"Eh, handsome doctor." Juna immediately turned to the origin of the voice. He turned his lazy eyeball to see Febby at the other end.

"Ck! Why you?"

"Hehe. Sorry if I followed the doctor here."

"You women are the same, never make my life calm. Especially you, stop getting my attention. It can't make you mean anything in my life!" juna then walked away.

"What's wrong with me Doctor Juna! To the extent that you hate me so much" said Febby, whose eyes had already condensed. Juna paused for a moment his steps.

"There's nothing wrong with you. It's just that your attitude makes me sick of meeting you!"

"I thought you were an angel, it was a devil in a doctor's dress. Isn't Dew a woman too!"

"Hey! Don't bring Dew in this. It makes me hate you even more." Juna was getting angry to hear him carrying Dewun. Dew has nothing to do with them.

The dew they were talking about was choking, probably in contact when the name was called. Dew sat in front of his study desk, doing chores.

Suddenly a call came in from the Saint, the guiding teacher entered. The dew frowned in wonder, not usually Saint called outside school hours.

"Hello, sir."

"Grab, I just want to ask for help from the new child in your class, please help, yes. You're responsible for the value, yeah."

"But, Sir. There are other questions, why should I?"

"He asked you, Mbun. If not, he won't learn."

The dew breathed a sigh of resignation, not daring to refuse the request of the Saint. Dew silent for a moment, that means the task will increase. It will also be intense meeting with Fandy.

"Growd?"

"Ah, yes, sir."

"From tomorrow, you can start, yes."

"Good, sir."

Dew grumbled after ending the call. Dew out to meet Marni to complain. He was looking for Marni who was sitting in front of the TV table. The dew hugged Marni's body tightly.

"What's wrong with you, Mbun? How come all of a sudden?"

"Honey, the science must be shared and studied. From there you can learn and know where it is that you do not understand. Charity is good."

"But, Grandma."

"Grab, do good even if you are not treated well by people. Okay?"

The dew released his embrace sitting upright beside Marni while turning her lips. Marni rubs the shoots of her head and slips the hair into the earlobe of Dew.

"Eat there first" persuaded Marni.

Dew runs without spirit, it means he does not have free time to just play with Galang.

Galang repeatedly called Dewun, the girl left her phone in the room. Galang was worried and immediately took his motorbike to meet Dewun.

Dew without taste, just playing a spoon on his plate. The sound of a motorbike stopped in Marni's courtyard.

"Assalamualaik." The sound of Galang is able to make Dew directly rise from the dining table chair. He approached Galang who was still standing in the doorway.

"Witch, how come you don't want to come here?"

"I've called you, Mbun. But where's your phone?" Dew palpated for the existence of the flat object and then grinned the horse.

"Hehe, miss in the room."

Galang ruffled the heads of the Dew, and Marni joined them. Galang greeted the middle-aged woman with great respect.

"Come in, Gorgeous."

"Yes, Grandma."

"So Grandma make you a drink first."

"No, Grandma. Galang want to go Dew, can Nek?"

"May, but don't go home at night, yeah."

Galang nodded obediently, Dew get ready. It is impossible to go with her boyfriend just wearing hot pants and t-shirts.

Galang accompanied by Marni while Dew went to the room. Galang also expressed his intention to come with his family the day after tomorrow.

Dew out by wearing a jumpsuit made of denim color jeans, do not forget the sling bag to support the sweet appearance.

"Mom, we go first, yeah." Dew kissed Marni's hands, Galang followed her.

"You guys be careful, yeah. Take care of the Dew, Lang."

"Surely it is, Grandma."

Dew sits in the back seat of Galang, the thin jacket that Galang wears becomes where Dew rests his head.

"That's a big deal," said Galang who occasionally glanced at Dewun.

"I don't know when it can be like this again" replied Dew who enjoyed the scent of Galang's body.

"When you want, I'm ready, Dew."

"But I can't, Lang."

"Why? Hem?"

"Saint told me to teach the new boy!" said Embung who has grumbled. Galang immediately stopped the motor suddenly, until the head of Dew hit Galang's helmet.

"Aw!" shriek Dew grimaced while rubbing the stumbling tops of his head. Galang stared at the intense Dew with a slight twist of his body.

"Are you serious? Mr Santo said that?"

"Yes, I actually refused. But, Fandy doesn't want to learn if it wasn't me who guided him to catch up on the lesson."

"Aish!" said Galang by clenching his fuming hand. His heart was so burning jealous hearing what Dew had just said.