DEW PURITY

Indira Wijaya

"Down!" Tell Abra, Dew shook his head weakly. The dew feels alien in a new place.

After returning from the restaurant, Abra took Dewan away. Abra drives the car very fast. Abra felt he had to get to where he wanted to be. This is where they are, a beautiful mansion. A large house with a large yard. House with a classic and modern building style. The house of Abimata family. Abra and the great lord of Ardi.

A fleeting dew glanced out the window of Abra's car. He saw a magnificent house, which was about the same size as the football field in his village. A large building with all the magnificent facilities. A house that could almost be said to be like a five-star hotel. Without asking Abra, Dew had guessed. If the house is in front of him, there is no other Abra house. The priest chosen by the Abah. Although he never imagined Abra, even in his dreams.

"Down!" Abra said loudly, Dew shook his head again.

Abra sighed, with emotion restrained Abra got down from her car. He walked around, Abra walked to the left side. More precisely next to the door where the Dew sits. Slowly Abra opened the door for Dew. With an eye gesture, Abra asked Dew to come down. Long Dew was silent, Abra was upset. Finally violently, Abra pulled Dew's hand.

"Let go!" yelling Dew thrashing, Abra did not break the yell of Dew. Abra continued to pull Dewun's hand, entering the magnificent house of Abimata.

"Abra, release!" Shouting the Dew, Abra turned towards the Dew.

Abra's sharp gaze, clearly revealed his anger. Dews bowed down, he was frightened when faced with the eyes of the eagle Abra. If this is in the village of Dewun, perhaps with all his might. The Dew will fight Abra. But unfortunately, Dewun is in a cornered position. He was in a very foreign place. Let alone fighting Abra, get out of this house. It'll be good luck for the Dew.

"Aren't you the one who wants to marry me. I stayed at your house yesterday. I know your family and your neighborhood. What's wrong if today I ask you to know my family and my home? I'm not gonna do anything? I just want to show you, who is Abimata's family? So that your decision is not wrong!" Abra said loudly, Dew fell silent. Abra's words instantly brought down the high fortress he guarded.

Without saying much, the Dew stepped in Abra's footsteps. Enter into the luxurious house, like a magnificent palace of the ruler. Dew runs while looking down. No part of the house interested him. The Dew tries to guard his heart and mind. Do not want Dew to be a person who envies the enjoyment of others.

"If you walk like that. Don't get inside the house, you're going to the hospital!" Said Abra who suddenly stopped his footsteps.

"Awwwrss!" Shouted the Dew, his hand stroked his forehead which hit hard on Abra's back.

"Get your hand!" Pinta Abra, his hand outstretched waiting for the hand of Dewun. Dew shook his head. Dew swiftly hid his hand inside his long hijab.

"Stupid!" Abra said, then pulled the hand of Dew covered with hijab. Abra clasped the hand of Dewun tightly. As if Abra would never let go of her hand.

"Belak is not just the hand you have to give me. Your holiness, your pride, your honor and your loyalty. It will be entirely mine. It's free for you to hide your hands, and your body will be shown to me without a thread. So from today on, learn to know me and leave yourself to me!" Abra's whisper is right in Dew's ear. As the Dew's body trembled, the Dew of fear heard Abra's words.

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"But not now!" Dew said, shortly after swallowing his saliva rough. Abra smiled, a smile of sincerity that came from within Abra's heart. The innocence of Dewun looked into the heart of Abra who no longer believed in sincerity.

"Whatever!" Abra said the final, then drew the hand of Dewun. The two walked towards the living room of Abimata's house.

Dew no longer struggling, he resigned to Abra's attitude. As long as Abra's attitude doesn't exceed the limit. The dew followed Abra's upright steps. Right inside the living room, the Dew looked up staring into the entire room. There was a sense of disbelief in what he saw. A luxury he never saw. A luxury that only the truly rich have.

"What's wrong?" Abra said softly, as he felt the Dew pull his hand slowly.

"Where are you taking me?"

"Learn to trust me from now on!" Abra said briefly, Dew nodded resignedly. There was no way for him to back off. If with Abra becomes his brother's hope, Dew sincerely undergo all this.

"Sit down, I have to go to the study!" Abra said, asking Dewun to sit in the middle room.

The dust spread its gaze around the room. Looks luxurious and expensive furniture, displayed in every corner. Slowly sit on the sofa. Why is there a sense of inferiority? The living room sofa of Abra, as if to show the difference in the world they live in. The Dew never imagined, would live with a very different person to him.

"Who are you?" Sapa Indira astonished, Dewun stood up. She stared at Indira, the graceful woman who clearly showed her class as a respectable woman.

"I'm Abra's friend!"

"No way, since when did Abra know a village woman like you!" Naura said cynically, Dew lowered her head. There was pain in his chest. Naura's words showed a different status to Abra's.

"Naura, watch your talk. If he's your brother's friend. It would have been fatal to you, had your words been heard by him!"

"He is a village, not at the level of our family. His clothes are shabby and coarse, like our floor rag. Look at the bag he was wearing, it was worn and mossy. Obviously I can't believe it, if he's Abra's best friend!" Naura said cynically, Indira shook her head.

"Quite Naura, your brother can hear it!" Indira said firmly, Naura did not understand the words of Indira.

Indira Wijaya second wife Haykal Putra Abimata, mother continued Abra Achmad Abimata. A mother who was never recognized by Abra, even though Indira considers Abra like her own biological child. Women with the same social status as the Abimata family. The daughter-in-law of Abimata's family's parallel choice. Much different from simple and plain Dew.

"But he is a village, just look at his appearance. He doesn't deserve to set foot in our house!"

"Naura, once again mama reminded me. Watch your words, don't let your brother hear them!" Indira said, Naura pursed her lips. He was angry at Indira's warning.

"Whoever are you? I hope your arrival is not to create a scene. I've known Abra for a long time. As far as I know him, he's never been with a woman like you. If you are self-conscious, you better back off. Before you get hurt and end up making a fuss in this family!" Indira said firmly, Dew nodded slowly. A smile on her tiny lips.

"Before I apologize, maybe my arrival bothers you and your family. But believe me, my arrival was not to create a ruckus. If you object to my arrival. Please ask Abra or the great lord Ardi and please allow them. So I can go home!"

"Who are you? Until you feel your arrival is so important. The way you call grandfather and brother Abra. As if you were so expected by them!" Naura said cynically, Dewun just smiled hearing Naura's cynical attitude.

"I don't know you, so you better get out. Naura's attitude will be increasingly inappropriate. As a mother, I don't want her and her brother to fight just because of misunderstanding!"

"I apologize once again. I came with Abra and will go home with her. If you don't mind, please ask Abra. When will he take me home!" Sahut Dew is friendly, Naura smiles cynically. Then walking towards the Dew, Naura stared at the entire body of the Dew.

"Maybe I don't deserve it, but the truth is I'm the first woman Abra brought into this house!"

"You!" Naura said, holding back anger. Indira held back Naura's hand that had been raised.

"Once again, please come out!" Pinta Indira.

"Honored Lady Abimata, this is not how you treat guests. Is not the guest a fortune that comes into a house. But it seemed, the entire Abhimata family looked down on others. No exception to you who are graceful and wise!"

"You taught my mama, a lowly woman with no dignity like you. It's not worth saying something like that!" Naura said, raising her hand.

"Since I was a kid, you never slapped me. So there's no right lady to slap me. If the man who raised me never slapped me. Learn to respect others, so that they may be reluctant to look at you. My appearance is indeed a village, but I'm not cheap like you!" Said the Dew loudly, while holding Naura's hand.

"Let go!" Shouted Naura emotion, the Dew threw rough Naura's hand.

"Since I've been trying to appreciate you. But it seems that my hospitality and courtesy do not deserve you!"

"Get me talk!" Indira said, Naura approached about to slap Dew again. His steps came to a halt, however, as Dew pointed towards Naura's two eyes.

"Never try to slap me again. If you don't want to see my true nature!" Said the cynical Dew, Naura fell silent and Indira stood staring right beside Naura.

"Abra, down!" Shouted Dew loudly. Indira and Naura stared intently at the Dew. Dew cries clearly echoed throughout the entire house.

"Shut up!" Naura said angrily, Dew put her index finger right in the middle of her lips. The gesture asked Naura to be quiet and not interfere in her affairs.

"Abra's down!"

"Abraaaaaaaa!" Shouted the Dew louder.

"What's wrong? Why yell?" Sahut Abra relaxed, Dew approaching Abra. He stood right in front of Abra.

"I want to go home!"

"Why?"

"I want to go home!" Whimpering Dew, Abra smiled looking at the spoiled demeanor of Dew.

Abra draped both his hands right on the shoulders of the Dewun. Abra stuck his forehead right on the forehead of Dewun. The two were very close, a closeness that made Naura and Indira speechless.

"They're the people you need to meet. If you marry me. Now tell me, are you sure you're married to me!" Abra said softly, Dew nodded slowly.

"It's not them that will be a part of my life. Unless you are my priest. If they bully me, it's your duty to protect me!"

"You're sure I'll protect you!"

"If you don't care about me. Not today you take me to your house, but later after marriage. So I can't back out of the wedding!" Dew said softly, then pulled Abra's hand. Escape from Abra's confinement.

"Attar me home!" Pinta Dew, Abra shook his head slowly.

"I'm tired, I want to go home!"

"Rest in my room!"

"No!" Sahut Dewang loud and firm. Abra immediately pulled Dew's hand, he didn't care about Dew's refusal.

"Abra!" Said Dew annoyed.

"No one asked for your opinion!" Abra said, then pulled Dew's hand. The two walked past Naura and Indira.

"Abra!" Calling Indira, Abra turned towards Indira.

"He's a Dew, my future wife!" Abra said coldly.

"Sister's kidding!"

"Nobody needs your opinion!" Abra's law is cold.

"What else?" Sahut Abra, when the hand of Dew pulled the edge of his shirt.

"Where do I pray? I didn't bring a change of clothes!" Plain Dew said, Abra let out a long sigh.

"I'll prepare the princess!" Sahut Abra was upset.