DEW PURITY

Gathering Night

The meeting of Dew and Faith, becomes the beginning of a missed longing. One by one the people from Dew's past put an end to his yearning. Dew can no longer be silent. With his body upright, he had to greet everyone. Dew began to realize, his selfless departure broke the hearts of many. But his return without news, will hurt the people who love him more. Therefore, this evening Dewun intends to collaborate with Arya. Biological father who misses him so much.

Dew came with Kanaya and Rafan. Abra will follow, after driving Haykal home from the hospital. Initially Abra intends to bring Haykal and Indira to live with him. But Abra cancelled it, when she remembered Haykal's treatment of Dewun. Abra couldn't have opened the old wound. Abra had to keep a distance between Haykal and Dew. The calm that has been created for a long time, should not be disturbed. Despite that, he had to see Haykal far away from him. At least Abra can still calm down. Because Ibra will keep Haykal and Indira.

At exactly 20:00 WIB, a luxury car entered the spacious courtyard of a house. The house is so big and magnificent, showing the owner is not a random person. After passing the tight guard, the car entered slowly and stopped right in front of the door. The house looks empty without occupants. Is it because the house is too big or the house is too little? One thing is for sure, the grandeur feels creepy. When no sound was heard.

TING TONG'S....TING TONG'S....TING TONG'S...

Three times the sound of the house bell rang. But there were no footsteps from inside the house. Dew sighed, as he waited for almost five minutes and no one opened the door. Dew feels restless, afraid of his arrival not at the right time. Rafan and Kanya stand behind the Dewun. There was no anxiety on the faces of the two. Rafan is always cold and indifferent. While Kanaya is full of laughter and cheerful. The two never asked or complained, as long as their silence gave Dew peace of mind. Rafan and Kanaya will choose silence.

"We're home!" said Dewirih, breaking the silence created between the three of them. Almost ten minutes, Dew stood waiting for the door of Arya's house to open. There was no sign that anyone would open the door. With a sad and airy heart, Dew decided to go home with an incurable longing.

Without saying yes or refusing, Rafan and Kanaya immediately twisted his body 180°. They walked ahead of the Dew, towards the parked car right in front of the hallway. Dew with his head down, walking following the small steps of his two children. There was a sense of disappointment peeling deep in his heart. The shadow of Arya's face, made her tormented and sad. Hope meeting Arya has been dashed. With a disappointed heart, Dew walked towards the car.

"Just fifteen minutes, papa asked you to wait. But you're back, when papa doesn't meet in ten minutes. You come home disappointed. Now tell papa, how many years did you keep this longing? How many minutes have you been without you? How much disappointment do you feel about your departure? You left papa without talking. You broke papa's heart, but when you came back. You're hiding, you feel like papa's okay without you. Why is your heart so cold?" said Arya, just before Dewun stepped into the car.

Rafan and Kanaya are already in the car. They were shocked to see a middle-aged man coming out of the house. A man who still looks handsome. Although he was no longer young, his face was almost similar to Dewun. It indicates that there is a blood relationship between the two. As Rafan and Kanaya descend, they feel that something is unfinished and they do not deserve to leave without greeting the owner.

"Father!" debun said softly, Arya silently looked at her little princess nanar.

Dew was stunned and immediately turned his head, when he heard Arya's voice for the first time. A voice far from his ears over the past few years. Dew's body trembled, a longing mixed with guilt overruled his heart and mind. The disappointment that was said from Arya's lips, made the Dew fall. But behind all his regrets, was a happy rass. When both her beautiful eyes, staring at the face of the man who was so loved by her birth mother.

"Why is your heart so cold? For years you went without news. No sound or sigh, just a farewell. What's papa's fault with you? Until you're so keen to get away from papa!"

"Sorry!" sahut Dewun, the word that became the explanation of the departure of Dewun. The sound of Dew rang out, his feelings mixed. Guilt, regret and longing became one in his fragile heart.

"Mama!" greet Rafan, while embracing the body of Dewun. While Kanaya wrestled spoiled in the arms of the Dewun. The sons who will be the buttresses and the sturdy fortresses that protect the Dew. Rafan and Kanaya seem to understand Dewun's fear. Warmly and affectionately, both convinced the Dew. If everything's okay.

"Papa, forgive Dew!" said Dewun, while walking closer towards Arya. At first glance Arya looked down, wiping the tears that dripped on her eyes. Arya is happy to see her daughter back. The face she so missed.

"Papa, forgive Dew. Trust me, never a second of my life forgets you. Abah and papa, fathers I love so much. Maybe you won't believe it, but your daughter always misses you. But my longing and love, only spoken in prostration and prayer. For only to HIM, I give all hope and prayers. May you be healthy and see my two hearts grow. They're both your grandchildren, don't punish them for my fault!" he said, then pulled Arya's hand.

The dew kissed the back of Aryan's hand. A drop of tears fell on the back of Aryan's hand. The holy tears that fell from the two beautiful eyes of Dew. Tears full of longing for the figure of the father. Arya's hand was placed right on her cheek. Feeling the warmth that had escaped him all this time. The warmth he had once expected, when desolate greeted his heart.

"Don't leave papa, don't stay away from papa. You're papa's daughter, forever you're the most important in papa's life. Had Abra asked papa to prostrate, so that papa would always be close to you. Papa will do it, years without your face and shadow. Honestly, dear, papa is not willing. Broken papa withholds longing and guilt!" said Arya warmly, while clutching tightly to the body of the Dewun.

"Sister, I'm moved!" kanaya said softly, then struggled spoiled on Rafan's arm. When Rafan turned his head, there was a coldness coming into Kanaya. Rafan's cold gaze, able to freeze the flow in Kanaya's blood.

"Hmmm!" rafan said coldly, without shaking Kanaya's hand. An unusual warm attitude by Rafan, even though it was on Kanaya.

"There's no right for me to forbid a princess from meeting papa. I am indebted to papa, because papa has allowed me to marry a woman as good and as great as Embun!" sahut Abra, Dewun and Arya immediately turned their heads.

"Sister Abra!" said Dewun, Abra nodded slowly.

"How are you, Abra? Long time no see, you finally remember this old man!" arya said softly, Abra walked slowly. Abra kissed the back of Aryan's hand.

Cup

"Sorry baby, I'm late!" abra said, shortly after peeping the top of the head of the Dewun. The blink of an eye Dew, as if the answer to an apology that was spoken from Abra's lips. Lovingly, Abra embraces the body of Dewun.

"Kanaya, your dear papa has come. Why are you just silent? Usually you just run to hug her!" rafan whispered right in Kanaya's ear.

"Hugging papa is very easy, but the opportunity to embrace you so step by step. Very stupid, if I let go of brother's warm embrace!" sahut Kanaya lirih, Rafan stared flat at Kanaya. As if Kanaya's words didn't make Rafan's heart shake.

"You don't want to hug Grandpa!" arya said, Kanaya nodded with her cheerful face. Instead Rafan looks flat, without feeling haru or sad.

"Grandfather, beautiful Kanaya is coming!" kanaya shouted, stretching out her hands. Kanaya was about to run, scurrying around to embrace Arya.

"No need to run, grandpa's not going anywhere? You're a girl, keep your attitude and your words!" rafan said, holding Kanaya's hand. Stopping Kanaya's exuberant steps.

"Father, brother Rafan is evil!" kanaya said, Abra silently looked at Rafan. His son's cold attitude could never be changed by Abra. As long as Rafan does not hate him, Abra will choose silence and let Rafan with his cold attitude.

"Rafes!" greet Dewun, when Rafan releases Kanaya's hand.

"You stay there, grandfather will approach you!" arya is happy.