DEW PURITY

At last...

At exactly 10:30 WIB, Haykal arrived at a restaurant. A very large and warm restaurant. No impression of the restaurant, for certain circles. The first time staring at a restaurant, we will be treated to a warm restaurant atmosphere. It is like the decking of a family, because the restaurant is designed very beautiful and friendly.

Clear and large, the menu and the price of each food provided. The reason this restaurant is for everyone. There is no rich or poor. Cuisine is cheap but luxurious, otherwise cheap but not cheap. All dishes are mostly archipelago dishes that are liked by many people. Cuisine that fits everyone's tongue and pouch. No exception for young people who feel saturated with fast food.

Walking inward, you will see a large fish pond. The pool is deliberately made, to add to the impression of family. A few steps to the side, began to look table without a chair. Because the concept of a restaurant that accentuates family warmth. The restaurant does not provide seating. Just a small gazebo with a large table and a wooden floor as its seat. Wishing the family could be cuddled, without fear of being separated by distance.

Far behind the restaurant, there is a beautiful view of the towering mountain. The atmosphere felt so beautiful, with trees around the restaurant. The style and concept of the restaurant are truly unique and warm. Make most visitors feel comfortable and at home how long stay.

Lama Haykal was stunned by the warmth presented from the restaurant order. Haykal's amazement grew even more unstoppable. When two beautiful eyes, staring straight not far to the right of the restaurant. It looks like a public mosque that is still within the scope of the restaurant. Mushola implies the faith of the restaurant owner. It was the faith and warmth she had felt. The warmth that was ever in his life. But now there are only memories and guilt.

"Mr Haykal, have you come?" Haykal immediately turned his head, a familiar voice in his ears. Haykal fell silent, looking at the figure that greeted him kindly and warmly. A helping hand, became the beginning of the hospitality that Haykal felt.

"Mr Hanif!" ujaf Haykal was in disbelief, Hanif nodded in agreement. Hanif smiled wryly, his hands still outstretched waiting for Haykal to welcome him. Haykal came to his senses, with the same hospitality. Haykal received Hanif's hand. The two shook hands, fusing the anger that was and may still be there.

"How are you, Mr Haykal? Finally after five years you're back!" hanif said coldly, Haykal fell silent. Hanif's words were like a dagger piercing sharply into his ten heart. Although Hanif's tone of voice sounded flat. But Haykal felt, how cold was the word that was spoken from Hanif's lips?

"I'm sorry, if my departure leaves a wound!" haykal said softly, Hanif shook his head weakly. Hanif took Haykal up to the second floor.

"You're wrong, Mr. Haykal, your departure never leaves a wound. Instead, your departure leaves our family intact and stronger. Reasons that make us support each other. Even Abra and Dewun never taught us hate. Like they both never hated you!" hanif Lirih said, while walking towards the second floor of the restaurant.

The second floor of the restaurant has several large rooms. The room used for meetings of several Abra corporate colleagues. Hanif deliberately took Haykal up to the second floor. Because this afternoon, the two of them will hold a big meeting. The meeting will decide, there is no cooperation between their companies.

"Since when have you taken over Mr Abra's company?"

"I am only the executor, Abra's brother who decides everything. He owns this company and forever he's the leader of this company. Today, Abra will be present at the meeting. The meeting he had long hoped for. Reuniting with you, the son who left abandoned him!"

"Father!" haykal said softly, Hanif nodded slowly. Haykal was silent, he never expected to meet with the Kanaya family so soon.

"Wait for Mr. Hanif, this isn't it!" said Haykal, his steps stopped right next to the replica of the building in the middle of the second floor. A replica showing some magnificent buildings and buildings.

"Yes, Mr. Haykal, this is the mega project we're going to be meeting today!"

"It!" said Haykal stalled, when he saw the design of a building that was so magnificent and luxurious.

"This is the housing complex design that will work. Subsidized housing that we will allocate for the underprivileged. Very affordable housing, for the middle down. There will be a team that specifically supervises the marketing department. So we assure you, there will be no wrong targets in this housing distribution. Right on the left, there's a small hospital that my nephew Rafan will run. The hospital is located between housing and public housing. Just to the right, there is a pesantren to be built for orphans and children around. The boarding school will be managed by my sister Aira and her husband!"

"Mr Haykal can tell, there are several characteristics that can describe the figure behind the design of this project!" said Hanif, Haykal pensive. His hands touched the glass that protected the design.

"Mr Haykal, we better get in. Abra's brother is waiting inside!" hanif said, Haykal looked in disbelief. Hanif stared at Haykal's clinging, Haykal's disbelief clearly visible to Hanif's eyes.

"So Abra never resigned from the business world. He was behind my success, he was the one who led me to become a businessman. Brother Abra is not just a brother to me, he is a father to me now. Losing my father made me realize the meaning of family. At last, this is where I stand, among the families I have long left behind. A family I hate for no reason!"

"Isn't my dad sick!"

"Sister Abra is sick, but not physically. Brother Abra misses his daughter, for a daughter the father is his first love. As for a father, the daughter was weak and strong. Abra's sister is fine, the proof is she's inside waiting for you. Many of the things you hear are wrong, because what you hear is not necessarily the truth?" hanif said, Haykal just kept quiet.

Haykal and Hanif entered into a fairly large room. Abra sat in one of the chairs. Haykal lowered his head, there was a sense of shame staring at Abra. Guilt keeps him from twitching. Haykal could not see Abra's eyes. Regret for the big decision he made. Instantly froze his body and rendered Haykal helpless.

"Haykal, why are you looking down? Come here, today we're co-workers. Forget about past relationships, we're already on a different path!"

"Father!"

Kreeekk

"Assalammualaikum, sorry I'm late!"

"Goodjob!" sahut Abra was warm, Hanif and Haykal turned their heads together. Haykal's two eyeballs are perfectly rounded.

"Kanaya!" haykal said in disbelief, Kanaya smiled behind her veil.

"Assalammualaikum Brother!" greeting Kanaya kindly, Kanaya smiled behind her veil. Kanaya's hand cupped right in front of her chest. Kanaya greeted Haykal warmly without any anger. As if there was never a connection between them.

"Goodjob!" sahut Haykal doesn't believe it.

"He's Kanaya Fauziah Abimata, the architect who designed this mega project!" hanif said proudly, Haykal stared silently. Kanaya's calm and cold attitude, making Haykal's bones fragile. Unable to support his body, just standing staring at Kanaya. The woman he loved so much then and probably until now.

"Cold your attitude, able to kill me Kanaya. Your peace, as if you never knew me. Why Kanaya? Why are you so calm? Get angry Kanaya, snatch me and hit me if you need to. At least your anger can erase a bit of my guilt!" batin Haykal pilu, while staring fixed Kanaya. The veiled woman he had seen at the airport.