DEW PURITY

Party Star

"Abra, we're leaving now. The show starts in half an hour. Papa doesn't want us to be late!" Haykal said firmly, Abra nodded slowly.

"Ibra, where's your mama? Since then, have you asked him to be ready? See what time it is? Why do women take so long just to get ready?" Haykal said annoyed, Ibra shrugged her shoulders slowly.

"Obviously women take a long time. If women look ugly, aren't you guys shy!" Naura said cynically, Haykal looked at Naura sharply. It was as if Naura was not in her place. Ibra smiled wryly, seeing Naura getting a sharp glare from Haykal.

Naura just got off her room. Tonight there will be a big and luxurious event. The entire Abimata family was invited, including Dewun. Gunawan Adiputra's only daughter's birthday party. A great event that will invite great people. The whole family of Abimata was ready, hamya waiting for Indira and Dewun. Two mistresses of the Abimata family. The heir of the Abimata family.

"I'm ready!" Indira said, Haykal turned his head with a look of disbelief. Naura and Ibra stood up. It was as if I saw something strange and impossible.

Indira's appearance was very different, but still graceful was even more beautiful. Haykal continued to stare in disbelief at Indira. At first glance Abra glanced at Indira, his reaction was not as good as others. For him the appearance of Indira is not important. He only cares about the Dew. Since then, only Dew was waiting for him. Because the Dew will be his partner. It is time to introduce Dewun to the world of Abra.

"Mama tacky!" Naura said annoyed, Ibra immediately looked angrily at Naura. Ibra is angry to hear Naura insult Indira. Although Naura's words are not an insult, more on her dislike of the dress worn by Indira.

"When did you wear clothes like this? Are you starting to get influenced by that woman?" Haykal said cynically, Abra turned her head with a dislike look.

"Papa, I'm starting to feel uncomfortable in a tight party dress. Ever since I used this robe. I feel comfortable when I step. Isn't I still pretty, despite using a robe!" Indira teases Haykal, hoping that Haykal's anger and resentment subside.

Indira looks beautiful using a pastel green-colored dress. Specialized gems are designed and sewn by the Dew. Plain style with a belt showing the slender waist of Indira. The long gameplay is so graceful, when hit by the wind. Lightweight material, making it comfortable even though it is layered. Indira is really graceful with a robe that shows her true self.

"You're beautiful, but why this game?" Whisper Haykal, Indira smiled. As he felt Haykal's hand curled beautifully on his hip.

"Thursday I can't buy with your treasure. Because this dress is not only beautiful. In every stitch, there is sincerity and love for me. Sorry, if for the first time I had to be different from you. This game not only protects my body, but realises my wife's great responsibility. The responsibility that I had forgotten and now I'm learning to fulfill that obligation!" Sahut Indira, Haykal turned his head with a look of wonder.

"Responsibility!" Haykal said, Indira blinked both eyes.

"Responsible to guard your honor, by keeping people's eyes off my body. My body and soul are yours. It's not worth it if other people enjoy it!"

"Honey, you're really affected by that woman!"

"As long as it's good, why not?" Sahut Indira relaxed, with a smile on her beautiful face.

"You look beautiful Indira, there is no need to fear people's opinions. Do whatever you think is right, even if the skewed opinion is from your own husband. Someone who should lead you!" Ardi said, then sat right next to Naura.

"Grandfather was right, beautiful mama used this robe. One message Ibra, do all this from the heart. Do not be too pushy, because changing is not easy and requires sincerity!" Said Ibra affectionately, then kissed gently on Indira's cheeks.

"It's over, we're leaving now. Everyone is ready, nothing is waiting for. It's getting late, I don't want to be late!" Haykal said, Naura nodded then stood up. Ardi and Ibra looked at each other, as if something was left behind.

Haykal walked straight to the door, but Indira held back her footsteps. Indira asked Haykal to see Abra's silence. Haykal understood the meaning of Indira's words. Slowly Haykal approached Abra, with a wink in Haykal's eyes hinting to leave. Haykal thought Dew would not come, especially for a party like this.

"You go, I'll stay home!"

"Oh Abra, he's not coming with us. The woman knew herself, so she was ashamed to come to the party!" Haykal said, then quickly Abra cupped her hands right in front of her chest. Haykal gasped in disbelief. Abra apologized to Haykal, with nothing wrong.

"What's Abra doing?" Haykal.

"Abra please pa, Abra please. Never insult Abra's wife. She's Abra's chosen woman, she came into this house with Abra. Don't keep cornering her, she's your son's wife. Don't let papa's hatred on Dewun. Being the reason for my hatred for papa. All this time Abra was silent, all for the sake of the blood bond between us. But whatever thick blood, it will melt and break when tears flood it. A drop of Dew tears, will not make our blood thick to melt. But thick with blood we will lose, when the weeping Dew is heard in my ears!" Abra said while still cupping his hands.

"Abra, it's free for you to talk to her. He only cares about his pride. Stay home, if the Dew is not willing to come. Don't leave the Dew, he's in this house because of you. It's your responsibility to stay with him!" Ardi said, then patted Abra's shoulder gently.

Ardi walked towards the door, followed by Naura and Ibra. Haykal followed Ardi's steps, forgetting for a moment the sorrow of the son who had spoken. Indira stared at Abra's back. Right on the top of the stairs, Indira heard Abra's long breath. A sigh of the heavy burden that Abra was bearing.

"Haykal the Son of Abimata!" Sapa Indira, Haykal turned his head with a puzzled look. Decades ago, the last time Indira called him that. The call that Indira would use, when she was disappointed with Haykal's attitude.

"Darling!"

"Happy Haykal, you managed to hurt my son. Decades, I've been trying to earn her trust. Decades, I hope to see his happiness. For decades, I dreamed of putting a smile on his face. For decades, I made peace with him. All for his calm and trust. My patience for decades. Destroyed and useless, when with words you destroy my son's life. All this time you always hear other people's speakers. Once you hear the sorrowful breath of our son. Abra may be an adult, but her loneliness and emptiness are real. He's our son, not the enemy we have to fight!" Indira said coldly, then walked away leaving Haykal alone.

"Wrong am I, if I wish Abra all the best for my son!" Inner Haykal, the words of Indira like a hard patch in his heart. Haykal is devastated, as Indira begins to blame herself.

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"Darling, why is the door locked? I'm not leaving, we'd better be home!" Abra said, just after knocking on the door.

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"I'm ready!" Dew said, while opening the door.

"Beautiful!" Inner Abra, right after the Dew opens the door.

"Darling!"

"Sorry, I've been preparing for a long time!" Dew said softly, Abra pensively looked at Dewun.

"I don't mind waiting for you!" Abra then kissed Dew's forehead.

"We're leaving now!" Dew said, Abra nodded without hesitation.

"We're leaving, baby, we're gonna give you a surprise that Papa won't forget. The village lady he despised, would be the star of the party tonight. I don't know who makes this beautiful and elegant? But believe me baby, this game looks charming wrapped your body. My dew will stir up the party, opening the eyes of those who think degrees are higher than honor. Thank you, you made me sure. If my Dew won't lose, it's just one challenge. You are like morning dew, but you can be a storm when people underestimate you. A storm that came in with no news, but was able to destroy without a remnant!" Inner Abra full of haru flavor.

"Why dream?" Said Dew, idling Abra.

"Beauty hypnotized me!" Abra said, Dewun smiled as he shook his head.

"It's just the game I have. I haven't made a new one yet!"

"You mean, it's your own stitch!" Abra said in disbelief, Dew nodded.

"Your simplicity will make them realize, a party star does not need expensive and luxurious dresses. For the aura of the stars will radiate from his attitude and speech. Not the expensive or cheap clothes she wears!" Abra said firmly.

Cup

"I love you!" Whisper Abra, after kissing the tiny lips of Dew.

"Hmmm!" Sahut Dew cold.