DEW PURITY

Desire

"Ibra, it's time for you to work for the company. How long will you be wandering around without direction?" Abra said, Ibra speaks a thousand languages.

Abra and Ibra have the same blood, growing up in the same family. But one thing makes them different. Abra's attitude is firm and disciplined at work. In contrast to Ibra who seemed reluctant to work. Especially continuing the Abimata family business.

"Ibra is not ready to accept that responsibility. Let him follow his heart. As long as you're around, the company won't need anyone?" Haykal said, Abra looked up at Haykal. There was disbelief, hearing Haykal's doubts about Ibra's ability.

Ibra could only remain silent, hearing Haykal's assessment of her. It was a year ago. Ibra spends her time traveling. Ibra is looking for an experience that is not until when it ends? Ibra surrounds this beautiful country. Just to find the word content. The final word that Ibra never found until now. Until Ibra finally realized, the end of his journey. Nothing else and nothing but life is near the Dewun. But everything seems inappropriate. Dewun is now his sister-in-law. Learning to forget is the best way for Ibra right now.

"If papa never gave Ibra a chance. Ibra will not be able to. Whatever the hell's going on? He's the successor of the Abimata family, he should bear the same responsibility as me. Papa, should have given Ibra some support. Not even following his wishes. Without thinking, there was a huge responsibility waiting for him!" Abra said loudly and firmly, Haykal looked at Abra with anger.

Haykal felt that Abra was starting to rebel. Every word Haykal, always opposed and disagree with Abra. Haykal no longer knew Abra. The son who was in his control. Now it can no longer be controlled. Haykal's anger grew even more, when he realized Dew became the woman closest to Abra. The woman who with one word, was able to keep Abra away from her life.

"Abra, if I may speak aunty!" Indira said, then sat right next to Ibra. Support the biological son born from his womb. Indira's hands clasped Ibra's. An attitude that peeps deep into the deepest heart of Abra. Drawing a great longing for Abra on the figure of a mother.

"Please!"

"Ibra, may not be ready with that much responsibility. But aunt believes, Ibra is able to do it. It's just that, Ibra needs time to realize that responsibility. If aunty can ask, give Ibra some more time. Let him find his comfort. After that, he will work with you!" Indira said, Abra looked down.

The warmth of Indira in each of his gazes, ripped the heart of Abra. The tenderness of Indira in each of her sayings, ******* is exhausted of her fragile heart. At first glance there is a great pain in Abra's soul. A cry seeing the affection of a mother. Understanding every uneasy son without a word. Abra could no longer hold on, she felt a painful emptiness. Only the quiet that he now felt, when remembering the figure of a mother.

"Mama, thank you for your understanding. When my father humbled me, he doubted my abilities. Mama calms me down, mama gives me care I don't get from papa. Mama showed concern, not doubt that shattered my expectations. Mama understood me, without asking me for understanding. Because you know, only with understanding do I realize the meaning of responsibility. It was not doubt that made me sick and chose to retreat without having to fight back. A reality I have avoided all along. Just so I don't see your affection for Abra's big brother. Fear of doubt papa, when a mistake I made accidentally. Papa never looked at me. Papa just needs Abra, the reason I chose to stay away from the world where Papa and Abra were successful. I am the son of Abimata's family. But I feel like Haykal Abimata's stepson!" Ibra in silence.

"All depends on Ibra, ready or not? Only ibra can understand it. A responsibility will not wait to be borne. Except for the tough attitude in living it. Like Ibra when choosing to study abroad. Away from family and aunt's affection. Wasn't that time, Ibra wasn't ready far from aunt. But all was ready, as Ibra steadily lived it!" Abra said, Indira nodded slowly. Then pat Ibra's hand. I hope Ibra says her thoughts. For Abra to understand the desire of his heart. Haykal smiled cynically looking at Ibra who was so spoiled on Indira.

"Sister Abra, could it be that I work only as an ordinary staff!" Ibra hesitated, not afraid of Abra's anger.

Ibra was too weak, hearing Haykal's doubts. For a moment Abra fell silent, Indira smiled at the simple thought of her eldest son. Simplicity is far from Naura's haughty attitude. Feel the luxury of being a benchmark of high low degrees someone.

"You've heard it yourself. That's Ibra's opinion, weak and incapable of working like you. He was just proud of his little job!" Haykal lantang.

Deg

Ibra lowered her head, her heart stopped beating. Her fear ensued, she heard Haykal's doubts about her. Without Haykal trying to understand the heart of Ibra. Just blame what Haykal always said to Ibra. A doubt that made Ibra reluctant to fight. Haykal's love for Abra and Ibra. Real made a festering wound in Ibra's heart. A reason that no one can ever understand? Only Indira saw in the wounds of her son's heart.

"Just a doubt, that's all you can tell me. If Abra misses the figure of his father and mother. Instead, I was so close to papa. But my heart is empty without his affection. I assume your doubts are none other than your affection. Just for the peace of my heart. Because I don't want to hate you!" Inner Ibra.

"There will be no proud son to be your successor. If papa's attitude and words are only to doubt. In papa's words, there is no concern for the sorrow and tears of his son. The doubt that papa showed, was getting deep in the wound. I should have tried to get to know Ibra. Asking the reason for his fear, not saying papa's doubt so loudly. Papa, a father who wants to see the success of his beloved son. But not with affection, but with hatred and fear of the family!" Abra said, Haykal fell silent as if Abra's words were true.

"Abra, let Ibra choose. Don't burden his mind with such a huge responsibility. Ibra needs time, someday when the time comes. Ibra will be your right hand. He will walk with you, protect our family. For it is only to you that Haykal and Indira will awaken to their weak bodies. With you, Haykal and Indira will spend their old age!" Said Ardi, Abra and Ibra turned.

Ardi walked weakly towards his little family. Ibra looked down embarrassed, more precisely Ibra began to realize his responsibility. Ibra was moved when she heard the figure of Indira. Sontak Ibra tightly grasped Indira's hand that felt so warm. There is a fear in Ibra's heart, Indira's backrest in her vulnerable time. The reason that made Ibra had to get up and try.

Hearing the small steps of Dew, Abra immediately stood up. He approached the Dew, checking the condition of the Dew that was not fine. Since the last few days, the Dew has looked limp. Even the Dew began to lose its appetite. Abra felt anxious, even afraid to leave the Dew alone. But the independence of Dew, making Abra must pretend calm. So that there is no dispute that makes both of them misunderstand.

"Darling!"

"Become busy!" Dew said softly, Abra shook his head slowly.

"What's the matter, baby?"

"I want to take a walk. That's if you're not busy!" Tidally and weak Dew. Abra is silent, worried about whether to agree or refuse. The weak body of the Dew was clearly the reason for Abra's disapproval.

"Darling, you're sick!" Abra said, signalling he refused Dewun's request.

Gently, Dew brushed off Abra's hand. The Dew is approaching Ibra. His desire to walk as if he could no longer be held back. The dew just wants to breathe fresh air. His chest felt tight, being inside the Abimata family home. Ibra who saw the Dew standing in front of him felt confused.

"Ibra, can take me for a walk. That's with aunt Indira!" Dew said so casually, Abra sighed.

"Darling, we're leaving!"

"No need!" Sahut Dew is short, Abra pulls the body of Dew. Clutching tightly the body of the Dew, drowning away the head of the Dew. Calms the anger of the turbulent Dew. The moment Dew was calm, the warm approach of Abra made him so calm. Abra hugged Dew tightly without caring about the whereabouts of others. Haykal smiled sinisterly, looking at Abra and Dew's attitude.

"I'm sorry, we're leaving. But never seek calm in the warmth of another man. Even if it's Ibra, my own brother!" Abra said softly, Dew nodded slowly.

The dew stepped away, after saying goodbye to everyone. But just a few steps, the Dew twisted its body. Abra was confused to see the attitude of Dewun. Instead the Dew looked at Ibra so fixedly.

"Ibra!" Calling Dewun weak, Ibra looked up almost simultaneously with Indira.

"Ibra, ever since I knew you. I know you're not a coward. You are brave enough to accept all challenges. You can accept even great responsibility. Although I understand, there will be fear when you are unable to meet everyone's expectations. But you do not understand one thing, Abra does not expect your success. He just wanted to see his sister be able to take responsibility. Your fear of doubt, Mr. Haykal, is true. But your responsibility to your family is also right. Be brave, accept the responsibility that has been waiting for you for a long time. Prove it to Mr. Haykal, if you are able to accept that responsibility. One more thing Ibra, failure is not the end of the struggle. But success without fail, will only taste sweet without any enjoyment. Everything needs a process, nothing is instant. Don't waste the opportunity that comes to you. Opportunity does not come to everyone. Thank goodness you had that chance. Don't admit defeat before you fight, because your fear and doubt make you look weak!" The Dew said firmly, Ibra and Abra fell silent. Indira and Ardi smiled as they nodded their heads in agreement. Only Haykal felt uncomfortable with the words Dew.

"Sister, we're leaving!" Pinta Dewun, then holding Abra's hand. He rested his head on Abra's arm. Without caring about the eyes around him.

"Sister Abra!" Sapa Ibra, Abra turned her head without turning her body.

"Tomorrow I'll go to the office!" Said Ibra loudly, Abra nodded his head assent.

"Darling, one word you said was able to get Ibra to agree. Does this mean Ibra still has a taste for you?" Inner Abra.

"Don't think shit. He and I are no longer in a relationship!" The Dew Whispers softly, Abra turned his head as if astonished to hear Dew understand about his worries.