DEW PURITY

Adijaya Dewangga

A week ago, Abra and Fahmi went out of town. There are projects that cannot be abandoned. If the Dew conditions were not as weak as they are now. Maybe Abra will take him, but in fact the Dew condition is very weak. Finally, with a heavy heart, Abra left Embun together with Nur. Ibra comes with Indira. Just checking the Dew. Abra has also added security, so that Dewun feels comfortable in the house without it.

But the calm changes, as five black luxury cars enter Abra's house. Nur who happened to be in the yard, immediately ran into the house. He panicked to see some people coming down in black. Even the bodyguards that Abra prepared did not twitch. They are not only outnumbered, but also outnumbered in terms of posture.

"Stop!" shouts Dew, everyone stop fighting. Some people who come without permission to the Dewun house. Instantly bowed, when he saw the Dew coming.

"Young lady!"

"I'll go with you. Don't hurt them!"

"Please miss!" said one of the bodyguards and immediately opened the car door. Dew into a luxury car.

Dew had guessed, who was the person behind this incident? The one who was so scared. Nur was speechless to see Dewun facing everyone who came. Nur saw the blink of an eye. All signals will be fine. Dew pulled Nur's hand, holding him in one of the cars.

"I'm scared!" whispered Nur, Dewun patted Nur's hand slowly.

"There I am, you'll be fine. I just need a friend. They wouldn't dare touch my skin. One scratch in me, their lives at stake. Calm down, Nur, we'll be fine. Brother Abra must come to save us later!" sahut Dewun, whispering to Nur.

The car's accompaniment runs so fast, splitting the congested highway. The dew looked calm, although in fact his heart was agitated and frightened. Rumbling in his heart, only Dew noticed it. His serenity seemed, as a way Dew calmed Nur his best friend. Is it not wrong and should not be blamed?

For almost half an hour, the car was traveling at high speed. The car stopped at a high gate. A gate that perfectly closes the house inside. A large and spacious house. Almost two or three times the house of Abhimata. The beauty of the house that cannot be denied. Luxury that cannot be ignored. Wealth is clearly defined as the identity of the owner of the house. Dew bowed, not the least he wanted to see the splendor or luxury that seemed to be welcoming his arrival.

"Please young lady!"

"Thank you!" sahut Dew politely, Nur walked right next to Dewun. Shaking Nur's hand, clearly wanted to say his fear. The taste that made Dew had to hide the anxiety of his heart. Friends who must understand each other, when should be weak and strong?

"Welcome, dear!" greet Dewangga, Dew was silent staring confused at the handsome face of grandfather who had just seen him.

"Grow, who is he?" whispered Nur, Dewun turned.

"My grandfather!" the tides are almost inaudible. Dewangga smiled at the confession that was said from the lips of Dewun.

"You're sure!" nur said, Dewun nodded slowly.

"Thank you dear, you are willing to admit grandfather. It's been a long time, grandfather is waiting for this day. We promised to see Grandpa. In fact, it was grandfather who came to pick you up!"

"Dear Lord Dewanggga, I've been in front of you. What do you want to say? Doesn't this meeting exist, not without reason!"

"Sit down, this is your house. You're not a guest, so it's not worth waiting for me to give it up. All the treasures I have, they are yours!" said Dewangga, Dew does not wart. The beauty described by Dewangga, as if not evocative in his mind.

"Lord, what do you really want? Tell me now, I don't have much time!"

"You have no right!" said Dewant loudly, Dewangga smiled arrogantly and cunningly. Dew back a few steps. His fear can no longer be covered. Nur tried to support the weak body of his best friend.

"All this time, I have been patient enough to accept Ardi Abimata's attitude. Especially Haykal his rich-ass son. Every conceit and insult to you. Like a knife in my heart. He loudly insulted my descendants, the sole heir of the entire Adijaya company. Now all patience is over. There will only be my revenge and anger that they will see!" said Dewangga cruel and firm, Dewun shook his head slowly. I wish everything he heard was just a lie. But the cynical and haughty smile of Dewangga. Instantly freezing the flow in his blood. Dew pecked, seeing how cold and cruel the man in front of him was?

"What are you planning? I'm not the grandson of your family's successor. My life has nothing to do with your revenge. Don't involve me in all that. I just want to be happy!" said Dewun with a soft voice.

"You are my grandson, whenever you are my successor? If it were not for the faith that idolizes you. I've made you my granddaughter of pride. The legitimate heir of all of Adijaya's wealth. The son who is growing in your womb. He's my great-grandson, he's a descendant who will carry on all his great-grandfather's wishes. The sole heir of the mighty Adijaya family!" said Dewangga loudly and firmly, Dewun shook his head slowly. He could not believe hearing the grand plan for himself and his son.

"Master, I beg you. Don't involve me in the revenge between you. Do whatever you want. Whatever it is, but it's not related to me and my baby!"

"There is, of course there is. You are my only descendant. My heir and my successor, the Abimata family or the Arya Adiputra. It doesn't deserve you, especially the cowardly Abra Abimata!"

"Enough, he's my husband. You have no right to insult him. The great-grandson you want to admit, in his blood flows my husband's blood. Abra Achmad Abimata, there will be an Abimata name behind his name!"

Praaaayyyrrr

"Only blood makes them equal, nothing else. I'll make sure of that, they'll be away from you. Ardi Abimata planned all this. I'm not just gonna shut up. I'll make them pay for what they did. You're my grandson they purposely kept away. All this happened, none other than Aryan stupidity. The man who only believed in his undignified brother!" said the emotionless Deity, just after he slammed the glass in his hand.

Dew smiled cynically, hearing the loud Dewangga when blaming others. Where is the courage? The Dew went forward, approaching towards the Dewangga who was sitting in his seat of greatness. Some of the guards who were ready beside Dewangga, instantly stood a little aside. As if giving a gap to the Dew, to approach towards the Dewangga. The distance between Dewangga and Dewun is very close, until he can see the handsome face that is still left in the twilight age of Dewangga.

"You may forget, who is the father who kicked out his daughter in a state of great pregnancy? Who is the cowardly man who is subdued under the sedition of a woman? Who is to blame for all my circumstances? Why do I feel now? You speak, as if you were the most meritorious!"

"Get me talking, I'm your grandfather!"

"The grandfather who abandoned his grandson, the day he was born!"

"Darling, it's all a misunderstanding!"

"It's all true!"

"Silence you lowly child!" sofia shouted, Dew turned his head.

"One more, a brother who never appreciates blood red. A woman who doesn't care about other women's tears. Now I say I am low. In fact she was a much more dishonorable woman!" debun said, Sofia raised her hand.

"Don't you dare slap Sofia. Especially when you are alive!" yelled Dewangga, Sofia retreated. A few guards held Sofia's hand.

"Dad, I'm not wrong!" said Sofia, Dewangga does not care.

"Take Miss Dew to her room. While his friend to the guest room, now!" the Decree of the Deity is firm.