DEW PURITY

Hugs

"Abra, you don't have the wrong house!" fahmi said in disbelief, Abra shook his head weakly.

Abra let out a long sigh, there was a lot of burden in his mind. Not about the large and magnificent house of the Adijaya family. Except who's in that house? Abra felt his guts shrink, when he realized Adijaya was not a random person. Fahmi saw clearly the fear on Abra's face. Fear of power that is not yet in the shadow of Abra.

"I'll accompany you. We fought together, Dewun needs you. Long before the Dew knew it all. Only to you he depends. That's been happening until now!"

"I believe the Dew will not forget me. Only, now our status has changed. He's way above me. We are like two different worlds. Back when Dew was an ordinary life, I still had a hard time getting close to him. Now look, the dew is so high. How can my hand reach it?"

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"Come down!"

"Change Faith!" abra said in shock, Iman blinked his eyes.

"Come with me, after dinner. Bring the Dew home. One more thing, don't say anything? Adijaya is not easy to deal with. Let Abah and Aryan's father face him. Your only task is one, calm the Dew and don't think about anything else!" abah Iman said firmly, Abra nodded in understanding. Though he did not understand, why did Faith speak like that? Abra just believes, whatever Faith says? All of that is the best of the good.

"Fahmi, come with us. There's Nur inside, your job is to look after him. Whatever happens, never interfere!" said Iman firmly, Fahmi nodded while gulping his saliva rough.

"Abra, Abah Iman looks different. More handsome and charismatic!" whispered Fahmi, Abra elbowed slowly Fahmi's stomach. The signal asked Fahmi to shut up.

Abra and Fahmi walk past the line of Adijaya's guards. Seen on the other side, the bodyguards were deliberately provided by Arya Adiputra. Abra and Fahmi were amazed to see the guards lined up. For a moment they fell silent, seeing how two great people were competing over the Dew. The village lady who was originally mediocre. She is now an extraordinary woman with unquestionable wealth.

"Sister Abra!" she shouted, then hugged Abra.

Dew ran without caring anymore about his steps. Dew does not take into account, if only he would have fallen. Just hugging Abra was in his mind. Dew no longer cares, whatever risk he will get. Even Dew seemed to forget, if there were many eyes that were staring at him. One week later, the two are separated. The meeting after so long, clearly felt meaningful and could not be replaced.

"Sorry, I'm late!" abra said softly, Dewun shook his head slowly.

"I just need your arrival. Late or not, I can wait. They won't hurt me. Are they my family anyway? Even though I'm afraid to be among them!"

"Darling, you're okay!"

"I'm fine, as long as there's you I'll be fine!" said Dewun, winking her two beautiful eyes.

"You sit down, after dinner you can go home!" said Faith, Dewun turned his head as if something was stuck in his mind.

"Change!"

"For a while, I have to stay in this house. After decades, it's time to return to the house that raised me!"

"Why do you have to live in this house? Is it all because of me?" debun said softly, Iman shook his head weakly.

"Darling, you have to take care of Grandpa. He is no longer young. It was time to get close to Abah. None of this has anything to do with you!"

"But!"

"That's fine, trust me, baby. You need to calm down and reassure yourself. This has nothing to do with you!" said Iman, while rubbing the head of the soft Dew.

"Grow believe!" said Dewun, then embraced the warm Faith.

Arya stared at the proximity of Dew with Faith. As a father, the distance he had with Dew was so close. But there is a deep abyss that sets them apart. One of them is a story of the past that can never be forgotten. Iman glanced at Arya. Obviously as a father, Iman could feel the pain and hurt that Arya felt. But forcing the Dew, is not the right thing. While continuing to be silent, it will only add to Arya's heartache.

"Darling!" said Faith softly, while holding both arms Dewun. Iman stared fixedly at the face of the princess who was similar to his sister Almaira Adijaya.

"What's up? Is there something stuck in your mind?"

"Should I do it?"

"Do it if your heart says yes, not if your soul refuses. It is time for this wound to heal. He was broken because of his love. She's fragile because of her stupidity, but she's survived only for the sake of one word of your apology. If possible, accept his apology!"

"Sister Abra!" he said, looking back at Abra.

"Darling, I won't force you. As a man, I did the same thing to you. My love is so great to you. It blinded me for a moment and hurt you. Honestly Dew, at that time I was broken and fragile. Away from you makes me helpless, if there is no apology from you. Maybe I'm gone and weak. Just like Mr. Arya, he made a mistake with mama. He can no longer expect an apology from mama Almaira, only from you. Do whatever you think is right? I will support you!" abra said, Dew looked down at the marble floor.

"Drink Arya!" said Sofia, while offering a glass of alcohol.

"Stay away from me!"

"Just you kicked me out, this is my home!"

"Sofia, get away from me. Before I forget about your blood relationship with Almaira!" arya shouted, Sofia smiled cynically. Then haughtily, Sofia placed the drink right in front of Arya.

"You can refuse me, but not this drink!"

"Mr Aryan!" ha Dewan lirih, Arya immediately turned her head. Hands that want to get a drink. Instantly halted in the air, the sound of Dew seemed to refresh his heart.

"Beyond you snot boy!" said Sofia cynical and cold, Arya immediately held Sofia's hand.

"Don't touch it, you forgot my threat!"

"Arya, let go of my sick hand!"

"Shut up or I'll do more of this!" arya was full of emotion.

"I'm sorry, if I'm interrupting!"

"Grab some!" arya's greeting was soft, as if afraid of hurting the Dewun.

"Mr Arya, learn to stay away from drinks we shouldn't drink. Love your health, at least for the sake of those who love you!"

"Honey, you're watching me!"

"The Word of Faith has never made me know you. But he didn't teach me to stay away from you. It's hard for me to accept your presence, but my son will know his grandfather!"

"You forgive me!"

"I'm sorry, if there was any mistake. Since long ago, you were not wrong. Because my presence you never know. But assume everything is fine. I'm really sorry, my heart doesn't quite accept your name. But trust me, since this locket is around my neck. Since then I have always missed and asked. Who's my real father?"

"You know that Faith is not your real father!" arya said, Dew nodded slowly.

"I know, but I pretend I don't know. Because whoever my real father is? In fact, only the brother of Faith has always protected and cared for me!" said the final Dew, then spread out your hands.

"Darling!"

"Help me, at least in gratitude for protecting my husband and father from my son!" said Embun softly, Arya silently sculpted.

"Was this?" arya lirih.