DEW PURITY

Mom Almaira

"Grow!" abra shouted loudly, Abra was surprised when he realized Dew was not beside him. When Abra got out of bed, he ran to find Dewun.

Abra feels anxious, because the Dew condition is not healthy. Even last night Dew had a fever. Luckily Afifah stayed at Abra's house. So Afifah can provide first aid to Dewun. So that the Dew fever immediately drops, although the Dew breath is still hunting and feels warm.

"Honey, where are you?" shouts Abra worriedly, Iman and Arya happen to be awake. Both of them did not sleep. They are awake until the early hours. Only after the dawn prayer did they intend to sleep. But their plan failed. After hearing the cry of Abra who was anxiously looking for Dewun.

"What's the matter Abra? Where is Dew? She's still sick, there's no way Dew's out of her room!" sahut Iman, Arya nodded in agreement with the words Faith.

"I don't know, when the Dew awakens there is no more. I'm afraid something's happening!"

"Calm Abra, there's no way the Dew goes far. We search together, papa will find Dew in the backyard. Maybe he's taking a walk!"

"She will look for the Dew ahead. If necessary, I will ask Afifa. Maybe he knows, where the Dew is now?" said Iman, Abra just nodded in agreement. The three of them split up, Abra specifically looking for Dew in the house. The first room Abra went to, none other than their room on the second floor.

The chaos that had occurred, suddenly ended just like that. Everyone is looking for a Dew to a different place. Abra never asked for help from Bik Siti or any other ART. Abra always tried to do it himself, especially if it was related to Dewun. So Abra sought out the Dew itself. His house was not as big as Abimata's. But looking for Dew in every room in the house. It's enough to make Abra tired.

"Darling, it turns out you're here!" greeting Arya, Dew immediately turned his head. He looked at Arya who came with a hunting breath. It was as if Arya had just run for tens of kilometers.

"Father!" greet Dew friendly, Arya approaching Dewun. Arya was standing right beside the Dewun.

The silent cloud stared straight at the sky to the east. Arya glanced at the watch she was wearing, Arya saw the time show right at 05.00 WIB. Arya was puzzled to see the Dew standing in the morning blind. The sky was still a little dark, the fog was clearly visible in front of the eyes. The cold mist felt bone-piercing. Even though the morning dew began to appear at the end of the weeds in the yard.

"Darling, what are you doing? Why stand here? You haven't healed yet, the cold mist isn't good for your health!" arya said worriedly, Dewun turned his head while putting on a smile.

"I was waiting for my dawn to shine. For the cold mist to immediately disappear. Replace the soothing morning dew!"

"But it's still morning, you better sit there. Waiting for the dawn to break!" arya said, pointing at a chair not far from them.

"No need pa, Dew wants to wait for dawn. I forgot about it a long time ago. There is such a deep longing. I need a warm dawn ray. So that I may understand my cold attitude has wounded Abra!"

"Darling, it's all done. Abra doesn't bother him. Papa explained to Abra. Let's just say it never happened!" arya said softly, Dewun shook his head. Then looked down at the ground where he stood.

"Papa, the problem that happened yesterday. It was just one of my harsh and harsh attitudes towards Abra's brother. I am proud of my thoughts, there is always a reason I am angry and cold to Abra. Attitude that was wrong and I did not deserve. Although I said it all happened, because I grew up without a mother. But really what happened, it was a form of arrogance that was in me!"

"I'm sorry papa, you grew up without a full-blown affection!"

"I never blame anyone? Maybe I grew up without a mother, but that doesn't mean I have to be strict and hard on the priest of my afterlife. Brother Abra should not be insulted by my bath attitude!"

"Darling, blame papa for your wound. Never blame yourself. Papa's the one who's making you outcast and away from your family. Papa left Almaira's mother gone, while giving birth to you. Papa's guilty, forgive papa!" arya said, then pulled Dew's hand and wanted to kiss him. An attitude that wanted to show an apology from within Arya's heart.

"What did papa do? It's not appropriate for me to behave like that. I'm your daughter, don't treat me that high!" said Dewun, while pulling his hand from the grasp of Arya.

"Papa, I love dawn not without reason. I love the dawn, because mama Almaira loves it. Mama often stood staring at dawn while she was holding me. Maybe mama's hoping, there's a warm dawn in the cold name of my Dew. I don't know what Mom thought at the time? But ever since I saw the memories of mama Almaira. I always wanted to be like my mom. I want to be an understanding wife like my mom. A woman who kept waiting for dawn to arrive, felt the warmth of dawn. Mom was eventually left behind. Like a mother who always waits for papa's presence. Hope a little warm from the love that ever existed. Although finally you have to be disappointed, when you realize that warm it just feels hearted and goes without meaning!"

"Father, I want to be like a obedient and devoted mother to papa. A woman who never asks, why is her love doubted? A wife who never finds out, what is the cause of her loyalty? A mother who never demands, what keeps her daughter from being considered? The woman who taught me, devoted to my husband above ego and stubborn!" said Dewun, then heard a sigh from the lips Dewun.

"But unfortunately, I'm not Almaira's mom. I'm nothing more than a stubborn wife. Angry when his love is questioned. Emotions when loyalty is in doubt. Fight when his heart is wounded. Abusive attitude that does not care and respect others. Until the end, I was nothing more than an ungodly wife who continued and continued to hurt my husband. Until I feel embarrassed, just say sorry!" he said softly, then looked straight at the dawn which began to greet.

"Almaira's the perfect woman, I'm the one who's stupid to hurt her heart. I'm a man who doesn't deserve to be a priest. Almaira doesn't deserve to be hurt, it's all my fault until you grow up to be this hard!"

"It's all happened, I never regret growing up without mom's affection or papa's affection. From childhood until now, dawn has always accompanied my day. Dawn like a warm embrace of mama. Removing the desolate and cold in my heart. This morning, the dawn warmed my body. Like my mother Almaira who hugged me the first and last time, when I was just born!"

"Darling!" arya said, then hugged the Dew.

"Papa, don't ever leave the Dew again. Dew misses papa, brother father best in life Dewun. But papa's a man who loved mom. Your presence makes me feel the presence of my mother. If the Dew is gone, take care of the Dew son. Give me the affection you never gave Dew!" she said softly, Arya shook her head. Arya pulled the body of the Dew, wiping away the tears that fell from the two beautiful eyes of the Dew. Arya cupped the princess's face. Staring at the face of Dewun who reminded him of Almaira.

"No dear, you'll be fine. Papa won't let anything happen to you. Stupidity that made papa lose mama Almaira. Papa will never do it again. If Abra can't take care of you, papa is ready to take care of you baby. Trust me, you'll see your son grow up!" sahut Arya, then hugged the Dew. Closely holding his beloved daughter.

Pyaaarrr

"Darling, why are you talking like that?" abra said surprised, the glass in his hand just fell down.

"I'm fine!" he said, then hugged Abra.

"Tell me, what's really going on?"

"Trust me, I'm fine. Our son is fine too. I'm just thinking of Almaira's mom, that's all!"

"Dear, don't even think about leaving me. I can't do it without you!" abra said, then clutched the Dew tightly in his arms.

"I'm sorry Abra, my attitude hurts your heart. Don't ever leave me, if anyone leaves. Let me, for I will not be able to look into your indifferent eyes!"

"Darling, what are you hiding? Could this pregnancy scare you? Because mama Almaira went far away, when she gave birth to you. Honey, whatever are you thinking? I'll make sure, if you're okay. I won't let you get away from me!" inner Abra, while hugging the Dew tightly.

"I never blame you. As long as you remain by my side, I will learn to understand your way of thinking!" abra said, Dew nodded in Abra's arms.

"Give me dear, Afifah came with an obstetrician!" said Faith, Dew immediately looked up to see Faith.

"For!" dew Suhut.

"Make sure your condition is fine!" sahut Iman, Arya smiled knot.

"Make sure the condition of the Dew or Afifah who wants to see you!" arya said seducing Faith.

"Shut up!" sahut Iman cold.