Mentari for Dawn

CHAPTER 41 - Forced Bedroom

After taking care of the Aerospace family, Fajar went straight to his room to meet Tari. As soon as he opened the door, his eyes immediately caught the figure of the girl who was only a few hours ago officially edited, was sitting pensively on the edge of a soft bed, with the body still wrapped in a wedding dress and accessories. I don't know where the girl's mind is.

"I'm sorry before, I didn't mean to play you. I've already lost, that after marriage we'll sleep in separate rooms? But it looks like it's for tonight.... I still can't keep that promise. I hope you can understand.

Because Om and Tanteku, and his family are staying here tonight. The problem is that I think of them as my own family. So it feels rude, if I let them go back to Jakarta these nights. There was a baby among them. I hope you can understand"

Dawn tried to explain and give understanding with a flat face, and without staring or approaching his wife. He's still standing at the door.

"It's okay, I understand. This is your house anyway. So you have the right to determine who can live here, and who does not" Tari replied with a face that was also flat, and without looking at the face of the man who has now officially become her husband. There was not the slightest anger in him. Because the explanation and actions of the man according to him are not wrong.

"Just for tonight. They said that tomorrow they will all return to Jakarta. So tomorrow, we can sleep in a separate room. Please sleep in bed. I'll sleep on the couch" Imbuh Fajar who is afraid that the girl will come back angry and feel played with by him.

"no need. You're the one sleeping in bed. Let me sleep on the couch. Besides this is also your room" Dari got up from the bed and looked at Dawn.

"But you're pregnant. What if you fall? Narrow sofas. Anyways

I also could not feel good to sleep in bed, and let the woman who was pregnant with my son sleep in a sofa. It's okay, sleep. Don't worry, I won't do anything to you. We made a deal, didn't we?"

Dawn closed the door and walked closer to the bed. Take a pillow and a blanket. Then he walked to the sofa and placed his pillow on the sofa.

Every movement of the man did not escape the attention of Dance. Starting from him dropping his hips on the sofa, removing his suit and tie. Until he lay on the sofa and covered his body.

Dance stood staring at her husband who began to sleep. The man's attitude and words made his heart feel touched.

It seems like what Ranty said does have a point. Even if their marriage happened because of a mistake, but this man can treat him well. It felt as if his heart was starting to weaken to hate the man.

Not wanting to drag on in her mind that began to be unclear, Tari decided to walk to the bathroom to remove the clothes and accessories of the bride who was still wrapped in her body.

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"So.... Gerald's his half-brother Dawn? The son of his father's marriage to Aunt Astrid, and divorced for cheating?" Ask Zahra who is breastfeeding her child, while leaning her body on the chest of her husband's field.

"Yes.... About that" Rahul answered, stroking his wife's hair gently.

"But.... Why would Oma Violet trust Aunt Astrid more than her own child? How come he seems to love Aunt Astrid and Gerald so much, but he doesn't like Dawn so much? Put him in his grandson too"

"Yes, Oma Violet has been too blinded by her affection for Aunt Astrid and Gerald. So that he could not see what was right, and what was wrong. Why did you become a kepo once anyway, with the Dawn family? Curious, with your former pretended husband's past life?" Rahul's temptation made Zahra look at him in annoyance.

"If it wasn't for Chand, I would have pinched you. Speak recklessly" Zahra murmured in a threatening tone.

"Please. And I will repay him by kissing you" Rahul kissed his wife's lips lustfully.

"No problem. As long as I put Chand to bed, you put me to sleep" Rahul rolled his eyes mischievously.

"Basic bawdy"

"Not a pervert, baby, but just asking for my ration. Who else should I ask, if not my own wife? Cook I should ask another woman?" Rahul gave a reason to defend himself. But his words immediately made Zahra look at him with sharp glaring eyes.

"No, baby, I was just kidding. Why would I seek touch from another woman? If my wife's touch alone, it always makes me addicted and addictive" Rahul rushes his wife's back. It was as if he was trying to calm his wife, and save himself from the wrath of his female tiger.

"Review if you dare" threatened Zahra with a sewot.

"Yes my Belle's daughter dear. You also dong, do not discuss the matter of Dawn. I'll get jealous" Rahul hugged his wife and said with a sullen face.

"Basic possessiveness" Chirps Zahra.

"If I were talking about another woman, what?" Temptation Rahul.

"You think I'm talking about Dawn because I'm interested in it?"

"But I'm lazy to talk about Oma Violet"

"Why?"

"Kok why? You don't see what his attitude is like? It was as if he was all true and perfect. While others are wrong and lowly all. Like when he insulted and demeaned you. Fortunately, she is older than my mother. If not...."

"Prophe Sat, let's just train our patience with parents. I'm okay, too. Chand is asleep. Let's go to bed too. I'm already so sleepy" Zahra said softly. Trying to calm her husband who seemed to start emotions discussing the arrogant Omanya Dawn.

"Basar Dawn. Told us to stay here, but not provide a baby box" Gerutu Rahul because he had to sleep three with his son, so he could not freely complete his desire to his wife. Because it is impossible to do it in front of their babies.

"Patience, just one night. Okay my dear husband, good night" Zahra massaged Rahul's shoulders while grimly looking at the pouting look of her husband.

Satisfied with teasing her husband, Zahra immediately laid her body on the mattress and closed her eyes. Ignoring Rahul who was still grumbling.

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"Zahras... Zahras.... Zahras..." A fast asleep dance slowly awakens when it hears a sound that makes its sleep disturbed. So that he immediately sat down from the position that was previously curled up in bed.

He looked at the figure who was still asleep on the sofa while deliriously calling out Zahra's name. Dance got out of bed and walked slowly closer to her husband. He knelt in front of the sofa. Staring at Dawn who was still asleep and was on another night.