Mentari for Dawn

CHAPTER 42 - Jealousy

"I love you.... You're the only woman who can make me move on from my dead wife. But now, who is going to make me move on from you? Zahras..."

Dawn continued to delirious with a voice that sounded extremely pitiful. Like someone who is desperate and frustrated. Makes Dari feel sorry to see it.

But somehow his heart also felt pained, hearing the man mumbled to say the name of another woman. Is it because she is now her husband? So he wouldn't be willing if there was another woman in his household? Or the.... Because his heart is starting to change?

Can't bear to see her husband who keeps delirious like that, finally Tari tries to calm her down. He clasped Dawn's hand and stroked her face.

Seen up close like this, the man's face looked very handsome like a prince. Makes the chest of Dance feel thumping. His heart was also beating fast. He did not understand how he could feel something like this.

Just a few days ago, he hated this man. But why did the man's face look so attractive to him now? Makes her feel like she wants to kiss her face.

Dance shook her head. Trying to get rid of all forms of wild thoughts that begin to enter it.

After making sure that Dawn was calm and no longer raved, Tari went to the bathroom. After bathing and performing dawn prayers, he began to dress neatly and make up his perfunctory self.

After that he immediately left the room and Dawn who was still sleeping soundly on the sofa to the kitchen. Although still feeling foreign and still not fully memorized every corner of the room in the house, but still Tari can find the kitchen.

"Madam, it shouldn't have bothered to help us. The madam should just rest. Or take care of Chand. What if he wakes up and fusses?"

"It's okay, ma'am. There will be a Papa. Rahul can calm her down too"

Once in front of the kitchen door, Dari had heard the voices of some women who felt familiar in her ears talking inside there.

Dance continued her steps into the kitchen. And sure enough, he immediately found some servants who seemed to be gathering, to do their duty in preparing breakfast.

Zahra was also a part of them. The woman looked so cool chatting with the waiters while cooking. Dance looked at the beautiful woman with a jealous look.

Back ringing in his eyes, how her husband deliriously called the name of the woman. His heart was wondering, What is the relationship between them?

Especially if you see Zahra who is so familiar with all the servants in this house. Makes her think, did that woman ever live in this house with them? Or maybe, it was because their family was already very close? I don't know.

"Eh, Madam Dance" Olive who had just realized the existence of Dance in that place immediately rebuked her with a soft and polite voice. Spontaneous Zahra and the other servants immediately turned to look at Tari.

"Eh newlyweds. Already awake?" Zahra chimed in kindly and cheerfully.

"Yes Kak" Tari smiled stiffly in response to the woman's supple attitude towards him.

"Mrs need something? Let me get ready" asked Ms. Olive.

"Mmm, no need ma'am. I'm just here to cook with you guys" replied Tari with a little embarrassment because she was still not close and had never joined them like this.

"If I think, you better go with Dawn again. You are still newlyweds. And this is your first night. What if your husband wakes up and his bride is no longer there?" Zahra joined in and whispered with her nosiness. "Oh yeah, by the way how was last night?"

"Yes, of course, your first night last night. Fun not, with my beloved husband?" Zahra smiled seductively as she rolled her eyes.

"Mrs, why ask again? Of course it's fun. Mrs Zahra herself how, on her first night with Mr Rahul?" Fina followed the crush and teased Zahra, making the woman blush in shame.

"Geez Fina, I want to tease and make our newlyweds blush in shame. Why am I being teased back? I'm not ashamed to remember those days hehehehe!"

Zahra chuckled in memory of her first night. Make the others look at each other while giggling in shame. Except for Tari and Miss Olives who were just silent to watch the people's behavior.

Ueekis..... Ueekis.... Ueekis....

Suddenly a bout of nausea hit Tari, due to the smell of food that stung his sense of smell. Spontaneously everyone was shocked and looked at him in confusion.

"Dance, what's wrong with you? You sick?" Zahra approached Tari and held her shoulders in worry. Trying to ascertain the condition of the woman.

"No, sister, I just don't feel well. Might as well... As a result of being too tired" Kilah Tari while covering her mouth with her hands.

Unable to stand the nausea and stomach churn, Dari finally ran away from the kitchen. The women looked at him in wonder.

"Mrs Dance why? How can you be so sick?" Rita whispered as she stared at Tari's departure in confusion.

"Yes Rit. How about pregnant people?" Fina fizzled with the same expression as her friend.

Zahra approached the Olive Lady and asked doubtfully and confusedly. "Mom, is she okay"

"I don't know, Madam. Maybe Madam Dance... Tired after the wedding yesterday" replied Olive Mom nervously, and without daring to look at Zahra who was looking at her probingly.

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The dance that was walking towards her room suddenly heard the sound of baby crying. He was convinced that it was his son Rahul and Zahra. Because only they in this house have children. It seems he was in front of the door of the couple's room.

Because the baby's cry did not stop, Dari finally approached the door of the room and opened it slowly. After it opened, he tried to peek inside. Look at every corner of the big room.

Until finally, his gaze stopped on the small figure lying on the bed while crying. But he did not find the figure of the two parents of the baby boy there. I don't know where they are. Leaving the baby alone to cry like that.

Because of his heartlessness, Tari went inside and replaced the baby's parents' job to calm him down.

"Honey. Cup cup cup. Silence yeah. Is there an aunt here?" Dari said and smiled softly, while holding and cuddling the handsome baby. His gentle manner and speech managed to make the baby calm and silent.

Dance looked at the tiny baby with a warm feeling. His heart feels calm. Is this what it feels like to be a mother?

She imagined herself who would give birth in a few months and become a mother. Will she give birth to this cute and adorable baby, which will be the focus of her affection?