Mentari for Dawn

Mentari for Dawn
CHAPTER 44- Start Receiving



Dance awakens when the clock shows at nine in the morning. After washing his face, he immediately rushed towards the dining room, as he felt his stomach rumble and needed to be filled immediately.


"Eh, is the madam awake? Madam wants breakfast? Let me prepare. Just tell me what does the madam want to eat?" Olive greeted Dari kindly and politely, as she saw the presence of her new mistress approaching the dinner table.


"As for Mom. I must have eaten. Oh yeah sorry Mom, I woke up bad luck. I thought I just wanted to take a break after breakfast. Turns out I overslept" said Tari in embarrassment.


"It's okay, ma'am, I understand. Her name is also congenital pregnant women" Miss Olive smiled understandably.


Dance was surprised to hear the middle-aged maid's remark about her pregnancy. He thought no one in the house knew about it but Dawn. Did Fajar tell all the workers at her house about her pregnancy?


I don't know what people think about her who is immediately pregnant, but they just got married.


"Did he tell Mom everything about what happened between us?" Dari asked flatly and without looking at Miss Olives. She was too embarrassed because the woman knew her disgrace.


"Master Dawn never hid anything from me. She thinks of me as her own mother. Since both of his parents died, only I am the person whom Mr. Dawn trusted the most to keep his secret.


But Mrs Dance need not worry, I will never think anything wrong about you. I know the lady is a good woman. So too with Mr. Fajar. I know, if you two are just stuck in the wrong place and time.


I hope that what Mr. Fajar has done, is enough to make amends for his mistress. Moreover, I know that Mr. Fajar did not intentionally do it all to Madam" Olive said gently and wisely.


Dancing silent. From the bottom of his heart, he also admitted that Fajar was a good man and appreciated him greatly. It felt like the ingrained hatred he had towards the man, slowly starting to waver.


"Yes ma'am, I will try to forgive him. But can I ask Mom something?"


"What does the lady want to ask?"


"Mmm, actually.... Zahra's sister has anything to do with Dawn?" Dari asked doubtfully.


He knew that this question was too bad. Because this concerns the private life of her husband that she should not have been in. But he could not help himself, to know the problem that was very problematic in his heart.


"Why Madam.... Suddenly so asked about Madame Zahra?" Olive asked in wonder.


"Because.... I feel that Dawn is like having more feelings for Brother Zahra. I have also, heard him deliriously mention the name of the woman" said Tari lirih. He felt ashamed to have to speak his heart.


"Sorry Madam, if the matter is better the Madam just ask Mr. Dawn herself. Because I don't want to go too far. I was once too deeply interfered with Mr. Dawn's affairs with Mrs Zahra. I think my actions will make Mr. Dawn happy. Turns out I was wrong.


What I did, however, caused him to fall into the abyss of suffering and destruction. I also don't know, what exactly did the Madam mean to ask me such a question.


But I just want to say. If indeed the Madam has begun to accept Mr. Dawn, I hope the Madam can be a woman who can make her happy. I hope, Madam Dance will never leave him. Whatever happens"


Accepting? Has he really begun to accept Dawn? Has she really begun to open her heart to the man who is now her husband?


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That day Fajar invited Tari to the hospital to check her content, according to her schedule.


"Now the gestational age of Mother Dance has entered the eighth week, Doc. The retina has started to develop pigments. So that the eyes of the fetus are already seen more clearly. So too with the shape of his face. Starting from the ears, lips and tip of the nose"


Doctor Jenar explained cheerfully, while moving the probe on the belly of Dance which had been coated with gel.


"Then what about Doc's condition? Both are okay, right?" The dawn standing beside the gurney where Tari lay asked enthusiastically.


"So far, the condition of Mother Dance and her fetus is in good health Doc. It seems that Mother Dance is really taking good care of her health"


"Thank God then. I'm glad to hear it" Dawn smiled in relief. He stared at the monitor screen with a warm and sultry feeling. View a moving picture of the fetus through the 4D USG monitor screen.


He recalled the memories of accompanying Shreya and Zahra while doing USG some time ago. Which in the end he had to accept the bitter reality, because the babies of the two women he could not have.


Although the two babies were gone in different ways. But still left a deep wound in his heart. And now, for the third time she's witnessed fetal growth through an ultrasound like this. It was like he was reaching for the little angel, to be carried, hugged and carried.


She was very hopeful, this time she would not feel the loss of another child for the third time. Hopefully this baby can treat his loss all this time. Hope this baby won't be taken away from her again.


Dari also stared at the monitor screen with a smile. His eyes looked teary. I can't wait to see the baby still in her stomach. I don't know why he feels so happy, and his life is now complete.


He had hoped that this baby would never be born. Or just die with him. But now his feelings are evaporating. He wants to stay with his son.


Maybe this baby is already destined to replace the people who have left it all this time. And apparently, Dawn was also very happy with the existence of this baby. Is it that big, the man's affection for the baby?


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After doing the examination and listening to the explanation and advice of doctors about the pregnancy Dance, they finally left the room.


"Later until your home immediately rest yes. I have to leave" said Fajar as they were both walking on the hospital corridor.


"Yes" answered the short dance. From the look on his face, it seemed that the woman wanted to say something. But he was also worried and embarrassed.


"Why? Anything to say? Just say" Dawn who was aware of his wife's attitude, said softly and frowned.