
"Suddenly I want to eat acid like rujak. It feels like I want to eat right now" said Tari who was too embarrassed to look at her husband.
Dawn smiled at his wife's explanation. "You cravings? Yes already then, we stopped by the restaurant near here first huh. I know what, the best street restaurant around here"
"Yes thank you"
"no need. I know that's what the baby wants. She's my baby too. And I'd do anything for my son"
The words of Dawn made Dari feel moved. My God, why is it that the longer this man makes him melt with his attitude and treatment? If this continues, for a long time she can really fall in love with her husband.
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Dawn brought Tari to a popular rujak restaurant in the city. Dance seemed so enthusiastic when she saw the fruit ordered by Fajar was presented in front of her. His saliva instantly flowed profusely, so he had to swallow it.
Without waiting for long, he instantly devoured those slices of sour fruits like a starving person. So that his mouth belepatan with spice rujak.
"A moment" Dawn who had been sitting in front of Tari and watching his wife who chewed the rye with greed, took a tissue on the table and then wiped and cleaned the spice in the area of Tari's lips.
Dance's heart was pounding again, as the man's hands danced across her lips. This man who had married her really had acute good looks. Making Dance even more powerless to look at her.
He only hoped that the man would not hear the sound of his heartbeat, which was beating rapidly and uncontrollably. She did not want her husband to know her feelings, which were getting more and more uncontrollable.
"If you eat it slowly. So belepatan right" Chirps Fajar while putting tissue on the table. Thin smile on his lips.
Making Dari embarrassed because he had behaved like a child who could not eat properly, until his mouth to the bottom of the straw.
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The following days, Fajar was again busy with his work that took care of hospitals and companies. She leaves Tari under the watchful eye of her maid and bodyguard at home.
And his busyness makes Dawn rarely at home. Sometimes she goes early in the morning, while Dance falls asleep after preparing breakfast. He also came home after the woman had already fallen asleep.
Not because he hated his wife. He admitted that if the presence of the woman and her baby, a little bit has taken his mind off Zahra. He also started to feel comfortable in this situation.
But he did not know whether the woman was comfortable with him and their marriage. He was afraid that the woman's hatred and trauma towards him would still leave a mark. Therefore, as much as possible he tried to keep the distance between them created.
But without him knowing, his attitude actually made Dari feel empty. She misses her husband every day. A variety of negative thoughts lay in his head. Does the man feel burdened by his existence? Or, until now his heart is still on Zahra, so there is no place for him?
Argghhh! Why did he become like this? Like a foolish woman thirsting for love from a man who has raped her!
If their relationship is normal like a married couple in general, maybe Tari has approached her husband to the hospital or his company. Bringing it from his own cooking.
But unfortunately, they do not have that special relationship. So Tari should be able to refrain from going too far towards the man.
Staying at home for a long time made Tari feel bored. There's nothing he can do. Wanting some clean and some houses, Olive Lady and other servants always forbade her on the grounds of carrying out the message of Dawn.
Though she also may not be doing things that can endanger the safety of her own baby. He wanted to continue his studies like before. But where do you want the cost? Income only he has no.
At times like this he misses Ranty. It was almost two months after her marriage to Dawn. He never saw his best friend again. Although their communication still runs smoothly through mobile phones.
And for now, it seems like she needs a friend to talk to and take away her saturation.
Finally Tari decided to visit Ranty in his new room with a driver. Because Miss Olives did not allow her to go alone, without the supervision of the house.
"Ran" Tari reciprocates her best friend's embrace with a feeling of longing.
"I miss" Ranty let go of his embrace.
"Just like me too"
"After marriage, I had to stay alone again" Ranty said with a sullen face.
"I'm sorry, I can't keep you company anymore. How are you going again? Now he is my husband. So I have to stay with him, right"
"But how I noticed, his face looks so bright. Very inversely proportional to the previous few months. Has there started to be vibrations with the baby's father?" Ranty smiled seductively.
"What the hell? Are we both electrocuted? Come on in" Gerutu Tari who then walked into the boarding house with annoyance, ahead of Ranty who tailed him from behind.
When they got inside, they sat on the couch. Letting go of each other while chatting ngalor-ngidul.
"So how is the condition of your household now?" Ranty asked with a kepo.
"Alright" Tari tried to keep her tone sounding flat.
"okay? Does that mean he treats you well?"
"Yes of course"
"That means.... You don't regret, marry her?" Goda Ranty's.
"Here you go, why the hell do you keep talking about him? No other chat material what? Mending us take a walk yuk"
"Where to walk?"
"Yes anywhere. The important thing is to get out. I'm bored at home. Didn't do anything. Just a little bit of work, must be immediately forbidden by Miss Olives. He said Mr. Dawn had told the Madam to rest. Can't do heavy work. The infant's kasian" Gerutu Tari imitated the words of the servants of his house.
"Well, looks like her husband is overprotective of you? I was afraid that his wife was exhausted. Understand, his wife is pregnant with her child. You must be so happy, have a husband like him?" Ranty was still not satisfied flirting with Dari with her annoying smile.
"Udah deh Ran, don't go on. Mending now you accompany me for a walk. You don't have a job right now, do you?"
"Yes, my shift is tonight. Yeah, let's go"
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Today the dawn came home earlier than usual. That's about seven and a half hours. As usual, his return was greeted by Olive Lady kindly and politely.
"Eh sir is home"
"Mom, where is he?" Ask Fajar with guerrilla-looking eyes around him.
"That's Madam Dance?" Miss Olives asked back to make sure.
"Yes"