Mentari for Dawn

CHAPTER 54 - Dinner Event

Dance smiling sumringah reading letter which turned out from Dawn. He looked back at the paper bag in front of him. With a pounding heart he grabbed the paper bag, then took out the contents.

A pair of beautiful eyes Dancing was wide in amazement, looking at the elegant white shoulder dress with its embroidered texture and motifs. Very beautiful dress. A big smile on his face.

Not because of the dress. But because of a surprise she never suspected, she would get from her husband. Somehow she felt that the man's attitude towards her began to seem romantic, by giving her this dress gift, and taking her out to dinner!

Plus, the man knew about his birthday this time. I don't know where Dawn knew it. He doesn't care at all. It made it seem to fly. Could this be a good start to her relationship with her husband?!

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Dawn is standing in front of the dance room. He seemed patiently waiting for his wife who was being dressed by the Olive Lady inside.

"Master" After about 30 minutes of waiting, finally a soft voice of Olive Ma reprimanded him. Spontaneously he immediately turned around.

Instantly Dawn was flabbergasted by his wife, who looked very beautiful with her gift dress attached to her body. Her hair is styled in an updo style, with a silver floral headpiece that gives a glamorous impression. Make up also looks natural and not excessive.

Coupled with a sweet smile engraved on her face, making her beauty look perfect. The eyes of Dawn cannot blink. The woman's charm seemed to have hypnotized him.

And it seems that it is not just Dawn that is amazed by the beauty of Dance. The woman herself looked at her husband with an enchanted look. The man increasingly looks handsome in a black suit, which makes his appearance look neat, dashing and perfect.

Their gazes met and linked. The two stared in silence, with gazes of mutual admiration for each other.

"Master" Olive again rebuked Dawn, seeing the strange girly that his master was showing.

But Fajar who was still lulled by his wife's charm became unfocused on the surroundings. So the sound of the Olive Lady is just like the wind.

"Master Dawn?" Feeling no response, Olive called back with a little fear and drew closer. This time his voice was able to make Dawn jerk, so he immediately released eye contact with his wife.

"Yes" said Fajr who looked nervous and misbehaved.

"Master. Is mister okay?" Olive asked to make sure.

"Mmm, iy-yeah. I-I'm fine" replied Dawn who still couldn't cope with her nervousness.

"Then why are you so flabbergasted like that? Is Madam Dance so pretty, that you're fascinated?" Olive smiled seductively. Making the Dawn more wrong. While Dance only smiled slightly looking at the behavior of the two people.

"What do you say?" Tegur Fajar who was embarrassed by the middle-aged woman's joke.

"Here you are, don't be shy. Kan now Madam Tari is already his wife Tuan. So no problem, fascinated by his own wife. That's perfectly fine" Olive was still not satisfied with the Dawn flirting. Make Dance too blush in shame.

"Mother is enough" Dawn began to stare fixedly at Miss Olives. Making the woman instantly clench her mouth tightly. But the mischievous smile still did not disappear from his face.

"Yes, be careful, sir, madam. Excuse me" Miss Olives passed from the presence of her two masters who were still shy of the cat.

Leaving Dawn and Dance with an awkward and stiff feeling. They seem confused about what to behave like, when now only alone. Dawn again stole a look at the beauty of Dance that made her back confused.

"Why? Is there something wrong with my appearance?" Dari asked groggyly while fumbling and looking at her own body which was constantly being stared at by the man.

"Let's go" Take Fajar clumsily.

"Yes" Dance according to. She set her feet with her husband.

"Aauw" Suddenly Tari's legs tripped, so he lost his balance and almost fell.

But before that happened, Dawn had already caught his body. So that Dance fell in her arms. In such a position, their gazes again met and locked onto each other.

Dance's heart was beating fast again, when the man's hand was on his shoulder. It was as if there was an electric shock running through his entire body.

Dawn looked at his wife with a misty look. That beautiful eye gaze felt so shady, and gave her unparalleled comfort. I don't know what feeling he's feeling. Dawn could not interpret it.

Dawn shook her head as she regained consciousness of the real world. Slowly he released the body of Dance who was in his arms.

"It's okay?" Fajar asked while turning his face away. The incident just now made her even more nervous and clumsy.

"Iy-iya" Dance was just as clumsy, so she was also so embarrassed looking at her husband. She was afraid that Dawn would realize the feelings she had been harboring for her all along.

"Eat carefully. Come on" Dawn thrust her arm. Dance looked at him confusedly. He did not understand what the man meant.

"So that it does not fall again" Dawn explained briefly.

Already understanding her husband's intentions, Dari also linked her arms to her husband's arm in shame. Dawn led his wife to walk out of the house.

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The car that Dawn was driving arrived at a luxurious and elite restaurant. Dawn came down first, then opened the door for his wife. A waitress stood in front of the entrance to welcome their arrival earlier. It seemed that Fajar had already made a reservation for their dinner together at that place.

"Please sir, Madam" The man dressed in a black-and-white uniform bowed down as a sign of respect, and invited them inside.

"Thank you" Dawn said with a smile. He turned to Tari who was standing next to him, and again thrust his arm at his wife.

Dance who is still not used to the romantic treatment of her husband, feeling groggy and clumsy. He flanked Fajar's arm with a face flushed in embarrassment. Both of them walked into the restaurant.

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At one of the tables in the restaurant, Tristan looks cool eating dinner with Claudia and Moza while chatting with friends.

"Oh yes Moza, what about your apprentice? Smoothly? Are you at home, with your current internship?" Tristan asked as he stabbed the food in his plate with a fork, then ate and chewed it.

"Current to Pa. I feel at home" Moza replied enthusiastically. A big smile on his face.

"Not just at home. But also very happy and happy. Is that right, baby?" Claudia chimed in while throwing a teasing smile at her daughter.