Mentari for Dawn

CHAPTER 56- Can We Try This Relationship??

Dawn said with a warm smile while gazing at the open ocean, with the whirring of the rolling waves. The man looked so comfortable and enjoyed the atmosphere of the place.

"How is it?" Dance asked in confusion.

"Look" Fajar put his hands on both corners of his lips and shouted loudly.

"ARRGHHH!!! MEHHHH!!!" The echoing sound of Dawn broke the silence of the night, and overpowering the pounding sound of the waves made Tari have to cover her ears with a wrinkled face.

Satisfied with her shouting action, Fajar looked at Tari with a gentle look. It was as if giving a signal to mimic his action just now. Although she thought that her husband's behavior just now was too strange and ridiculous, but Dance still imitated it.

"ARRGHHH!!! AARGHHH!!! PAPA!!! I HATE YOU!!! WHY DO YOU TRUST THESE TWO SNEAKY WOMEN MORE THAN ME, YOUR OWN SON?!! AUNT CLAUDIA, MOZA!!! I HATE YOU!!! YOU ARE HYPOCRITICAL, CUNNING, AND SELFLESS!!! YOU HAVE RUINED MY LIFE!! GRAB EVERYTHING I HAVE!!! I HATE YOU!!!"

Dance shouted out loud, taking out all the unegginess and emotions that were stored in her heart.

The dawn that covered his ears from the sound of his wife's thundering cry, was a little surprised and astonished to hear Tari mention Moza's name. Because if he's not wrong, it's the name of the intern in his company. Could it be that the girl was Tari's half-brother? But not necessarily. Maybe it was just a coincidence. In this world there is a woman named Moza who is not one person. Never mind, he didn't need to think too far and make things up.

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A few moments later, Dawn and Dance sat next to the beach, on white sand that looked brown with both hands supporting the knees. The two seemed to be talking.

Sharing stories and the bitterness of the life they have to live, while enjoying the cold breeze feels like piercing the skin. With eyes that look at the rolling waves that go back and forth on their feet to get wet, then back again in the middle of the ocean.

The sound of the pounding and the twinkling of city lights in the distance, make the atmosphere feel so beautiful and shahdu.

"Hows it? Are you feeling better?" Ask Dawn in a soft tone.

"Lumayan. Sorry yes, I was already angry with you" replied Tari with a little regret for her previous attitude.

"It's okay, forget it. I'm sorry, too, for taking you to that restaurant. I really don't know if it turns out your family is there too" Fajar said with a smile and guilt.

"It's not your fault. I'm the one who's not ready to meet them. Seeing their faces made my heart ache again. The dark shadow just appeared. How I was beaten, scolded and chased away like a dog.

And what hurts more is... The one who did all that was my own father. The only old man I still have. The only person I thought was my protector. But he trusted his wife and stepson more than me, his own son. I was wasted, because of the slander and trap of the two women.

The woman I thought could cure my longing, to my dead mother. The woman I've taken for granted is like my own sister. But it turns out, they actually think of me as a piece of trash that needs to be removed. I never knew what I had done wrong to them. So they're gonna stab me in the back"

Long dance tells the story and poured out his heart with a look at the ocean while smiling bitterly.

"I understand how you feel. I know what it's like to be dumped and ostracized by my own family" Fajar looked at Tari and said softly and empathetically.

"You are still reminded, with Oma, my sister and stepmother who were present on our wedding day" asked Fajar who was answered with a nod of the head of Dance.

"If you still remember, you also must still remind me, what kind of attitude they have towards me?"

"They.... Don't like you?" Dance stared fixedly at Dawn.

Of course he still remembers very well how the attitude of the three people when on their wedding day. Especially Omana who is so arrogant and does not hesitate to insult anyone. Even until now he still feels upset, if you remember the old woman.

"To be precise, they never considered me. Because I'm the son of a former baby sitter married to Andre Lazuardi. While Aunt Astrid, is the son of a prominent person and comes from the upper class. So even though he had played the game, Oma Violet still made him as his dream daughter-in-law"

The dawn told me loud. There did not appear to be any sadness from his tone, as it revealed the bitter life he had received from his own family.

"Kok your word is so bad? Just because of caste, he would not even acknowledge and consider you as a grandson?! ! Good Lord! How come there's a grandma like that?!" Dance became upset and her own emotions heard her husband's story. Unlike the Dawn that looks relaxed and ordinary

Dawn smiled faintly seeing his wife's anger at his own omana. He's not the kind of person who likes to find a defense. But seeing this woman defending him, somehow made him feel very happy, so it was very anxious that he hugged Dari and showered her with a kiss.

But it felt like such thoughts were too crazy, considering those who had not completely become a couple.

"Yes.... At first I was sad, too, with their attitude. But after all these years, I don't care anymore. Because I'm immune. Besides, I don't want to, my life is fixated on people who don't think about me. Maybe it was my destiny.

So why do I lament their attitude? It is better to continue living and doing useful things, rather than thinking unimportant things. Without them, I can live and succeed

Dance looked at Dawn in admiration. He was amazed by the man's wise and determined attitude in the face of the family attitude that hurt him for so many years. Unlike her, who could only face them with anger and hatred. He was ashamed of his attitude.

"Now, we're both sharing stories. So...."

"So?"

"So.... Is our feud enough to get here? Will after this, we be able to start trying our relationship as a couple in general?"

Dari termangu heard her husband's question. Do you want to continue your relationship as a couple in general?

What does that mean, he wants them to live life like a married couple? Not two strangers living in one house? Heart Dance feels dag dig dug as if wanting to jump for joy.

He also did not expect, if it turns out that he and Dawn also both have bitter and almost the same life. Both are wasted from their own families. Is this a sign that the two of them are indeed destined to mate? Hehe. Think Dance with shame.