Mentari for Dawn

CHAPTER 60 - Internship

"Oh yes already then, you leave it to me first. Let me hand it over to Mr. Fajar. So you can do other tasks" said Rima with a smile.

"Yes Mom. Oh yes Ma'am, Miss Rima has been working here for a long time as a secretary for Mr Fajar?"

"Yes.... Less is around.... One year. Why is it?"

"Mmmm.... No, ma'am, I'm just talking. Yep.... Even though it was only an intern, but there was no harm in me getting to know my boss more closely. Oh yes Ma'am, by the way, Mr Fajar is already married or not? If he had a child, his son would be very funny, right? Especially if his son is a boy, must be very handsome like his papa. Isn't it Mom?"

Babe Moza with a plain face and a sweet smile. He tried to give up so as not to show his curiosity about the life of Dawn.

"Yes you're right, but baby...." Say Rima with a soft.

"Darling why Mom? What's the problem?" Rima's words hanging made Moza become so curious that he was very curious to know the continuation of the story.

"So, according to what I heard, Mr. Fajar was married. But unfortunately, his wife died in an accident. And at that time she was pregnant with her son Mr. Fajar. Mr. Fajar was very sad and devastated by the disaster, because he loved his wife very much" Rima told him with an expression that looked sad and concerned, for the sad story experienced by his superiors.

"So.... Mr. Fajar is a widower?" Ask Moza to make sure.

"Yes"

Moza smiled with relief at the woman's reply. Means no problem. He could freely approach the Dawn man, without any stumbling block that would cross him to have the man of his heart.

Even if he never cared if the man was a widower or still married. Because if he already wants to have something, then he will seize it by any means and from anyone.

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It has been almost two months since Dance was busy with her college activities. And he enjoyed these times. Especially Dawn, the beloved husband who always supports him.

Although Dari still can not be open with her feelings for her husband, as well as Dawn who still does not realize her feelings for his wife, but now they no longer feel awkward. They are open to each other and share everything.

Like tonight, when they're gathering in the dining room for dinner. Dance enthusiastically told her husband about the internship that soon had to be occupied. Dawn was very interested and listened to him well.

"So.... Now you can take an internship?" Ask Fajar while scooping and chewing his food.

"Yes" replied Tari with her cherry as she stirred the food in her plate with a spoon and fork.

"Yes, later I will find an internship place for you" said Fajar casually.

"no need. You've done a lot for me. This time, let me try it myself. I also do not want to be privileged at the internship place, because I am your wife" Sanggah Tari.

"Are you sure you don't need help?" Tanya Fajar looked at his wife fixedly.

"Yes, I'm sure. Later if you need help, I will definitely tell you" replied Tari firmly.

"Yes if that's what you want. Good luck" said Fajar with a warm smile, then back to eating his food.

"Thank you" Dance replied to him with a bright smile.

The two continued eating in a light and cheerful mood. Dance is very happy and grateful to have a husband who is very considerate and always supports her.

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"The ideas developed in this report are very interesting. Starting from research, advice about the design, marketing and packaging of products to sell in the market. Greatable. So this is the job of the intern"

Gerald observed and read the file on his desk satisfied and impressed. Enthusiastically he asked his secretary who was standing next to his desk.

"Yes sir is right" The secretary named Santi nodded with a smile.

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Their conversation was interrupted by the sound of knocking on the door from the outside.

"Shortly Sir" Santi said politely.

As soon as she got a nod of the head as a sign of permission from her superior, the woman walked up gracefully to the door and opened it.

While Gerald who was still sitting relaxed in his great chair, resumed his work regardless of his secretary and knocked on the door of the room.

"Eh Miss Tari" Santi greeted the person who was still standing on the doorstep in a friendly manner.

"Sorry Mom, I want to submit my report today" Gerald heard the soft voice of a young woman who spoke calmly.

"Oh yes please come in. It just so happened that Mr. Gerald was also in place" Santi allowed the woman to go inside.

"Thank you Mom"

Santi walked back to his desk. "Sir, this is Miss Mentari, the intern we talked about" said Santi pointing to the woman standing behind him.

"Oh yes" Gerald turned his head and looked up to see the two women before him. He was astonished to see the young lady who was slowly stepping up and standing beside his secretary.

The woman was wearing black flatshoes, a suitably coloured shirt paired with a white, patterned blazer. While the stomach looks distended and round. Her hair was dyed after braiding first.

Gerald was surprised not to play when he saw the face of the woman who was very familiar to him. It was the woman he had once dyed. Who is now the wife of a step-sister whom she deeply hates. It turned out that now the woman became an apprentice in her company?!

God, it turns out that it is true, people say, the world is indeed narrow. Why else would he have to deal with this woman? He gave up his responsibilities to Dawn.

Not only Gerald, Tari was equally surprised to see the chief director of the owner of the company where she interned, none other than the man who had been involved in a feud with her, and now has the status of her own brother-in-law.

Why should this guy? Confused what he should be like. On the one hand, this man was a superior he should respect. A person who is very influential with his internship.

On the other hand, he still felt annoyed and bloodied, given the arrogant and arbitrary nature of the man towards Ranty when he was at the hotel first.

"You?" Gerald stood up and stared fixedly at Dari.

"Include Sir, my name is Mentari Dusk Pratama. I was an intern from the economics faculty at the xxxx university" Tari tried to talk and be as polite and respectful as possible.

Whatever problems they had before, he had to remain professional, not mixing personal matters with work matters.