Mentari for Dawn

CHAPTER 63- Can't Pick You Up

"Hallo" said Dance with her cherry.

"Hallo, Dance. Are you busy?" Ask Fajar across there.

"Yes.... Pretty damn. Why the hell?"

"Mmmm.... Look, I'm sorry, it looks like today I can't pick you up anymore. I have an operation schedule today. Then it will be followed by a meeting at the company. But you take it easy, I told the driver to pick you up. It's okay, right?" Dawn said doubtfully.

"Oh, it's okay. You just focus on your work. The life of your patient is more important. Anyways.... There's a driver coming to pick me up, too?" Dance answered quickly.

"Thank you very much for your understanding. I'll try to pick you up tomorrow myself. Because I also want to stop by your kantormu" said Fajar in a soft tone of voice and sounded deep. It seems that the man was eager to pick her up. But the obstacles he faced were too urgent, so he could do nothing.

"Y-yes. It was yes. I'm still busy" Tari said a little nervously.

"Okay, good work. See you around"

Dance turned off her phone with a hint of guilt over her dishonesty towards her husband. They promised to be honest with each other in everything.

But now even he who can not be honest with Dawn, if he was an apprentice in the company of his brother who never considered him as a sister. Because she was afraid to make her husband emotional if he heard about his arrogant family.

But he can't keep going like this. Whatever the reason, he did not want to violate the trust between the two of them. When she gets home, she will try to talk to her husband. Hopefully Fajar can understand, and will not bother him who became an apprentice in this place.

Not wanting to assume too much, or prejudiced against her husband, Tari refocused herself on her work so she could quickly go home and meet her handsome husband.

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Dari seemed to be walking back and forth agitatedly in the office. Many times he turned on his phone, contacting the driver assigned by Dawn to pick him up. But the number of loyal servants of her husband was always inactive or out of reach.

The grunting dance is upset. For almost two hours he waited for his invitation, in the midst of the pouring rain, and lightning and lightning striking each other like they were fighting. Makes the air and atmosphere feel very cold and gripping.

Honestly, he was afraid, but he was reluctant to wait inside. Sparks of rainwater gradually swept over him due to the wind, although he took shelter under the roof of a solid building terrace.

Even the long-sleeved blazer that Tari wore was not able to protect her from the cold, so she had to stand on her hands, in order to feel the warmth, even if only a little.

It seems that this heavy rain is the cause of the driver never coming to take him home. Either the guy's stuck in traffic or something. So that he would have to wait in uncertainty like this. All the other employees had gone home from two and a half hours ago, when the rain was still not too heavy.

Today the dance work is pretty solid. So that he was too cool and soluble in working on it. So that unknowingly the longer the rain has been getting busier, when he was done doing everything.

Maybe there are some employees left, namely security officers who are currently in his post. But can't he join those guys? Moreover, it must break through the outpouring of water that fell from the sky with a rush.

Dance's body started to feel sore. His stomach was also starving because he had not eaten anything after lunch.

Dance turned her phone back on. This time it was not to contact the driver anymore which seemed like it would be a waste. But to contact Dawn. Maybe her husband is currently busy either in the hospital, or in the company.

But he had nothing else, because he wanted to get home soon. Moreover, his stomach also began to feel cramping. And he is afraid this can affect the condition of the baby in the womb.

But again Dari had to grunt because his phone was lowbat, so it was impossible for him to use to contact her husband. He wanted to throw his phone in the middle of the rain. When it is needed like this, this flat object is even useless!

Now there was nothing else he could do, other than to wait patiently for when this rain would stop. And how long will Dawn realize its absence at home?

Gerald, who had just come down from the top floor where the room was, was stunned when he opened the lobby exit and saw Tari standing in the terrace, holding his hands with a pensive face.

He did not know that there were still employees left in his office, in addition to the security officers who seemed to be relaxing in his post. After closing the door made of glass, Gerald walked out closer to Dari.

"Ehem"

The daydreaming dance gasped, when suddenly the heavy deheman voice of a man came from beside it. Spontaneously she turned her head, both of her eyes immediately looking at Gerald who was standing beside her with a cold and haughty expression as usual.

"Eh, good night sir" Tari tried to show a smile as polite as possible, to his superior who stood beside him.

He did not know that the man had not yet returned. He thought the boss could come and go home as he pleased. No need to till last night. Hopefully the presence of this arrogant man does not further worsen his mood.

"It's been over eight o'clock in the night. Why aren't you home yet? You intentionally overtime or.... That proud husband of yours, no time to pick up his own wife? So just to the extent of it, is he responsible for the woman he made his wife?"

In a still flat and cold manner, Gerald said cynically. Making Dari growled to hear the man vilify her husband, who is none other than his own sister. It turns out that not always the blood is thicker than water.

"Fajars.... It's busy sir. Tonight he has an operating schedule that cannot be abandoned. I have no problem with that at all, sir. For saving the lives of others is a noble work. If I ask my husband to pick me up here, it means I have no heart and take my life for granted.

So I'm sorry, if you want to express your hatred of Dawn to me as his wife, I don't think I'm interested in that. After all, you yourself have never confirmed it? If between us there is only a relationship between superiors and subordinates. Not the relationship between brother-in-law.

So whatever the problem is, which has nothing to do with work, I don't think we need to discuss it. Especially the personal problems between me and my husband. Because I think it has nothing to do with my performance here"