Mentari for Dawn

Mentari for Dawn
CHAPTER 78 - The Unexpected Meeting



Dance with cynicism. His tone was relaxed and slow, yet it sounded so piercing to Darren, that it made him snort angrily.


"You....?!" Seru Darren pointed at Tari with a reddened face in anger.


But Tari did not look the slightest bit daunted to see the anger of her former lover. In fact, he was satisfied because he managed to reply to all the insults and dirty words that the man threw against him.


"Why? Is there something wrong with my words? You accuse me of that, as if you were the most holy man. But yes, I don't have time to serve you any longer. Oh yes one more thing, whatever I do here, and whoever I want to meet, I don't think I need to report to anyone what my purpose is to come to my own husband's company. Excuse me"


Sardonic and stressed Dance at the end of her sentence, before she turned and stepped on her feet, walking gracefully into her husband's company building. Without thinking of the surprised expression and gawking at Darren for hearing his confession.


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Arriving inside, Tari greeted two women at the reception desk.


"Excuse me"


"Yes ma'am, how can I help you?" Say one of the ladies kindly.


"I'd like to meet Mr. Fajar Lazuardi"


"What do you mean, Mr Fajar Lazuardi owns this company?" Ask the other receptionist.


"Yes right" Dari nodded enthusiastically.


"Sorry, have you made any promises before?"


"No Ma'am, but I brought her lunch" Dari pointed to the challenger in her hand.


"Lunch? Sorry, what is your relationship with Mr. Fajar?" Asked the receptionist puzzledly and curiously.


"I'm his wife"


"Huh, wife?" The two women shouted in unison so surprised to hear the confession of Dance.


"Why is it, Mother?" Tanya Dari was confused looking at the expressions of the two women.


"Sorry Mom before, but once I was Mr. Fajar it was a widower. His wife was pregnant, but she died a year ago. Then you're this....?"


Darren, who was following Tari and was standing behind the woman who was talking to the receptionist, smiled a cynical smile and a head bobble while propping his elbows on the reception desk casually.


Hearing the words of the receptionist made him sure, that Tari only boasted by claiming to be the wife of the owner of the company.


"Wow. It turns out that besides being talented as a night woman, you are also talented to be a fraud. To dare to claim to be the wife of the owner of this company. It is fitting that Om Tristan who loves his only daughter, to be able to throw you out of the house. Perhaps she was ashamed and regretful of having a child, which could only tarnish her family's good name. I too, if I had been in Om Tristan's position, would have done the same. Now I've been so ashamed and so sorry, for having made you my lover for so many years"


Darren scornfully. Make Dance back windy to hear it. He clenched his hand and longed for the fist he lay on the face of the man standing behind him.


She turned her attention back to the receptionist, and tried to persuade them to be allowed to meet her husband.


"Sir, can't you contact Mr. Fajar? Just tell him his wife came and wanted to meet. I'm sure he'll let me see him. Because I'm not lying. I am really his wife. And I was pregnant with her child" He persuaded her with a face and a clear tone while stroking her distended stomach.


"Sorry Mom, Mr. Fajar can only be met by people who have made an appointment first. Because he was very busy and could not meet people carelessly" refuted one of the receptionists with a heavy heart.


Disappointed Dance until she almost cried. It turns out that his status as the wife of Fajar has still not been exposed, even in front of his employees. Is he ashamed to admit it in public? Dari took her cell phone and was about to call her husband


"Dance, Darren?"


A familiar-sounding voice suddenly rebuked him. Until they both look.


"The moza?" Dance was surprised and astonished to see Moza's presence in that place. Just like Moza who was also surprised to see him.


Dari looked at her half-brother with a question mark. For a long time he had not met the person who was the cause of the destruction in his life. And now they meet here? In her husband's company? He didn't understand what the woman was doing here? Does Moza know Dawn?


Darren approached Moza and hugged her affectionately. In addition to letting go of the longing for a lover who has been kissing her for the past few days, she also wants to show off intimacy in front of Tari.


"Hi darling. You finally got out too. I miss you so much. You're doing okay, right? Why the hell are you rarely picking up your phone from me? I know you're busy with your internship. But cook no time just to pick up the phone from your girlfriend?" Darren.


Moza took off Darren's embrace with uneasiness and carelessness.


"wait around. You do it here, and.... With Dance?" Moza asked Darren and pointed at Tari in confusion.


"The moza? You're interning here?" Tanya Dance was as confused as Moza.


"Yes, I'm interning here. What are you doing here yourself?" Moza asked back.


"I...." Dari was about to reply, but Darren had already rambled first.


"Darling, please don't misunderstand me. I have nothing to do with dance. You know we broke up? I accidentally met him on the front page. You knew? I think besides being a seductive woman, your stepbrother has also become a deceitful woman. Cook her as the wife of the owner of this company. Funny yeah. The receptionist said that your boss's wife died a year ago...." Darren laughed scornfully at Tari.


Makes Tari feel annoyed, annoyed and sad. Although it felt like he was eager to kill Darren for being so outrageous towards him, yet he could not completely blame the man or the people who were there, either, if no one recognizes her as the wife of Dawn.


But Moza takes Darren's jokes seriously.


"What's? He said he was Mr Fajar's wife?" Moza who looked surprised. He looked at Darren and Tari with a fixed gaze. As if asking for an explanation.


"What's this a lot?" The baritone's voice suddenly came and shocked those who were struggling. The two receptionists immediately bowed respectfully as soon as they saw their superiors.


"Queen's? You here?" Dawn was a little surprised to see his wife. But his face looked bright.


"Yes, I brought you lunch. I was planning to lunch with you. But apparently.... You are busy. So I'd better just go"