Mentari for Dawn

CHAPTER 84 - Meeting Papa And Husband's Family

Was the man having a serious problem that made him so emotional? Why did Tari get so scared huh, if you imagine the anger of the man? Still he clearly remembered how the anger of his boss, against Ranty when he was in the hotel first. And his hatred of Dawn.

But whatever it is, he still hopes that the problem of the man can be quickly resolved. After all, she is still the sister of her husband. Moreover, he had never bothered her all this time either.

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A luxury car pulled up in front of the Lazuardi group company building. The driver who sat in the front row came down and opened the door for his great master, who was none other than Tristan Pratama. Charismatically, the middle-aged man walked into the magnificent building. The driver took the car to the parking lot.

BRACKET

Arriving inside, Tristan accidentally collided with a woman who was walking in a hurry, until the files in her hand fell scattered on the floor.

"Eh! Sorry-sorry Sir. I was not intentional" said the woman guiltily, bending over and crouching slowly to pick up her files strewn across the floor. The woman's distended stomach made her unable to move quickly. So he has to be careful.

"Yes-yes, it's okay. I also accidentally" Tristan replied as he crouched down, to help the woman pick up her files strewn across the floor. Seeing the woman's large stomach makes Tristan also feel guilty, because it has hit a pregnant woman.

While helping pick up the sheets, Tristan watched the woman's face closely. How shocked Tristan was to learn that the woman before him right now was his own daughter. The only princess he had cast out a few months ago, and had not seen her for a long time.

"Dance?" Lirih Tristan looked at the woman with a sad look.

The dance that had been too focused on picking up the files of his work, so as not to pay attention to the man he had hit. He was very surprised when he suddenly heard the voice of his papa. To ensure her hearing, Dari looked at the middle-aged man before her.

And it turns out to be true, the man was indeed his own father. Dari looked at the man with a bitter look, angry and disappointed.

He quickly picked up the scattered files. With one hand flanking the file and the other hand holding her round belly, Tari got up from her squatting position. Likewise with Tristan who also stood in front of his daughter.

"Once again I apologize sir, for my accident just now" said cold dance and reluctant to look at his papa.

His heart still ached and torn when he recalled how the man treated him first, who trusted his wife and stepdaughter more, to be able to throw him so cruelly and make him live a life of prey.

Fortunately, there was Ranty, his best friend who was willing to accommodate him, so he could have a place to shelter from the rain and heat of the sun. Until fate reunited him with Dawn, until now he can feel happy life again.

"What are you doing here? What the hell are you doing? And...." Lirih Tristan's.

Dance's cold attitude towards her made her heart so sick and tormented. The daughter who had been pampered and raised with affection, who had always looked at her with great respect, pride and admiration.

Though the purpose of expelling his daughter was, to give him a lesson and deterrent effect. Let him know that his actions are wrong and shameful. So that he can learn from his mistakes. Not to build distance and hostility between them.

"Calm down sir. Whatever I do here, I make sure it will not interfere with your reputation or good name. So you don't have to worry about me being here" replied the Cold and formal Dance, as if they were strangers who didn't know each other.

"Papa knows you're still mad at Papa. But as long as you know, at any time, papa will always love you. Everything you do first, it's all because you want you to realize your mistake....." Lirih Tristan tried to give understanding to her daughter.

"What am I really doing? I don't feel like I've done anything wrong. I feel like in this case I've been framed. And I've told you everything" Tukas Tari stubbornly said.

Her father's attitude and words made Dance's feelings mixed. Between sad and disappointed. It felt like she wanted to cry, to see that dear and missed papa was sad for her.

If only he could believe it a little. And try to prove the truth that he's innocent. Not directly swallow the slander raw.

Maybe now he has hit his father, to vent the longing he has been harboring. And their relationship might not be this fragile. But unfortunately, the influence of the two attachments was in fact stronger!

"Pakistani Tristan?" Tristan who was being made sad and melo with his daughter's attitude, suddenly gasped at the sound of the woman reprimanding him. Tristan and Tari spontaneously turned towards a voice that belonged to none other than Oma Violet who came with Astrid, the favorite daughter-in-law.

"Mrs Violet, Miss Astrid?" The arrival of the two women made Tristan become nervous and tense. She was afraid that they had heard her talk with Dance. And they knew that this woman was his daughter.

He did not want to acknowledge Dari as his son. But with all the drama and chaos that the boy has been creating all along, it makes him feel unprepared if people find out that he has a kid like Dance.

"Well, what a coincidence we met here. By the way, how are your wife and daughter? I haven't seen them for a long time" Oma Violet said with a friendly smile that adorned her old face that still looked elegant.

The attitude of the middle-aged woman made Tristan breathe a little relieved, because it seemed like his conversation with Tari just now, was not heard and known by this pair of in-laws and son-in-laws.

"Alhamdulillah, my wife and daughter are fine Ma'am. Miss Astrid and Miss Violet, how are you?" Tristan smiled a little nervously.

"We are also good, sir. Oh yeah, you're here, want to see Gerald?" Timpal Astrid is no less friendly.

"Yes Mom. I happen to have an appointment with Gerald, to discuss the plan for the construction of our mall project, which is in Jogja" Tristan replied.

Astrid and Oma Violet were smiling mangosteen. Until finally their conversation which was filled with warmth and hospitality, turned into heat when Oma Violet realized the existence of Dance among them.

"You?" Oma Violet looked at Dari intently and in wonder, seeing the existence of the woman inside her family company building.