LOVE WINARSIH

10. The In The Night Club

"Well, if you go! Look out if I'm looking for you there. Don't let you spend the night with that pervert! Papa is so because of you too!" nagel Dean while leaving him who still holds the tray

Finish the night with Utomo this time. Winarsih planned to call the man after he finished washing the dishes. He prayed in his heart that Utomo might understand him.

*****

"Ma, let's go! Papa wants to go to Bogor," said Mr. Hartono suddenly when entering the room.

"Suddenly? Why?" Ms. Amalia who was using a face sheet mask immediately opened the mask.

"Boss. Papa's going to the villa. Leave the boy. I'm tired of Papa advising her. High blood is made!" nagging Mr. Hartono while changing clothes.

"A fight with Dean again? When the hell is Pa? Do you feel sorry for your own child?" ask Ms. Amalia in a casual tone.

Ms. Amalia's tone was normal, not because she was okay. Sometimes the woman prefers to remain silent because she is worried about her husband's health.

"Let's hurry Ma, Papa's Monday has to leave again to Pekanbaru. Papa to Bogor is not just because of a fight with Dean alone. But Papa really wants to relax. Fishing," said Mr. Hartono.

Amalia did not speak of her husband. The woman, who just celebrated her 65th birthday last month, pulled out a brand-name bag from her closet.

Often following her husband who often works out of town, even abroad, Ms. Amalia is accustomed to the smell of packing.

It didn't take long, Mr. Hartono and Ms. Amalia had gone out of the room directly to the lobby in front of her house.

"Where's Dean?" mother Amalia asked Mr. Noto, the driver who welcomed the luggage from the woman's hand.

"There's Ma'am, in the living room" replied Mr. Noto then walking ahead of his employer to get to the car immediately.

Ms. Amalia who had arrived at the lobby of her house turned back to the family room.

While Mr. Hartono has entered the car accompanied by Fika, his assistant.

Irman, Mr. Hartono's aide is still standing outside waiting for Ms. Amalia who is still inside.

As a minister, wherever Mr. Hartono went, the old man was always accompanied by a deft female assistant and a gallant aide.

Dean never spoke to his father's personal assistant or aide, even though they met frequently.

The two confidants of Mr. Hartono were quite understanding of Dean's attitude which was always a fool with his parents' affairs.

"Mama and Papa to Bogor villa first, you want to go outside? Don't go home for long. Don't mabok!" ms Amalia said after patting her son's shoulder, who was sitting pouting while holding his phone on a sofa.

"Where's dad?" dean asked with a sour face.

"Already in the car. Oh, come on, Mama's gone. Don't know how to live peacefully in this house." Amalia rushed to a black Alphard with the door open.

*****

(Saturday Night, 22.30 at V3 Night Club, Decent Hotel)

Dean had just handed over his car keys to the hotel valet officer, his feet rushing towards the elevator door that would take him to the top floor of the hotel where the V3 Night Club was located.

The top floor of the Decent Hotel is filled with a luxurious live music restaurant half of which is an outdoor pool without a roof.

Dean had several romantic dinners with Disty there because her lover liked the atmosphere of the restaurant even though the food was mediocre and fairly expensive.

To the right of the restaurant is a long hallway that leads to a black door in the form of a club entrance.

Dean opens the door and is greeted by Vinai's Electro Dance Music bang, How We Party.

His eyes had to blink a few times to adjust his gaze in a state of near total darkness. The light of the club's spinning and changing colors only passed through his face occasionally.

Dean was still flirting towards the row of tables that were on the right according to the instructions sent by Disty through a short message.

Suddenly she felt someone hugging her from behind. When she turned around, she saw her beautiful and fashionable lover was already in a half-drunk state.

That night Disty wore a cream-colored knit tanktop paired with a brown short span skirt and a pair of very tall and expensive heels nude.

Disty hugged Dean for a moment with her body swaying slowly following the musical movements.

Dean smiled and placed his chin on top of the woman's head. A moment later Disty looked up at Dean who was very handsome that night despite only wearing his casual clothes.

"Kiss" said Disty.

Hearing what his lover said, Dean lowered his head to kiss the woman. For a while they were both washed away in a kiss.

"Where are your friends?" dean asked when their kiss was over.

Disty blinked her eyes and pointed at the two tables a few meters away from where they were.

The woman took Dean by the hand and led him to a place where several couples were seen drifting in music. Very few of them were aware of Dean's presence there.

Disty put two ice cubes into a glass and poured a little brandy coronet. The woman thrust it at Dean.

"I can't drink, baby, have to take a car. I didn't bring a driver." Dean refused subtly.

Tonight Dean is indeed being sad once because he still remembers the quarrel with his father earlier.

His agitation was closely related to how difficult he was to find out the truth about what Mr. Hartono had said.

Many times his heart denied that Disty could not be that low, but his other self also had to admit that his father could not be as evil as it was to slander Disty.

"Later if you can not drive home, I ask for help with my friend to help you," continued Disty with a smile.

"Drink dong Dean, cook you all the way here just drink mineral water." A woman Dean recognizes as Disty's friend one office comes to him.

"Dis, so?" Yuni approached and wrapped her hands around Disty's waist.

The two women slightly moved away from Dean while whispering and laughing. Dean nodded his head following the music while occasionally sipping the drink Disty had given him earlier.

Disty went back to Dean and attached her body to the man. Dean ducked down to kiss Disty again. For a long time they were swept around each other's necks.

Several times a sigh was heard from Disty's mouth because Dean's kiss began to run through his ears.

"Yuk," take Disty.

"To where? It's malem," replied Dean whose hands have since run through the buttocks and waist of his lover.

"Sleep together" whispered Disty in Dean's ear.

Dean who heard his lover's words chuckled.

"I'm worried mama nelfon Mbah nanyain I'm home or not tonight," elak Dean.

Even though Mbah may have slept snoring now.

Disty still kissed Dean's front shirt with a sullen face from sulking.

"But I'd love to sleep with you until morning, just hugging" Disty whispered in Dean's left ear before she gently kissed the ear.

Dean imagined that what Disty said would be so good to do tonight. But again the shadow of Mr. Hartono's words flashed across his head.

"Let's see" Dean replied, clutching Disty's slender waist and tightening both legs on the woman's body.

Yuni came back to them while carrying a glass of bluish-colored cocktail.

"Dean drank dong, for the cave is again a birthday. The cave that treat. Appreciate that...." Yuni thrust a glass into Dean's hand.

"Take dong dear, drink a little" said Disty representing Dean take a cocktail glass from the hands of his friend.

While inhaling the aroma of the drink that was thrust upon him, Dean began to sip the drink.

"Hmmm. good." Dean nodded and then took another sip of the cocktail.

"Enak right? That's the cave's favorite bartender mix. The mixture is Blue Curacao, lime, lime juice ama vodka. The alcohol's only 10%, you're not going to get drunk. Don't be afraid." Yuni chuckles at knowing Dean's concern about getting drunk.

Dean is not only not strong to drink alcoholic beverages because he is worried about being drunk and unconscious. The man was also worried about the condition of his stomach every time he was drunk.

He can be nauseous all day and not taste any food. Amalia's mom can't lie about this at all. Because every Dean is drunk, that woman who is always chatty prepares this-that's to take care of him.

Moments after finishing his drink, Dean watched Disty dancing in front of him. Disty's body is very proportionately likely to be thin in her eyes.

Disty always diet desperately for the sake of the body that he considered ideal. While Dean, actually prefers the body of his lover is more contained.

If Winarsih was wearing the same clothes that Disty was wearing tonight, of course Dean would also be tempted. Moreover, the perverted Utomo who was about to care for his girlfriend who dressed modestly.

Dean laughed to himself and then shook his head. His head was already dizzy, the club light was already fused in his vision.

Many times Dean closed and opened his eyes. But his sight was very blurred.

"Why you?" disty asked in surprise to see Dean who was laughing grimacing then repeatedly shaking his head.

"You're drunk, we're back." Faintly heard Dean, his girlfriend told me about going home.

Who's coming home? She's she? Who drove him? Where's the car keys? Oh yeah, the car was parked at the valet. Go home, he has to sleep. Her parents went to Bogor. Ah... Papa was again angry at him for deliberately defying. Dean's mind popped into the surface of his memory.

Dean's forehead is sweating. He felt two pairs of hands rubbing him outside the club. His ears were suddenly silent, the deafening music had already disappeared to nowhere.

The sound of the clanging of the elevator indicates they have arrived on the destination floor.

The whispering behind him sounded faint and indistinct. Dean felt he no longer had the energy to just look.

"We go first...." A woman's voice followed with the sound of the door closing.

Dean was knocked over the bed. His mind was trying to remember where he was.

This scent, the smell of the hotel. What time is it now? Dean raised his left hand and tried to focus his gaze.

At 12pm it was a little late. Dean felt dizzy and stifled. The man felt that there was something strange about him.

"Honey," whispered Disty in his ear. Dean recognized Disty's voice.

Dean turned to the side and saw his lover lying next to him with a pile of his left hand.

Disty had changed her clothes with a bathrobe. The woman looked beautiful under the dim light of the room lamp.

Disty pulled him into a hug, the woman's hand had gone down looking for Dean's zipper.

The To Be Continued...