LOVE WINARSIH

102. Pillow Talk

Winarsih had just been moved from the VK room to her nursery. The nursery is classy Family Suite with an area of approximately 8x8 m2.

In the room there is a set of sofa, dining table and a bed that looks comfortable for the patient's companion.

Winarsih had finished breastfeeding her baby for the first time. Now the baby boy was fast asleep in his box not far from the bed of the Mother.

The nurse said that if a mother gives birth and exclusively breastfeeds her baby, then the baby will be next to her mother all day.

Although feel Winarsih must feel tired if you often wake up to breastfeed the baby, but the woman does not mind.

"What is Laper Win? that's the nanya been delivered. Let me bribe. You've been throwing up a lot" Dean said.

"Yes the laper," replied Winarsih.

Dean pulled the overbed table close to his wife's feet. It was late at night, but Dean did not feel sleepy and tired at all. The presence of the baby boy as a new strength for him.

"Now my change is the one who broke Bu winar," said Dean.

"Luckily, Ms. Winar is not fussy" continued Dean again.

"Say he wanted to bribe me, but more of you ate" Winarsih said.

"Yes, Win, I just realized I haven't had dinner yet." Dean laughed.

"Oh yeah, what was up here? Mr. Ryan doesn't look like it,"

"Big bike ride,"

"The motorist who once screwed up an ex-girlfriend keeps on crashing it?" asked Winarsih kalem while staring at the contents of the plate in the hands of her husband who was about to run out.

"Must be his name? fruit of my love again sleep in the box is loh Bu Winar. Spend your rice first, maybe still laper so you baper. It's still a few hours so mom, you're like you're a lot better than me, yeah," Dean's nagging spooned the rice back into his wife's mouth.

Winarsih just silently pretended not to hear the words of her husband just now.

"Where's wand? did your leg hurt no more?" winarsih asked as she watched Dean hobble away the overbed table from the bed.

"Yes still sick. But because my love is bigger than this pain in my leg. I can bring a motorcycle here.if it was not riding a motorbike, maybe not to wriggle your child was born Mom," replied Dean again walking closer to the side of his wife's bed.

"If you can, by the way" muttered Winarsih.

"Bu Winarsih has started to chatter apparently. Here I kissed first, now it's safe. It's just the three of us." Dean got into bed and lay down next to his wife.

"Win's three days, it should be time to take away my rights." Dean lay on his side and wrapped his hands around Winarsih's stomach.

"The name of the father must succumb to his son," said Winarsih.

"I'm not ready to budge yet" Dean said.

His hand that had been wrapped around Winarsih's stomach now moved to reach his wife's face. Holding his right hand, Dean lay on his side to rub his lips against Winarsih's.

For a while, the couple dissolved in a deep and long kiss. Dean's breathing began to hunt and his hands moved to his wife's chest. As he began massaging the chest, Winarsih stopped the movement of her lips.

"Why?" dean asked, back his face.

"It seems tight, sir, the ASI seeped out. I haven't used this daleman. Later the clothes are wet," said Winarsih saw the front of the patient's uniform has begun to get a little wet.

"So next to the ASI that came out? your son is sleeping, ma'am," said Dean.

"That's a breast pad. Put it in br*a so that ASI does not seep out," Winarsih said.

"Ooo--pake breast pad," murmured Dean.

"Kok is just Ooo, please take it sir, let it be made aja br*anya." Winarsih pointed to the wardrobe where Novi had put his bag.

Dean walked up to the closet and for so long stirred up the contents of the bag.

"Meet?" ask Winarsih.

"Yes, it exists." Dean hobbled back to his wife's bedside.

"His ASI Cock seeped out of the blue? don't-don't you start feeling good too, Win?" Dean chuckles.

Dean undressed his wife and gave her a br*a and the object Winarsih was looking for to hold back her breast milk.

"Where is the make taped to? to br?" dean asked twirling the round breast pad.

"Yes yes, taped to br*Anya, cook pasted to the puti*ngnnya directly," said Winarsih.

"What a shame Win?"

"Hmmm-" Winarsih simply muttered releasing the adhesive on the Breast Pad.

"Win, man,"

"Hmmm-"

"I'm curious,"

"What?"

"Here," said Dean, then looked down upon the top of his wife's chest for a moment.

"Sir, your wife just gave birth a few hours ago" Winarsih said.

"Yes-yes, so the dipake cepet is br. When it opened I was restless. It's your fault, too." Dean took a long breath.

"So what do you want nyuin his son? cook I have to go first," Winarsih said.

Shortly after, as they were just arguing, there was the sound of a baby's little roar from inside the box.

"No, my son woke up Win. He was horrified his mother nagged his father from earlier." Dean went to the baby box and picked up the baby boy.

For a few moments Dean stood hugging the baby and then walked back to Winarsih.

Winarsih hugged her baby again in a hug and again directed the nipple*ing of her left milk into the mouth of the restless little creature.

Dean sat down next to Winarsih and wrapped his wife and son in his arms. His eyes could not see how the tiny little lips sip the top of his mother's chest.

"Actually payuda's main function**the most important is this is Yes Win," said Dean slowly.

"What have you been thinking about all this time?" tanya Winarsih turned to look at Dean's face on his left.

Feeling taken by Winarsih, Dean grinned and kissed his wife's lips at a glance.

Winarsih laughs. Winarsih did not expect, after having a baby, Dean was still adorable. Her gaze came back down to continue breastfeeding her baby.

Ten minutes passed, Dean walked back to the baby box and put the baby back on.

"Sleep well, son, you've done a lot. Ordinary Mr. Kayak so," said Dean relaxed while closing the thin mosquito net that covers the hospital's small baby box.

"Udah almost two o'clock Win, you sleep yuk." Dean lay down next to his wife.

"I'm not sleepy, yet,"

"Same. It means we are happy again. The hormone is the same as the hormone of falling in love. But you have to sleep, you're tired today,"

"Sir Dean is also tired, new from Kalimantan."

"I am mighty. Here I hug," said Dean lying on his side and hugging his wife's body.

"Win, did you see me first, like what?" ask Dean.

"First time?" ask Winarsih. Dean nodded.

"Yes his face," replied Winarsih without turning his head.

"Not specifically," Dean curled his face around Winarsih's neck.

"What yeah? his eye? her skin? his fingers? or haughtiness? I don't want to either." Winarsih spoke as she stroked Dean's hair, which was biting his neck.

"The numbers are.." Dean muttered almost inaudibly.

"If Mr Dean?" Winarsih asked back.

"Eh? what's?"

"My first look, what do you like?" tanya Winarsih moved her head slightly to look at Dean.

Dean lifted his head then looked at his innocent wife's face with a meaningless mischievous smile.

The To Be Continued.....