LOVE WINARSIH
105. Verdict Court
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It has been two weeks since Winarsih gave birth to her first child. A babysitter accompanied her to take care of Dirja during the day as she occasionally helped nurse Ms. Amalia.
That afternoon Winarsih took her baby into Ms Amalia's room and accompanied her mother-in-law to watch television. Winarsih did not talk about anything, she just sat watching television while holding Dirja who was asleep.
The movie that was playing that afternoon happened to be really good. Winarsih, who rarely watches television, enjoys spending time with Ms. Amalia in a useful silence.
The movie they watched was an old Christmas movie called Actually Love. The film tells several different love stories with different forms of love.
"Gee, look. Turns out the young senator also had a heart with the interns in his office," winarsih said she was excited when she saw a movie scene showing a young Senator knocking on each house to find the address of the woman she loved.
Then Dirja wriggled in Winarsih's arms. The baby boy woke up opening his eyes and let out a small cry. Looks like the nursing schedule has arrived.
"Hello honey, you're awake. Thirsty ya-dirja drinking yuk milk." Winarsih unbuttoned some of her clothes to position Dirja who will suckle. "We're in Uti's room again. There was Uti. Dirja wants to say what? Uti quickly healthy yes so it can carry Dirja," said Winarsih rotate a little chair to face Bu Amalia.
Ms. Amalia glanced at Dirja and the corner of her lips seemed to attract a smile.
"Sir Dean used to suckle no ma'am? Dirja this in 2 hours can be several times awake to suckle. Sometimes the night wakes up for hours. Dirja did not cry, but sometimes she did not want to be put in her bed. Must be carried." Winarsih continued to speak while occasionally looking at Ms. Amalia's facial expression. The glances of his eyes showed that the woman was listening to every word he heard.
"Done Breastfeeding, we go down yuk ma'am. We had lunch at the dinner table. I must be bored if in the room continues," said Winarsih.
After 20 minutes of breastfeeding, Dirja looks back yawning. Dean's first son in just two weeks gained a lot of weight. The skin that used to look reddish, is now whiter like Dean.
"Sus, can carry Dirja for a while. We're both down, yeah, let me push Bu Amalia," Winarsih pinta on the babysitter standing not far from her.
The babysitter nodded then took Dirja from her mother's hand. Winarsih then pulled Bu Amalia's wheelchair over to her so she could tidy up the woman's clothes.
When Winarsih's hand fixed the blanket on her mother-in-law's lap, Ms. Amalia's hand moved to hold her hand.
"Yes Mom? you want to say something?" Winarsih who was a little surprised because Ms. Amalia touched him, immediately looked and grasped the hands of her mother-in-law.
"Ma-ma," muttered Bu Amalia a little indistinctly.
"Mama?" tanya Winarsih did not understand. Ms. Amalia raised her pupils her eyes looked at Winarsih.
"Yes I heard, Mama. What does she mean, Mom?" ask Winarsih again while thinking. When feeling understood by what her mother-in-law meant, Winarsih turned her head.
"Mom want me to call Mama?" ask Winarsih.
Ms. Amalia looks happy because Winarsih understands her point.
"Yes-yes, from now on I will call Mama's mother. That right?" Ms. Amalia who heard Winarsih's words looks back pulled a little smile.
"Okay, then we go downstairs first Ma. We'll have lunch, my mama's gonna bribe." Winarsih grabbed her mother-in-law's wheelchair and then walked out of the room to the elevator located right next to Mr. Hartono's workspace.
Dirja's babysitter had been waiting near the dinner table holding a plump baby who had fallen back asleep. Nurse Bu Amalia has prepared a food menu for the woman she is treating.
"So in the past, every afternoon I was often scolded for coming home full of mud. The late father, most angry that I came home almost magrib just to find fish and cork." Winarsih laughed considering his silliness. He had fed the fifth spoon to his mother-in-law who was diligently listening to his childhood story.
"Persis next to my house, there is a swamp planted with kale and genjer. It actually belonged to someone else, but the owner didn't mind if we picked up a little vegetable there. Totally different in taste, freshly picked vegetables are cooked and eaten. I like all types of food, so my body is this big," said Winarsih grimacing to realize his body is still swollen after giving birth.
Ms. Amalia spent her lunch without a hitch. Even the woman complied when she had to take so many drugs that she sometimes refused.
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"Shoppers! you dick! 10 Years for attempted murder!" maki Dean out of the courtroom.
His right elbow still holds the stick. Although his legs are now much better, but he still needs the stick to be able to walk faster when outside.
"Say Ma'am Fika wants to come here, sir," said Ryan.
"No need for Yan. This business let me. Papa still needs Fika more than me." Dean walked quickly towards the passageway leading to the parking lot.
"Why stand here?" ryan asked as he saw Dean standing close to the wall.
"Gua wants to stab the arrogant lawyer with the tip of this stick, so the cave wait here." Dean glanced towards the courtroom door which was starting to look crowded.
"I'm crazy to stab people, you can go to jail" Ryan said.
"The caves are still the Minister's children! don't forget you!" reply Dean.
Shortly after, three men walked out of the courtroom into the hallway where Dean and Ryan were standing.
As the three men walked past him, Dean put down his cane to block the steps of the Legal Counsel who accompanied the perpetrator of the stabbing.
"Please take it to the Atmaja, the cave will not extend this problem. 10 years is enough for the person who stabbed the cave. Kasian ama cave bininya. He's just scapegoated the old coward. The cave just wants to wait-wanti, the cave will settle the affairs of Hartono Coil as soon as possible. If the Old Man wants to extend it again, the cave will also not hesitate to send people to hurt him" Dean said.
"Well, if you don't like it, appeal!" exclaims Head of Legal Advisory Perpetrator.
"Doubt you t*ai! let what cave banding let you get richer? you also if not because of problems like gini must be deserted job," scorned Dean.
"That's the cave business. No business of yours either. The cave just defends"
"Which one paid you? but don't use conscience? now you know why the cave doesn't want to be a criminal lawyer? it's really dirty." Dean grieves.
"Once again, it's a cave business. What's the dirty money for,"
"But the language of your defense just now, no need to bring Bokap cave, anji**!" dean's right hand was raised as if he was about to smash his wand into the lawyer's head. Ryan quickly held him back.
"The verdict trial! so what do you want?" challenge the Chief Legal Counsel.
"Gua wants to prick your mouth with this!" Unable to be prevented by Ryan, his superior quickly directed the tip of his wand to touch the mouth of the Chief Legal Counsel.
The Chief Legal Counsel spat many times because the dirty tip of Dean's wand had entered his mouth.
"The cave always gets what the cave wants from the beginning. If the cave wants to prick your mouth, the cave should be able to. Now if you want to nudu cave, please sue. Cave will close your office and make sure that your career ends in this country. Inget, besides the cave is richer than you, Bokap cave still serves as Minister. After you get out of here, you can wash your dirty mouth clean." Dean turned around and walked away from the three men who were angry and looked at him with hatred.
It is commonplace in life and bureaucracy. If man had not had to defend himself during his life in the world, perhaps the courts would never have existed.
After the Trial, Dean rushed back to his office. Two Civil Lawyers who were part of Danawira's Law Firm were waiting for him to hold a meeting.
It's getting dark, but Dean thinks it should be resolved soon. He did not want to procrastinate much because less than 3 weeks, he had to go to Kalimantan to defend Hartono Coil in the High Court.
Time showed almost midnight when Dean arrived at the fence of his house with a black sedan. Upon arriving at the front porch, Dean threw his cane into the back seat and rushed down from the car. The day was really exhausting for him.
DRRT-DRRTS
A short message just came into his phone while walking hastily Dean opened the message.
How are you De? it's Ara.
Dean's eyes were wide. Basic Rio is brash. Why should Rio give his mobile number to Ara. Dean sighed trying to think positively. Indeed, Ara could have asked for his mobile number related to the legal issues that are happening to him.
Ah but the lawyers in this country are not just him. Why did Ara have to look for him?. Quickly Dean deleted the message and went back to pocketing his phone. Problems that are not sought after can come uninvited. Especially the problem that he deliberately picked up?.
Dean shuddered in horror at the thought of Winarsih crying loudly in her nursery first because she felt rejected by him.
Dean misses Dirja who is now so plump as his mother. Some days are always outside the house, making Dean lose the moment to look at his nursing wife.
When he opened the room door, his gaze was immediately treated by Winarsih who was standing petting Dirja and singing a song.
"Dirja hasn't slept yet, ma'am?" ask Dean.
"Udah, just finished nyusu. It's going to sleep again" replied Winarsih.
"Aren't you done with the mist? I'll see" Dean joked to his wife who looked tired.
"Just a minute, you roll up your sleeves first." Dean pulled out his pocket and put his phone on the nightstand. He hurriedly rolled up his sleeves.
"Here Win, let me be the fat one. If you want to sleep it's okay. I'm tired from the morning, too" Dean said.
"The father was tired from the morning outside. I'm going to go to the bathroom, drop it off for a second." Winarsih passed away going to the bathroom after giving Dirja into his Father's hands.
"Titip-titip, what kind of goods did you think? my son this," murmured Dean who spoke to the baby.
"Your cheek is my son, two weeks of drinking breast milk has made you very bloated. Yummy right? your mom's ASI is amazing. Mr. aja sampa nagih. But now your mother's stingy with me."
"You encourage her son to speak the truth," muttered Winarsih while wiping his face with a towel.
"That's the most obvious. Fill my heart deeply, ma'am" replied Dean smiling. "I'm gonna have to tell the president about the cases at the office."
"Yes but-"
"Sshhhhhhh. I put it in the box first. Let her mom help me undress. I was too tired of this malem until there was no more energy to open the zipper," Dean said calmly then slowly put the baby into the box.
Winarsih smiled amusedly. Dean who lately always come home late at night makes them rarely able to engage in old conversations.
"Would you remove the stick?" winarsih asked as she looked at Dean who was walking almost perfectly towards her.
"Udah, just used to be in court for a gun,"
"Huh?"
"Nothing. Kidding," Dean cut quickly as he put his wife's hair behind his shoulder.
"Mom Win, I need your help" Dean gently rubbed the face of his wife sitting on the edge of the bed.
"Hmm?" Winarsih's eyes were staring at her husband. He also misses Dean who wanders all day outside the house.
Dean quickly removed the belt and dumped it on the floor.
"Win, open. I want you to open it," Dean's pinta still looked at Winarsih's bead.
Winarsih then pulled her husband's hands closer. He deftly lowered the zipper and removed the material pants hook until it went down to the floor.
With one pull, Winarsih has grasped the maleness of her husband's.
"Moreover Win," muttered Dean pulling his wife's head to immediately devour his belongings. Dean's eyes closed enjoying a sensation that had been felt for a very long time did not feel.
"Slowly wear lid-" Dean groaned feeling a soft touch at the end of his precious asset. Slowly his hand again scooped up all over Winarsih's hair and brought the woman's head to follow her rhythm.
"Oh Win, where nih-" said Dean, groaning. The peak of pleasure almost approached him. But his concentration is torn with where he has to spill the content of the passion he has harbored for two weeks.
Winarsih looked up at the face of her husband, Dean who was with his wife was getting desperate. The sight of Winarsih's lips sipping hers made Dean clutch his wife's hair a little harder.
"Win-ouh!" Dean pulled part of his body from the Wife's mouth shortly after reaching the peak of his enjoyment.
"Eh??" pekik Winarsih.
"Sorry Win, I think you have to wash your face again," Dean said as he rubbed the full lips of Winarsih who looked increasingly sexy with a warm liquid decoration from her.
Winarsih just quietly enjoyed Dean's fingers that often rubbed his lower lip every time she did the service for her husband.
"Temenin I take a bath yuk," Dean asked. Winarsih nodded and smiled. Then the woman got up to the bathroom first to wash her face again.
DRRT-DRRTS
The phone on the nightstand is back vibrating. On the screen again appeared a message from the phone number that claimed to be Ara.
Dean grabbed his phone and briefly read the message from above the screen without opening it.
De, how can my message be read? you busy?
Yes, of course busy. He is busy at the moment. Dean turned off his phone.
The To Be Continued.....
