LOVE WINARSIH
118. Falling in Love Again
This is not a repetition of the story, this is also not a story muter-muterin. This part tells what Dean experienced when he had not met Winarsih in his office.
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The author wants to give away if Cinta Winarsih ends later for the most points giver.
For a memento that Winarsih-Dean was once at heart :*
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"What time is the head office, sir?" ryan asked when Dean had just closed his box.
"It looks like the cave must be more flat, because the cave wants to meet first ama the financial part there. My dad was there from morning. It's not good to cave for a long time," replied Dean.
"Yes, I prepared the file first." Ryan turned to the door.
"What were you invited to?" ask Dean jahil. Ryan pouted at his boss. "Joking cave-joking. Gua tau lu is now diligent in following the cave because he wants to see Novi. Cieee." Dean poked his lips.
"Obsolutely normal. If I don't go, can I do my own needs?" ryan asked back.
"Yes you get paid. If you don't come, what do you want to do? Do you want to go to the office to make some cave tea?" dean shouted at his secretary who had closed the door.
Dean confirmed the location of his tie many times. And glazed on the window of the black sedan which will soon take him to the headquarters of the Cahaya Mas Group.
"Udah saucy-already cute. Mating is still so, too. The tie is not symmetrical if it does not want to go," said Ryan saw his boss who repeatedly pecked himself in front of the car window. Ryan was behind the wheel waiting for his boss.
"It's not because Ryan's married or not married. You ever see the cave to the office is not neat? Not handsome? Unauthorized? If ever, it means not a cave. Yeah, drive it! Don't take it like a mother." Dean got into the car and sat in the front seat.
Ryan turned to his boss who always looked neat at any time anywhere. He, who had worked for years with Dean, had never seen the man fall apart. Even though in the morning he knocked on the door of his superior's room. Dean always appears with a controlled face and appearance.
The head office of the Cahaya Mas Group is more crowded than usual. The building lobby, which usually only looks like a few people passing by, now looks like a crowded stock market.
The faces of representatives of employees from companies belonging to the group of companies appear to be present. After giving the car keys to the valet parking attendant, Dean and his secretary went straight to the floor where the building lounge was located.
The building's lounge is a place where guests or representatives of the board of directors sit back and relax during a coffee break. To get to that place, Dean had to pass through the ranks of the room dividers that separate the employee table or the glass room where the section head was located.
Upon entering the building, two receptionists whispered when they saw his presence. Dean who breezed just by grasping his phone and tablet stepped firmly with his chin raised as usual. That haughty impression always shows up on time.
Ryan, who was just over Dean's shoulder, seemed to be walking like a secretary and an actual assistant.
Dean began to sharpen his ears to hear the routine whispers he always heard every time he went to his father's company.
"Sir Dean."
"This is Mr. Hartono's son who owns this company."
"He was married, but his wife never looked out."
"The one."
"Dean tuh your girlfriend."
"Jutek is really his face."
"Make, but ngeselin."
"It seems so arrogant."
It was a piece of conversation that had been caught by his ear just now. Dean's eyes were still staring straight at the lounge located at the end of the floor building.
Then his eyes looked at the two strangers. Winarsih's ex-boyfriend and best friend who once came and met her outside the fence.
"Sir Dean!" call a woman from behind him. Dean stopped his steps and turned his head slightly.
"Yes?" sahut Dean raised his eyebrows.
"This is a file from the Chief Financial Officer that Mr. Dean asked for, soon Ms. Diah was followed to the lounge. He's still cleaning up the meeting materials a little later" the woman's official told Dean.
On the other side of the office while Dean was being stopped for being called by a female employee, Jaka clasped Utomo's arm to look up briefly from his job.
"Ut, your honey Ut!" Jaka kept poking Utomo's arm to look at Dean.
"Your mouth is Jak! I've seen it since he came in at the end of the door. The women here also have mouths like alarms. Fortunately my boyfriend is not. Goddess is different from other women." Utomo looked at Dean from top to bottom silently. He did not want to be caught off guard by Dean who he always judged haughty when he looked at him.
"A handsome Ut?" ask Jaka.
"Mbooohhh-I don't know how to judge men. In my opinion, good looks are relative. For every woman is different," Utomo said a little glance at Dean who was pursing his mouth open the sheets of paper. It is full of charisma, the inner Utomo.
"Yes, for women, good looks are different. We must be handsome in the eyes of the right woman." Jaka cengengesan comforted his own disbelief.
"Yes already! I'll wait in the meeting room!" exclaimed Dean then continued walking towards the office lounge. He had finished checking at a glance the file that was thrust on him earlier. He had also finished showing off himself in front of his wife's stingy ex-boyfriend.
With a slight smile of satisfaction at finding Utomo who seemed to be stealing glances at him, Dean came to the place where his father was sitting chatting with the Directors before they entered the meeting room.
After chatting for a while in the lounge, Dean glanced at the clock on his wrist. Winarsih should have arrived at the building by now. Rushing he bailed to the elevator to get back down to the lobby.
DRRRRRTTT
DRRRRRTTT
The phone in his hand shook, and at a glance he immediately saw a picture of him kissing his wife's lips appear on the screen.
Winarsih reported that he had arrived at the office lobby. His wife asked to be picked up. The general meeting of shareholders this time was indeed different. The Cahaya Mas Group this time really belongs to the Hartono family completely.
His steps hurriedly approached the swarm of people who looked bustling and conspicuous. A nurse pushed her mother and another nurse was clearly holding her baby.
There's Novi and his mother's assistant too, but where's the wife?
Dean slowed down his pace to focus his gaze.
The beautiful woman, who was standing majestically wearing a light blue blazer suit and high heels was probably over 10 inches tall was Winarsih.
Dean walked over with a stunned look. The woman he slept with twice before leaving for the office looked like a woman he did not know.
Winarsih's body was wrapped perfectly with the clothes she was wearing. Her jewelry was not conspicuous but managed to exude her natural beauty. Winarsih who used to work at home with that outfit-that alone now turned into a woman who will be able to get a man better than him.
Dean's fidgeting. Winarsih is very sexy even though her clothes are covered. He swallowed his saliva as he approached his wife and smelled the fragrance coming out of her hair.
"Win-you, you are so beautiful. It's a masterpiece, mama, I love it. Miss Winar-kamuu, so sexy. You shouldn't be able to attend this meeting. Later on instead-" Dean could not help his expression of shock.
"De-" call his mother.
"Yes Ma?"
"You carried Dirja, Sus-kasi Dirja with his Father" pinta Bu Amalia.
"Lho's? How's Dean Ma?" Dean's confused. Why he should hold the baby when it looks neat and soon will enter the meeting room.
"Your son, yes you are a fat man. Let's pick up our anther to the office lounge. We're waiting for his mother to be there."
Although a little confused, Dean obeyed his mother taking Dirja from her babysitter sling. Winarsih smiled amusedly looking at him. Dean became anxious at the beautiful woman who seemed to be laughing at him.
"Your son is already an ally of mama. So I kept being told. You should have danced like this in Win's room, just watch out for you ntar malem," whispered Dean in his wife's ear.
Then they walked to an elevator. Now the receptionist lobby was clearly not looking at him again with the initial gaze earlier.
The two women were whispering looking at Winarsih and smilingly looking at her who was holding a baby.
A moment later the clanking of the lifts indicated they had arrived at the floor they were on. Some of the male staff instantly looked at Winarsih who looked so prominent there.
Dean looked at his wife who was walking without holding her arm. Dean is upset with Winarsih who seems to be looking expensive now.
"You don't go far, here-" whispered Dean holding his wife's left hand.
"Yes, I'm here." Winarsih welcomed her husband's hand. His heart was also struck by an overwhelming nervousness. The appearance of everyone on the floor of the office building was very different from what he had seen in the village.
The scent of various perfumes floated in the air. All men look neat in suits and shirts. So did the female employees who were so beautiful in office suits.
All eyes felt Winarsih was on him. But she recalled what her mother-in-law had said being pushed in a wheelchair behind her.
He had to walk with his head held high and smile a little. His hand was in the grasp of Dean who was now holding Dirja in his arms. Slowly but surely, foot Winarsih stepped with heels that are new adept to wear these last few days.
As he stared straight ahead, his eyes straightened into the hallways framed by the workbench and the bulkhead of the room. And finally Winarsih's eyes caught a pair of eyes that were staring grimly at him.
Utomo stood at his desk, throwing a gloomy look that Winarsih could not interpret.
"Don't look, I don't want you to squirm at him anymore. You're my wife Win, you're now my wife. After the meeting I'll be with you" whispered Dean.
"Cannot. I'd like to go with mom and Dirja." Said her mother-in-law today she should ignore Dean a little.
The To Be Continued.....
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