LOVE WINARSIH

12. Bickering

Dean felt his heart beating irregularly. In the cold room he felt his sweat wet his back and forehead.

She faintly saw Disty looking down on her body. Dean wriggled with both his hands on the woman's waist.

Should it be tonight? thought. If something happens, what do your parents say? He grew up in a family that upholds all norms of kindness.

Even his mother, never let their family business get to anyone's ears. My mom is most worried about that.

But the pressure inside Dean was unbearable. His head was throbbing violently. Disty's hand has managed to get her pants through her legs. Now the lover began to bend down as his hand grasped the part of his body that began to rise.

Ah, I can't-can't. This wasn't supposed to happen. Dean groaned softly as he felt something strange running through his body.

Dean pushed Disty slowly many times to get away, but the woman held back her weak hand due to the effects of alcohol.

"Darling, that. I can't" said Dean, but Disty continued.

His girlfriend is really desperate. He didn't know what Disty put in his drink. Dean doesn't want to talk about it right now.

Dean felt he had to leave the room immediately. He was sure if it lingered there, his body parts would immediately rise with just a slight touch.

Still a little staggered Dean picked up his clothes while remembering what happened.

Have they done it? Is that part of his body still lazy because he just fought all out with Disty?

What time did he arrive in that room? Why would Disty just keep quiet and not ask her anything?

Dean kept trying to remember what happened to him at the club. Why for a moment did he seem unconscious. Why is Disty like hiding something.

Shortly thereafter Dean was inside the Range Rover that Disty drove to his residence in the Menteng area. Yuni and her boyfriend follow Dean's car from behind.

All along the way they were silent to each other. The face of disappointment is clearly reflected in the look of his lover.

"You're down outside. Don't go inside. Later papa even weird to me. You just go home, honey, already through the middle of the mallem. Kasian is also your friend" Dean said, twitching his head.

"I want to go in, at least I can't get you to Dean's yard. I'm not a street girl you can just tell by the side of the road" an embittered Disty told Dean.

"But the mama-papa is at the house dear," replied Dean lying.

"No! Your parents are not at home. You can lie to me about that!" disty shouted while stepping on the brakes in front of Dean's gate

Rojak pointed his head outwards and immediately pushed the fence as soon as he saw Dean's car.

Disty again stepped on the gas pedal entering the house that was similar in color to the Disney palace.

Dean just silently stared. A second later, remembering Yuni and her boyfriend behind them, Dean turned his head outside the fence.

"How do you know mama-papa is not home anymore?" asked Dean who had not moved from his seat.

He felt his heart speeding up and the sweat getting wet on his forehead.

What medicine did he take? Is the medicine taken in excessive doses?

Dean didn't want to ask Disty that. Her lover would be ashamed and she would not lose her pride if she admitted that she had felt the effects of the medicine by now.

"We've done it but you can still lie to me about your parents being at home!" Disty screamed stifled and cried. The woman covered her face with both palms.

"We've done it on Dis? Uhhuh?" Dean tried to hide his panic. His heart was pounding even more and it seemed like that part of his body had already started to stand up completely.

His head felt increasingly dizzy throbbing. His gaze was blurred, sweat running down his back. Her stomach's nauseous. Dean became increasingly agitated.

"You go home now, I'm gonna take a break." Dean staggered open the door of the car that had stalled on the left side of the house.

Their car garage is located on the left wing, and Disty has never been to any part of his house. Right now Dean just wants to be alone, Disty has to go home before she vomits or goes back unconscious in front of the woman.

"You go home now, hueekk!" dean spit onto a natural rock that covered almost his entire yard.

Disty gets out of a small half-run car chasing Dean who is already walking in towards his backyard.

"Do you believe everything your father says? I've read all of Mr. Hartono's messages. And do you believe in all the things that you do?" Disty pulled Dean's right arm and made the man stagger.

"Dis, I don't want to fight tonight. It's too late. My guards can definitely hear you screaming. Help me Dis! I want to rest now, my body doesn't feel good." Dean put Disty's hand away and walked back in.

"At least I can take you inside. I'll be home when you're asleep Dean!" Disty was already close to begging Dean.

Dean just wants to go to his room now, period. A little emotion he turned to look at Disty.

"Let me alone tonight, Dis! We'll talk again tomorrow! I'm gonna take a break. Although in my house there is no one I can not bring a woman carelessly here. This is my parents' house. I'll call you tomorrow." Dean shook his hand.

"We've done it tonight. And you're treating me like a gini now. You actually love me not the same? Is it because papa you deny our relationship so you are half-way gini? Where is your papa's chosen woman? That maid?? Da? She's the maid that Minister Hartono often compares with me?" Disty pointed at something behind Dean.

Dean, who hasn't checked his phone at all, doesn't understand why Disty can find out about it.

Slowly Dean turned around and looked at the figure appointed by Disty. In his blurry vision under the yellow light that only slightly left over their faces, Dean saw Winarsih standing as hypnotized as she stared at herself and Disty alternately.

In the faint of darkness, Dean saw Winarsih paled as he again witnessed the quarrel involving him.

That maid is really fucking tonight.

The To Be Continued.....