LOVE WINARSIH
122. First Day
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"Win, my das man...?" As his eyes glanced at the dressing table, Dean saw a tie Winarsih had chosen lying there.
Dean turned to his wife who was down on the baby box Dirja to put diapers on the baby boy. Winarsih was humming small as if enjoying her routine very much.
"Win, watch me...?" Dean also saw three watches arranged on a dresser, not far from the perfume bottle and the tie clasp.
Slightly pouting he chose the watch himself and wore it. Once again he glanced at Winarsih who was still fun with Dirja, usually the tie he wore will be trimmed by his wife again. But that morning Winarsih looked very busy than usual.
"Udah finished? Let's go downstairs together," Dean asked. Winarsih did not acknowledge it but carried their child and came down to the first floor.
At the dinner table Ms. Amalia had been sitting with her assistant and Mr. Hartono was not seen at the dining table.
Upon seeing Winarsih's arrival, Babysitter Dirja immediately took the baby from her mother's hands. And Winarsih went straight to the kitchen.
"Where is Ma?" dean pulled out his chair.
"To Bali, work visit." Amalia answered without looking at her son.
"Who's same? Fika and Irman? How come Irman was in front of me talking to Rojak?" ask Dean again.
"No, just with Fika. Irman did not come because there was no driver at home. The staff of the ministry also had many. The adjutant from the office is also there." Ms. Amalia looked at her son who was still carving a curious face.
"Why indeed?" ask Ms. Amalia.
"It's okay, tumben. There is Noto. What else do you need a driver for?"
"Mama wants to take Mr. Noto to go to Arisan and meet Mama's friends. It's gonna be a long wait, all day. Mama's worried that her mom's not in a vehicle. No one is driving. So Mama told Irman to drive today. Mother Dirja wants out she said. Go to the salon," Ms. Amalia told Dean, who was now half agape.
"Huh?! Irman will be Winarsih's driver? Mom wants to go to the salon? There's-there's just." Dean was still shocked to look at his mother
"What is there? Your wife wants to go to the salon if anything," said Ms. Amalia a little upset.
"Yes why Irman has to be Ma, like no one else. Irman's coming with mama."
"Why does Irman have to go with mom? Mr. Noto who used to nemenin mama arisan going everywhere. Mr. Noto has memorized Mama's friends. Later if anyone wants to go home with mom, Mr. Noto already knows his home. Are you even hiring yourself?" sergeant Bu Amalia to Dean who is still misuh-misuh.
"Why does Irman have to? Is there no one else? Where is Novi? Dean call Novi first." Dean grabbed the phone that was in his pocket in his suit.
"Novi his grandfather died. Don't you call. Irman's your papa's salary, your papa's aide. If he's your father's son-in-law's driver, it should be. Why do you mind? Have breakfast, keep going. It's a real trial of his case."
"Dean so males ngantor if you think gini. His mother is also still in her arms."
"It's your fault, enjoy it first."
There was the footsteps of Winarsih who came closer to the dining table with a large bowl of fried rice that had just been cooked. The fried rice was still puffing smoke.
"Wins... Later I want to bring provisions-" Not to mention finished what was said by Dean, Winarsih has put a provision in front of him.
Dean was silent. Winarsih completely avoided answering her words directly.
"Win, here. Eat first" call Dean.
"Eat this early in the morning. Father eat aja. What is lacking let me take it again," replied Winarsih while tidying up the dishes.
Then Dean looked at the back of his wife who went back to the kitchen to put down an empty bowl. Though usually Ma'am Tina can clean up the whole table every day.
"Ma, Dean is working today. Just want to be home, Dean's mood is not good."
"Udah kayak your schoolgirl yes, want to skip the office. The handsome but lazy, will lose to the ugly but diligent," said Bu Amalia relaxed.
Feeling the call had no response, Dean walked into the kitchen.
"That's still the fried rice coke on the stove, try to take Mba Tin. Irman hasn't had breakfast yet." Winarsih's voice caught Dean's ear. He immediately looked up at the kitchen to see what his wife was doing.
Irman was standing in the kitchen not far from Winarsih who was sitting on a wooden chair facing the herbs he would concoct.
Dean stepped into the kitchen to approach his wife.
"I call no denger, again make jamu turned out. This is the time to singset again, right?" dean asked affectionately at Winarsih who was slightly flabbergasted looking at him. Mba Tina and Irman who were near them instantly fell silent.
"I go first yeah, I kiss ya..." Dean cupped his hands together on Winarsih's cheeks and lowered his head to kiss his wife's lips until they made a sound.
"Hmmm-" murmured Dean still sipping on his wife's lips. "Mmmuuuaahh" Dean then released his kiss with a satisfied face because he felt he got the stage in the kitchen.
"Titip my son ma'am, I'm gone." Dean then glanced away while humming without waiting for his wife's reply.
Winarsih felt her face flushed. Dean had just kissed his lips in front of Irman and Mba Tina who were now pretending to be busy in front of half a cauldron of fried rice.
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"Yan, please check the schedule. The cave plans to be out this afternoon." Dean, who had just placed his tablet and phone on the desk, called Ryan into his room.
"Where are you going? It's a lot of business, there are two new clients. Trus there's a meeting with the legal counsel of another office for the Hartono Coil case, today it's solid." Ryan scrolled his tablet checking Dean's schedule.
"Gua fidget Yan, you don't know what ballad is hitting the cave at home" Dean said.
"Emang why? It must be because of a girl problem again," replied Ryan a little cynical to his boss.
"Sometimes handsome is boring and brings a lot of trouble" Dean murmured.
"Here, alesan. Doyan anyway," said Ryan who then greeted Dean's cynical gaze.
"Sometimes there are things we can't prevent. Kayak today, Irman time is the one who became the cave chauffeur to the salon. Intar if looked at people, thought Irman her husband." Dean crossed his hands in front of his chest elegantly.
"Emang why? That's a girl who deket Mr. Dean must also be suspected wife ama people. Miss Win will rarely come out, it's okay once in a while."
"Gua doesn't want him out if he's not in the cave. Work will not be quiet either. Not productive cave in the office. Free. The meeting for Hartono Coil will be cancelled tomorrow. The cave wants to follow the caverns" Dean said, which left Ryan flabbergasted.
"Oh my goodness, seriously?? Wanna ngebuntuin? I don't think there's any work."
"Whisper! Now lu telfon Novi asked the schedule of the cave today where to go. Don't be the same salon as a regular cave salon."
"Attent." Ryan took his phone and called Novi. Before long the lovers who worked for the same employer spoke, Ryan back in his cell phone pocket.
"Salon DD Kelapa Gading, abis from the salon want to go to the clothing store, keep eating. Alone, he said. Bu Winar asked Utinya Dirja to me time to entertain herself because her husband also often wandered alone did not bring bini. That's what Novi said just now." Ryan smiled as he looked at his boss. He was content to pass that on to Dean.
"No, you must also say everything is cave." Dean then grabs her phone to check the name of the salon Ryan just mentioned to her.
"Meet the client what time? Can't it be tomorrow?" ask Dean again.
"Geez sir, since many problems, our clients are quiet.This is a client even taken. How the hell? Are you rich?" Ryan looked at his boss in frustration.
"Household matters are also important. Lu hasn't fancied in a match as of yet. Not good Yan. I used to sleep must-ni cave didiemin only. Want to touch also afraid of being stabbed," grumbled Dean with a frowning forehead since earlier.
That morning to noon Dean spent his time meeting with his two prospective clients. For work negotiations, Dean is the expert. In just a moment both of their clients have agreed to recruit their Legal Entities as partners.
"Lu go to the cave now," Dean asked as he exited the room.
"I'm following you too?" ryan asked in a hurry to teach his boss steps.
"Should. The cave doesn't want to die of style. Let's go to the flower shop first. If the cave doesn't melt, don't call Attorney Dean's cave." Dean hurriedly tidied up his tie.
The To Be Continued.....
