LOVE WINARSIH

124. Outpouring of Heart Contents

Now civilize like first yes.wkwkwk.

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"Yo, please... The cave won't say anything about Dean. Yes, that's normal, like a regular tea. The cave just wants to talk about the case of the cave company," Ara told Rio.

"Ra, you have your own lawyer, right? It doesn't have to be Dean. You still have a taste for him? Dean's married Ra, there's his daughters. Same as the cave. Lu tuh emang temen cave. But Dean was a cave friend for a long time. If there's any way, Dean must have gone to the cave. You know a lot about Dean's nature. The cave doesn't dare ah." Rio scratched his head.

Ara silently stood in front of the terrace of the building where Beer Garden SCBD Sudirman was located.

"Oath Yo! The cave also did not want to squirm Dean until noisily or anything with his family. The cave is kangen. That's aja. Cave admit to you, cave kangen ama Dean. Since the split, the cave has never seen him again. Especially since the cave lived in Borneo. Gua is busy taking care of the company and becomes a confidant of the cave husband. Once aja Yo, the cave just want to chat face to face with Dean. The cave wants to meet. Not both, there are all of you. There's Toni, Sky, there's you. Yes Yo? Want to go to the cave once again to the event you four. Cave promises no macem-macem."

Once again, Ara had to beg Rio to allow her to see Dean up close. And it was a conversation a few days before Dean's wife came to put the baby in the man's lap.

Previously Ara imagined that the woman who would marry Dean was an ordinary woman but with abundant wealth.

Ara was curious, with what kind of woman Dean would spend the rest of his life. Whether Dean loves his wife or is just getting married to his parents' wishes. Ara just wanted to make sure it was to amuse herself.

If Dean's wife wasn't prettier than him, she would easily tell herself, "calm down, still prettier than you."

But the woman who approached them that day was completely unexpected.

Dean's wife, it turns out, is prettier than him. He was upset to see the woman come and sit in front of him. Moreover, Dean's face looked tense when his wife was among them.

Ara's sight down highlighted all the things her ex-boyfriend's wife was wearing. And it's true, Dean's wife does appear to be from a wealthy family. Which businessman's daughter he thought. Where Dean met the woman.

Ara was fed up, and was annoyed to see Dean constantly staring at his wife like he had never seen a woman before. Ara hated seeing Dean's 'taste' look at his wife.

Dean never looked at him that way.

All women are the same, curious to know who the rival is. But their hearts were never strong enough to accept reality.

That's what happened to Ara. He was upset because the woman who was sitting in front of him looked relaxed and not angry. He felt that Dean's wife was dismissive of him as a rival.

Dean's wife looked as if to say, "my husband won't be able to seduce you anymore."

Ara curious. He's just curious. It used to be that Amalia kept him away from Dean as if she thought that if she spent her life with her son, he would have bad luck.

Ara wants to meet Amalia, and Ara knows where she used to travel. Expensive shops and salons in Jakarta. During his return to Jakarta he always tried one by one salon and clinic to get a chance to meet with Dean's mother.

Ara wanted to show what she was like now.

But by noon that afternoon, Ara crossed paths with Dean. Is it possible that Dean is in the same salon?

Turns out the assumption was wrong, Dean was like a pet dog chasing his master to and fro. And just now the man jerked his hand in pursuit of his wife. Dean was being rude to him. Dean never was. Ara did not accept. He didn't want to take Dean away from his wife. He just wants Dean to never change for him.

Today, Dean's been cave-in with him. Ara's heart hurts. Slowly he rubbed Dean's grip and rough jolt on the back of his hand.

Evil dean. But he didn't mean anything. He just wanted Dean to never change his attitude towards him. Ara just wanted her to have a place in the man's heart. He doesn't want to be forgotten.

His feet stood up. Looking at Dean who was beating two men for catcalling (verbal abuse in public space) on his wife. Dean was getting more and more dazzling in his eyes.

That woman must be very special to Dean. Ara was envious.

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Patience is easy for some people to do, but to summarize maybe only a few people can do it quickly.

Just like any normal woman who sees her husband as easy to receive the good treatment of every woman, then he must be forgiven. Even if it will never be forgotten. That is the reason why women have always been the best historians in the world.

Never mind seeing Dean hurt, seeing her husband frown, Winarsih actually did not like it. Especially if it has to do with him.

But, even though he had forgiven Dean in his heart, to immediately act ordinary was still a bit difficult.

Her speech is still limited, and her curiosity about what her husband is doing out there is now hard to contain.

Before, he could still suppress that curiosity by only occasionally calling Dean to ask again where or reminding him not to be late to eat.

After forgiving Dean, calling even got a little heavy. His ego always said just wait, later he would also definitely contact first.

This is not a cold war with her husband anymore, it is more to the efforts of Winarsih to conquer her own ego to be able to return warm to her husband.

Because the storm of life that hit him harder since he was a teenager, Winarsih even sometimes forget he was only 22 years old. At that age he could sit and joke with his friends.

Dean casually led her into a mall, Ryan walking a few steps behind them like an aide.

"What do you want to eat? Must have been laper, from this afternoon at the salon continued. We've been skipping the old lunch hour." Dean turned to Winarsih raising his eyebrows and smiled.

The corner of her husband's lip was hurt. Dean should be ugly. But strangely Dean looks so handsome.

"Eat anything" replied Winarsih briefly.

"How can I eat you?" asked Dean giggled amusedly. Winarsih was back in silence because she did not know what to answer.

"Well, let's eat here." Dean looked back at Ryan and pointed at a restaurant they were passing by. Ryan immediately called the waiter and pointed at the two tables they were going to sit at.

"You're sitting here, it's gotta be next to me." Dean pulled his wife's arm to sit on a semi-circular sofa-shaped chair.

Winarsih was still sitting on Dean's left side when the man started opening the menu book and mentioned some orders to the restaurant waiter.

His left hand grabbed Winarsih's hand and placed it over his own thigh.

"Your hands the place should always be there," murmured Dean still staring at the menu book. Winarsih looked at her husband's face.

"You think I kept Mom, the more in love?" asked Dean without looking. Winarsih immediately shifted her gaze. She was still upset, but also more affectionate towards her husband.

After handing back the menu book and nodding at the waiter, Dean turned to look at his wife. Winarsih grogi felt constantly being stared at.

"What the hell, sir?" ask Winarsih.

"Win, man,"

"Hmmm-" Winarsih had not turned to her husband.

"Kiss yuk," Dean asked.

"What the hell..." Winarsih turned to look at her husband.

THE CUPP!!

Dean kissed his wife's lips.

"Many people!" Winarsih immediately turned her face again and pulled her hand from Dean's lap.

"No way, your hands should still be here. You don't miss what? I'm glistening at you" said Dean, still looking at his wife.

"That's her lips wound up" said Winarsih turned to look at her husband's lips.

"Nothing. Physical wounds can heal. But if Bu Winar nyuekin keeps me, my heart will hurt more than that" Dean said.

"My heart too..."

"I know, I'm sorry."

"I need to be quiet to calm down,"

"I don't want to help you when you need time. Can't be like that. If we both diem, we create a distance Win. You must feel far away from me, I am also you are felt more and more distant. I don't want to. We've only lived a year together. Sorry if in that period of time I could not be your husband and friend. I didn't promise our household would be as smooth as a new highway. But every time I try to be the best husband for you. Sorry me. I love you. Ever since I took you to the Old Town night market that night, I've loved you." Dean stroked Winarsih's head which was staring at him.

"Hmm? Old Town?" winarsih.

"Yes, the Old Town night market. You were not alone shopping that night. I'm coming from behind. I was curious about the woman who had quietly entered my heart and filled my mind since that night. I loved you before I knew you were pregnant with Dirja. My son is not the only reason I want to marry you. Because I too, dear. Miss Winar now knows?" dean rubbed his cheeks and stroked his wife's lower lip.

Winarsih silently watched her husband's every word. Her right hand was still clasped over her husband's groin.

Winarsih thoughtfully looked for a parable to express her heart feelings at that time but she had not found it yet.

Once again he looked at the neat rows of black eyebrows and slightly narrowed eyes that were arranging the plates the waiter had just delivered to their table.

"But I'm still sprained." said Winarsih in the end.

"Yes I know..."

"Still angry."

"Nothing that matters you're still in love." Dean grinned and then pinched his wife's cheek.

The To Be Continued.....