LOVE WINARSIH

127. SPA effect

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"Sir Hendra Atmaja is here again right?" dean asked with his sweetest smile. The sexy female employee just smiled without answering.

It means right to think Dean, Hendra Atmaja his son Dennis Atmaja was there.

"Finish the bill first Yan," Dean asked his secretary. Ryan immediately got up to go follow the sexy woman to the cashier table and pay for the package they took.

"Come on, I can change clothes now. Let me deliver." The woman walked ahead of Ryan who was still standing waiting for Dean who half-did himself on the sofa.

"So curious in the room how, how is the complete package? It's a pity we paid a lot of money we didn't even say anything" Ryan said.

"The complete package is taken*ngin until exit Riaaaann. You want?" dean asked with a serious expression.

"Well?!!"

"Your mouth doesn't have to open it, it's normal." Dean continued to walk casually following the woman earlier.

"Here can take off all clothes sir," said the woman pointed to a room.

"Where's the wading pool? I want to soak naked first" Dean said with a normal face. The sexy woman smiled wryly when she heard a handsome young man mention the word naked with an ordinary face.

"May you, if you want to soak first." The woman laughed and looked at Dean. "The way to the end of the hallway keeps turning to the right. Later after undressing, I drive there. That's the equipment, Mas, now I live first to take the album." The woman hurried away leaving them.

"Having naked? Seriously Sir? What album would you like to take? Are you naked to sing? How odd?" Ryan's face really showed great confusion.

"The people don't want to be naked here. That's your companion girl's photo album if you want. Are you pretending to bego or what? Let's kick us into the pool soak it, don't let him come here again. The first time guests come straight to the pool first." Dean dragged his secretary towards a passageway that had a very minimal yellow light.

As Dean pushed the door, they were greeted by a dark room with soft music. Even though the sky was still bright, but the room always looked like night.

A large and high warm water soak pool slips in the middle of the room. Dean had to climb some of the steps of the wading pool to see the subject he was looking for.

It appears that women milling around wear only bra tiles that show the top of their chest clearly. For her subordinates, the women wore a piece of triangular cloth tied around the hips. Ryan was flabbergasted in silence enjoying the sight.

"Your mouth is closed, I've never seen a toke*h." Dean chuckled at Ryan's astonished facial expression.

All the eyes that were in the room were staring at them in wonder. How not, in that room only the two of them were wearing full suits. The rest, almost all half naked.

The average man in the pool is accompanied by a woman. The activities of the men were not much, just chatting while occasionally rubbing each other's bodies with each other.

"Never been to a place like this before, sir?" ask Ryan.

"Entar if the cave says ever, you don't believe." Dean replied as he continued walking to one by one the VIP wading pool covered with curtains.

Like peeking at a brooding hen, Dean turned his head into small pools that were located separately.

"Sir, sorry. This place cannot be entered by other guests. You can soak in the pool over there. Or in an empty VIP pool if you take the VIP package." A female employee blocked Dean's path as she was about to step open a room that was at the corner and the surroundings were closed.

"Yan," call Dean. "Begging for the envelope" Dean asked to extend his hand toward Ryan.

After receiving the envelope from Ryan's hand, Dean stepped forward and his body was held back by the woman. Looks like the sexy woman is the supervisor of the lady's escort.

"I'd like to see Mr. Hendra for a moment" Dean looked at the woman closely. "After meeting him, I want to be treated with you. Can it? The additional cost is definitely satisfactory. I can also satisfy more than you want" Dean tucked a strand of hair behind her ear.

The woman released her hand on Dean's body and smiled. "I wait in the massage room" the woman said as she left them. Dean still looked back at the woman's back to make sure she had vanished from sight.

"Come," lead Dean to the now unguarded door.

"Sak Dean is great" whispered Ryan.

"Outside the box, in the house of cave science is not effective," sambar Dean quickly while pulling a door handle in the form of a large iron bracelet.

As the door opened, a man known to Dean immediately turned his head towards them. On the right and left sides of the man each sat a woman who was rubbing her body.

Atmaja Hendra. He was the eldest son of Dennis Atmaja. The man was around in his early 40s.

"Sir Hendra.." said Dean.

"Do you know I'm here?" ask Hendra to relax. "It seems like there's some important business to have to chase me here." Hendra looked up at Dean's face standing leaning against the door frame.

"I want to talk directly, I happen to be a little unwell too. Want to see this, ", Dean said as he handed me a brown envelope.

Hendra Atmaja opened the envelope with his wet hands.

Hendra continued to look at the photo sheet by sheet that was proffered to him. His mouth closed seriously and his facial expression hardened.

"This is none of my business" asserted Hendra Atmaja.

"But it'll be your business if your mom finds out" Dean said.

"Tell Mr. Dennis, stop his intervention in the Hartono Coil trial. The case had already rolled to the stage of cassation. Let the court remain neutral and perform its functions properly. It must be Mr. Dennis who handles it straight away. I don't want my name taken anymore, especially my father's name. The trial is 4 days away, I hope before the day of the trial arrives, Mr. Hendra can help me settle it. Your mother wouldn't like to see her husband naked with so many women in that karaoke room. There are also offices there. If I throw it at a reporter, it'll buuummmm" Dean flicked his finger.

"Okay sir, if you'll excuse me. The photo can be saved, I still have a lot of deaths. Let's take care of each other from now on, let alone I don't ask for workshop money for my range rover that was deliberately damaged."

Dean came out of the room with one of his right hands in his pocket, and one of his left hands dragged Ryan's arm which still seemed to want to wash his eyes.

"Udah finished? that aja?" ask Ryan.

"It is a pity to pay so expensive cook we do not say anything. At least we can have a regular massage, sir. My body is sore." Ryan rubbed his own shoulders.

"You are not missing, there you are even tense. Udah ah, the body of the cave seems to be carefree. The cave wants to go home, wants to sleep. The day after Mba Anggi already nyampe, the cave trus want to finish cassation material. Tired of the Yan cave, this afternoon the cave has no appetite." Dean walked over while loosening his tie.

Along the way home was delivered by Ryan, his boss was asleep in his chair. And when he got out of the car, Dean immediately left his secretary without saying anything.

Dean went straight to his room and went to the bathroom. Winarsih and her son were not in the room. Quickly he soaked his entire body with warm water. Dean just wants to get to bed. His stomach was indeed hungry, but the current heavyness in his head overcame that taste.

After finishing bathing and getting dressed, Dean immediately laid his body on the bed and closed his eyes. His hands fumbled around the nightstand to find the remote lamp and swapped the color of the lamp into the light of his sleeping lamp.

He just needs to rest. Where Winarsih and Dirja thought. Then slowly he drifted into his sleep.

30 mins.

60 mins.

Dean's ears heard the voice of the call of the woman he had missed lately. Maybe this is just part of his dream.

"Sir, have you eaten?" call Winarsih to an uncharacteristic Dean. Dean never slept with him before.

Dean's still asleep. Winarsih walked to her husband's side and sat down on the edge of the bed.

"Sir..."

"Hmmm-"

"Well eat?"

"Hmmm-"

Winarsih lifted the hair on Dean's forehead and felt her husband's body temperature with the back of her hand.

"Father of fever," muttered Winarsih lowered her head and pressed her cheek against Dean's cheek.

"Wins... I'm ill... Don't be cold again. I'm kangen. Work feels more tired because it is not spirit." Dean felt his body temperature must have been rising. His eyes were getting hotter and his breathing became a little tight.

"This fever, I'm looking for a cure for fever first." Winarsih was just about to get up, but she felt Dean's hand pull the end of her dress.

"Don't stay with me, I miss Win. I want you to spoil it to me again. I'm your husband. I like it when you're spoiled. Don't be so independent, I want you to need you." Dean's fingertips were still clutching the dress Winarsih was wearing.

Winarsih got on the bed and raised Dean's hand to get into her husband's arms. Dean's body is really hot.

"Unfortunately Ms. Winar.." call Winarsih kiss her husband's neck.

"Hmmm-" Dean said

"Love Bu Winar..." Winarsih again kissed the old neck of her husband.

"I need His Father in Dirja every day. His father Dirja is always the first person I think of every morning open my eyes."

Winarsih looked up and pulled Dean's face until their sight met.

"I miss you too, Father." Winarsih then kissed Dean's lips which felt hot in the swipe of his tongue. Slowly Winarsih's hand touched Dean's chest and unbuttoned her husband's pajamas one by one.

Dean's lips are hot and sweet.

They are immersed in a long kiss and Dean enjoys every touch of Winarsih who increasingly dares to browse and infiltrate into his pyjamas.

The To Be Continued.....