LOVE WINARSIH

131. Staring at you Closely

Ask dilike first as usual.

In this part I pinjem the names of readers to be a cameo ala-ala ya. Make meang2an if tomorrow-tomorrow want to re-read the story of Winarsih-Dean.

Happy reading :*

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"Sir, you got a white shirt?" ask Winarsih.

"Yesterday Mas, today Sir," Dean murmured.

"Later goosebumps, so flirt."

"i like. More friendly, though goosebumps. It's just as flirty as you. So who else am I flirty?" asked Dean who just came out of the bathroom.

Winarsih draped her husband's white shirt, black pants, tie and underwear on the bed.

Then he went to open the middle door of the wardrobe that was connected to the small room where Dean kept his collection of shoes and watches.

Now the small room has mostly been filled with various pairs of shoes, bags and accessories Winarsih. In just over a year, Winarsih has managed to colonize the contents of the room with his belongings.

Winarsih had finished dressing half an hour ago, Dirja had also fallen asleep back in her box after being full of breastfed.

Winarsih sat on the edge of the bed enjoying the view of Dean who had just released his towel falling to the floor and grabbed a boxer he had selected.

Dean wore his clothes with a relaxed face but his gaze was unfettered from his wife's eyes.

"Dik Winar must be fascinated right now. I could see from his gaze," Dean smiled as he picked up the white shirt his wife had propped up.

"I'm enjoying it" said Winarsih smilingly looking at Dean who was unbuttoning his shirt one by one. Dean's hair was still wet and the smell of soap emanated from every move the man made.

Dean turned around to take the body scent bottle and sprayed it all over his body.

Winarsih approached her husband and buttoned the shirt one by one.

"How successful is it today, Mr-eh Mas?"

"What do you consistently call me?" Dean hugged his wife's waist.

"You call the sir warmer actually," said Winarsih tidying up a white shirt that has been finished bagged.

"But if you sigh call me Mas, make me higher Win." Dean chuckles at his wife's neck.

"Yes..."

"Hmmm-" Dean still kisses his wife's ears and neck. "You want some more? I can spit this out if only once," said Dean then kissed Winarsih's jaw.

"Yes, chepet. Down there everyone is waiting, we have breakfast first." Winarsih let go of Dean's embrace and took out the material pants she had prepared earlier.

Dean scowled, "kirain wants to go. The one down here is also waiting for the truth."

Winarsih patted her husband's arm. "The smell goes on" muttered Winarsih unrolling the black tie.

"My condition is fit from fever yesterday" Dean said, wearing his pants.

"It's still two times already" said Winarsih.

"The ration is that much, not taken all yes loss." Dean chuckled and began to tidy up his clothes. Winarsih sneered draped the tie and began to conclude it.

Winarsih wore a dark blazer suit and put thin makeup on her face. That morning she appeared fresh enough to accompany her husband to finish the matter of his father-in-law who had reached the final stage.

At 7am they had finished breakfast and headed for the black van parked in front of the terrace. That morning, they will be escorted and awaited by Mr. Noto.

When he got into the car, Ryan and Novi had been sitting in the back seat. Dean who looked up into the car snorted.

"Gua thought belom dateng, tunya already mojok you in the car." Dean opened the front passenger car door and sat in front. After Anggi and Winarsih entered to fill two single seats in the middle, Mr. Noto began to drive a car to the Supreme Court.

The Supreme Court is the highest court authorized to examine cases of cassation. In contrast to the District Court and High Court that checks the truth of the facts and the application of the law of the case concerned. So the Supreme Court only examines the accuracy of the application of the law.

Winarsih and Anggi were standing not far from Dean who was gathered with 4 Legal Advisors who had been recruited by Hartono Coil to accompany the case from the beginning.

Ryan and Novi stood each holding a tablet and a file map in their hands. Winarsih could not be seen the face of her husband who was very serious talking.

Dean, who offered to give him a quick lovemaking service a few moments ago before leaving, now looks like a stranger he does not know.

Dean looks completely different. Winarsih returned like seeing a man who was looking at him from within a Range Rover on the first day he arrived at Mr. Hartono's house.

Suddenly,

"Surprise!! The three of us are here to support Mr. Dean Danawira Hartono, LL.M from Danawira's Law Firm." Toni appeared and spoke from a considerable distance towards Dean who was staring at the astonishment of his best friend.

"What the hell is that?" sergeant Dean was surprised.

"We want to persuade Mr. Dean who craves for Acute Duda Gank and does not want to come to Beer Garden again." The sky carried a small poster that read "Chaiyyo Pak Dean!!"

"Let's have a chance" Rio said.

Winarsih and Anggi laughed to see Dean who looked upset with the actions of his three best friends.

"What the hell? The cave is serious now. Not happy with the three of you. Go home, right there." Dean shook his hand and looked back at the paper he was holding.

"So we're expelled?" tanya Toni was holding three green-colored balloons.

"Here it is!" dean shouted again without looking at his best friend.

"Truly still lambs it turns out," said Sky.

"Yes, we're back, tomorrow we'll try again. The cave has an idea" Rio said.

"Awas lu ya De," said Toni pouting.

The court room is more precisely referred to as the court office that is not fully intended for the public. The room is not large. Maybe half the size of Dean's bedroom in the house.

"Let's Win," Anggi asked as he saw Dean nod his head towards them and started walking into a room not far from where he was standing.

Winarsih followed the steps of Anggi who looked so confident. The body gesture of her sister-in-law was similar to the body gesture of Bu Amalia. Very elegant and classy.

Although what the woman was wearing was inconspicuous, but the aura arising from the appearance of the woman looked very expensive. That is what their mother taught them since childhood and that is also what her mother-in-law taught her, Winarsih thought.

The three judges who will listen to the recitation of Dean's cassation memory have not yet appeared in the room.

Winarsih had been sitting on one of the few seats available in front of the long table where the judges would sit.

Winarsih saw Ryan thrust a paperbag at Dean which was opened and released by the man.

Winarsih's eyes could not be seen her husband who deftly opened his black tie and replaced the tie with a white tie similar to a ribbon tucked under the collar. Dean then wagged his folded black toga and put on the toga immediately. The man's forehead was still frowning. And Winarsih's eyes grew shady looking at her husband.

Winarsih feels back in love with her husband. He never felt when he first fell in love with Dean. But today he really realized it. He fell in love with this man many times.

Two female judges and a male judge entered the room. Four men entered the room.

"The middle judge is a female judge whose name is no stranger to the world of law. Her name is Bu Yeni. He is also a Lecturer in the law faculty of the number one university in Indonesia." Anggi whispered to Winarsih appointing a female judge sitting in the middle position.

"When did you study law in Indonesia?" ask Winarsih.

"Yes, the S1 is here. But his master in the Netherlands, so immediately get a job offer there. Get to know Mas Vino also on campus while studying there," Anggi explained to Winarsih.

"Udah started Mba," said Winarsih a little tense.

The judges opened the day's trial briefly and explained that the day was an agenda to read out the memory of the cassation submitted by the petitioner.

"Dean Win.." whispered Anggi. No need for warning from Anggi, since Winarsih was not separated from looking at her husband.

Dean stood up from his chair, at a glance he turned towards Winarsih who was staring at him. Without Dean's expression and smile for a moment the man's gaze settled on his wife's face before then looking back at the paper she was holding.

"...Based on the legal considerations as outlined above, the caseholder pleads with the Court of Justice, in the honorable Supreme Court that examines and adjudicates the case can overturn the decision of the Banjarmasin High Court Number : ...." Dean had already read the last sheet of paper he was holding.

"... if the Court of Justice in the Supreme Court has another opinion, then the Petitioner of Cassation requests a fair verdict. Sincerely, Advocate for Cassation Applicant, Dean Danawira Hartono." Dean then nodded to the three judges and closed the paper.

As he threw his body back on the chair, Dean looked at Winarsih. His gaze seemed to say, 'I've done my best, let's wait for the result." Winarsih smiled gently and nodded softly many times towards her husband. Heart relieved.

The Hartono family has gone to great lengths to defend the company's rights and the rights of thousands of employees at Hartono Coil. The family's efforts and prayers have reached their maximum. Especially Dean. He was trying to clean up the mess that had indirectly been caused by him.

While walking out of the room, the Judge who was introduced by Anggi named Bu Yeni seemed to approach Dean. Anggi slightly dragged Winarsih's arm to slightly move away from the conversation of those law practitioners.

"Let Dean talk to those mothers first. He's an expert on that. Furthermore, the agenda must be the delivery of counter-memory cassation, objection from the other party. After that, a verdict. Usually the MA's verdict is just a letter sent to the Advocate's office. So we don't need to come here anymore" Anggi explained, holding Winarsih's arm away from Dean.

"Dean, it hasn't been too long in the Supreme Court." Bu Yeni greeted Dean who was busy opening his tie. Ryan took the black tie and toga out of Dean's hand and put it back in the paperbag.

"Eh Bu Yeni" said Dean, holding out his handshake. "Isn't it good that I haven't seen the Supreme Court for a long time? It means that my client has succeeded at the High Court level. I don't need to be tired of the debate here" replied Dean laughing greeted by the laughter of the female judge next to him.

"It can be you. This case is special until you are from a civil case. How long is the study?" seloroh Bu Yeni laughs to learn Dean that day represents his parents' case.

"No learning ma'am, I'm a natural painter. Like both mothers. I see his career getting brighter, getting younger. This must be Mey's mom, right? Today I am lucky that the judges are beautiful women not just their appearance. But also his heart..." Dean slightly softened his tone in the last sentence. The two women laughed at Dean's joke just now.

"It could have been a long time ago" said Mrs Mey.

"Doain my parents' case is fine yes ma'am, let my rates become more expensive. Let me buy both mothers. Amin isn't it?" asked Dean chuckling.

"Amiin.." said the two female judges simultaneously and laughed.

Seeing the conversation Dean and the two female Judges had finished Winarsih and Anggi walked back to the car. Novi was back in the back seat of the car.

"It can be a competitive mother," said Ryan who taught his boss steps.

"That's the ultimate form of cave business" Dean chuckled.

"Sir Dean!" A man's voice from behind stopped Dean from turning his head.

"Sir Hendra" said Dean saw Hendra Atmaja was there. The man was standing with a beautiful white woman in a tight red blazer suit who looked like her secretary.

Dean turned around and stepped closer to Hendra Atmaja.

"It's over?" ask Hendra.

"It has. Makasi. According to Mr. Hendra, how will it be?" dean asked with a friendly smile that meant a question of response to his actions at the men's SPA a few days ago.

"I can make sure it's okay. Everything will return to normal as usual. I'm here to tell you that. And also, who knows we can enjoy free time at the SPA while talking business. Not really Shel?" ask Hendra to his secretary.

"That's really. I know, I'm Shelly." The beautiful woman extended her hand to Dean.

"Dean," Dean replied briefly. "Okay, thanks for that. I went back to the car first. My wife has been waiting for this." Dean nodded and turned around to quickly step towards the car.

"Hurry up, make it a cake." Ryan looked at Dean's face which looked serious.

"Fuckin' pleasantries. A cave smile does not dare now. That bini cave must be ngeliatin from the car. That's why you're married and have children to understand. It's more common than a judge in court. Don't talk about weird stuff in the car. The cave descends on your path if it alludes to Hendra's secretary."

Dean hurried to the car door and opened the middle door to sit next to his wife.

"Dik Win's... I'm so tired." The newly seated Dean immediately placed his head on Winarsih's lap and tightly hugged his wife's waist.

Winarsih smiled faintly looking at Anggi and Novi who was smiling amusedly sitting in the back seat.

The To Be Continued.....

Note :

All the trial and conversation in the field of law contained in this novel are spoken throughout the author's knowledge and a little dramatization for the sake of the novel.