LOVE WINARSIH
150. EXTRA PART: 2 Years Later
(Beer Garden SCBD Sudirman Jakarta, Friday at 16:00)
"Cheeerrssss.." shouted the four handsome, dapper and rich-looking men in unison.
Friday afternoons are a time they feel is appropriate to meet to piece together their stories over the course of a week with their respective work and family lives.
The age of 33 is the peak where they are feeling love with their wives and children. I feel like I am the happiest and wisest man.
"Lu when else anyway? Gonta replace mulu," Rio told Toni.
"Gua there wants to ask for help ama lu betiga. About your bini on ngasi no yes.." said Toni.
"What emang? Depending on where you want to go?" ask Dean.
"Outing company cave, out of town. All caves have missions."
"What mission? Caves are creepy, right? How many days is it?" tanya Sky looked a little interested.
"Your goosebumps are goosebumps? The important thing is that you get permission. From now on you betiga service wife as much. Let permission be given. It matters, " Toni said.
"You cave is not goosebumps to go where he is. But goosebumps ask for his permission. Moreover, nginep, must serve from all angles," replied Dean.
"Now very cement" sergeant Toni.
"Yeeeee.." said Rio and Dean almost simultaneously.
"Eat him you breed, let there be children. Just so now you have to make sure all the children are asleep" Rio said.
"Eatya even though the sky is still bright, if there is free time yes immediately take rations. Take a chance," Dean continued.
"You know, no wonder the cave. Diligent everywhere." Sky laughs.
"Saturday malem watching a cartoon movie that has been repeated hundreds of times" said Rio.
"Sampe you memorize the dialogue," Dean continued. Then Rio and Dean burst into laughter.
"The unity of the fathers of many compact children yes," said Toni.
"Outing office. Will feel like we're like a Saturday camp Sunday High School era is not it?" ask Sky. "Kangen too," he added again.
"Yes, I haven't been gone in four years. Outing which area? Cold areas, right?" dean asked, becoming interested.
"Sukabumi" replied Toni.
"A lot of cute girls?" ask Rio.
"It's a mission for Yo's cave, you don't just be a girl. Inget your son a lot. Cave that has not been sold" said Toni.
"Lu was sitting in front of the door anyway, pamali." The sky took out a french fry and put it in his mouth.
"Yes, far away." Rio followed along taking the potatoes and putting them in his mouth.
"O yes, take Ryan De! Let your permission be easy" Toni said suddenly.
"Yes, yes, too. But the bin is pregnant again. The tanya cave."
"Tell me your office show," Toni suggested again.
"No dare to cave if you say that, mending honest. If Ryan's coming along, it's probably gonna be packed."
"Yes really... Don't tell me about the office. Attend to the roar of lying berabe," continued Rio mangosteen-beard.
(From Author : Look forward to Toni's office outing which Genk Duda Akut will attend in a separate spin off. Please wait for :*)
At eight o'clock in the evening a white BMW sedan stopped on the terrace of Mr. Hartono's home lobby. Moments later, Dean exits the driver's door and throws the car keys at Rojak who has been waiting on the right side of the car.
"Is there?" ask Dean to Rojak.
"There was. It was on the same side porch as the kids," Rojak answered then opened the car door and went behind the wheel to take the car to the parking lot on the left wing of the house.
Dean's footsteps went straight to the side terrace connected to the living room. This morning he was wearing grey trousers that wrapped Dean's legs slightly tightly together with a piece of long-sleeved blue-congker shirt Winarsih had chosen for him.
When wearing the pants this morning, Dean had joking whether his wife was not jealous to see his sexy butt so more perfectly shaped with gray pants.
Winarsih flirtatiously squeezed Dean's butt in response to his question.
Dean's footsteps, still wrapped in leather shoes, knocked on the granite floor in a voice that grew clearer and clearer. Pass through the dining room and then penetrate to the terrace next to the place where bu Amalia and Pak Hartono were sitting relaxing.
"Where's Ma? How come no one looks?" dean asked for his children.
"Doremi-doremi, his mother will be horrified to get your scolding. Indiscriminately call a child," said Bu Amalia.
"That's the same way you run around in the park." Mr. Hartono lifted his face from the magazine and threw a glance at the park near the pool.
A male toddler and two female toddlers were running around chasing each other between flowerbeds illuminated by the yellow lights of the garden.
"Main outside the malem-malem. What's not sleepy," murmured Dean.
"Surely his father called doremi earlier. My own son called him that. Call that real. There's name. Dirja, Dita, Widi. Doremi...Doremi. My son is not a step up the note," said Winarsih who had just come with a plate of cut fruit and put it on the table near his second-in-law's chair.
"Rasain.." muttered Ms. Amalia to Dean. Instantly Dean was silent but smiled ignorantly at his wife who was so sensitive that his son was bullied. Even though his own father.
"Mr.... Bring it all in. Already malem, change all his clothes to sleep. Widi here's...." Winarsih spread her hands on her youngest child.
Three toddlers ran to the terrace to hear her mother's voice. Dirja is now 3 years and 9 months old. Dita is 2 years 7 months old, and Widi is 1 year 8 months old. Dean is not wrong, the three toddlers are like three steps.
"What are we holding?" ask Mr. Hartono to Dita who holds a flower.
"Mas kasi.." replied the toddler with the intention of saying that Dirja who gave him a flower.
"Yes, the boxy one." Dirja approached his eyes and stopped holding on to Mr. Hartono's knee.
"Udah malem, come in. Bobok," said Mr. Hartono to his only grandson.
"Here you go, you carry on up." Dean called out to his youngest son who then walked over and spread out his arms.
"Yes there, bobok." Ms. Amalia patted Widi's thigh gently in her father's sling.
Their third child was named Widi Danurdara Hartono. The name of the toddler should only be two syllables, Danurdara Hartono. But Winarsih, who feels she must have a child similar to her, is determined to choose a name similar to her alphabet a month before the baby is born in the hope that Widi will be similar to her.
Reality says something else. Widi has a face very similar to Dean. In fact, you could say, the more the toddler was getting older, his eyes were getting narrower and similar to his utensils.
Winarsih must be satisfied to have three children who do not look like him. In order to prevent rebirth, Dean has now become accustomed to wearing safety. Although sometimes he wore the rubber at the end of their sex sessions only.
Winarsih's appearance has changed greatly. Now her hair has returned black and cut short over the shoulder without wearing bangs. With such short hair makes Winarsih look fresh at the age of 25 years.
Winarsih is now a student of business management at a private university. The course is only on weekends for 2-3 hours.
Dean drove Winarsih to the campus to the front door of the class like a father who drove his son into school. As for picking him up, he arrived early before his wife's class ended. Even sometimes he waits outside if the course Winarsih only lasts an hour.
Dean enjoys weekend events at Winarsih campus. Her hobby is observing students at private universities that channeled it well. But when his wife received a greeting from a two-year-old student, Dean quickly wrapped his hands around her waist.
Once Winarsih was visited by the Chairman of BEM campus when the course ended to be invited to participate in student activities. Dean observed the gesture and the young man's expression spoke to his wife. Although Winarsih responded that it was normal, but apparently Dean was a little disturbed.
The following week, Dean carried Widi as he picked up his wife. Widi who looks happy to be taken to pick up her mother, has been screaming from far away calling 'Mumuuk.... Ibuuk'.
The young man who was chatting in front of the class with Winarsih finally smiled awkwardly looking at Widi. And Dean smiled with satisfaction as he walked casually towards his wife. His smile grew even more when some of the female students were seen whispering and smiling at him. That's Dean.
"Don't call my son doremi anymore" whispered Winarsih as Dean lay wrapped his hands around his body.
"I'm joking Ms. Winar" said Dean from under Winarsih's armpit who was reading a book.
"There's a name" Winarsih said.
"Yes," replied Dean kissing under his wife's arm.
"Later the habit of their big sampe, kasian."
"Yes.... But it's funny Win, doremi." Dean laughed with a muffled voice over his wife's body. Winarsih patted the arm of her ignorant husband.
"Win," call Dean.
"Hmmm-"
"That baby box is both empty." Dean lifted his head looking at the two baby boxes on the right side of the bed.
"Why? Want to sleep there? Yes there," said Winarsih still with a book in his hand.
"You are not sensitive."
"Pregnant again? No, I'm enjoying my college days. Soon I have my final semester exam, and I am invited to take part in activities on campus. Add the management and experience of Mas organization," said Winarsih.
"Not follow the organization. What experience? Mending you work in my office if you want experience. Or all of you go on to become directors of Cahaya Mas." Dean got up from his position and leaned on the head of the bed.
"Later to get pregnant again, I'll call my son doremifa." Winarsih sneered at her husband.
Dean laughed at his wife's face. "I don't want you to take part in campus activities, why? No need to."
"Mumpung children can already be left," said Winarsih.
"Oh that's it.." murmured Dean.
"Yes" replied Winarsih.
"Win, it's been 4 days." Dean squeezes his wife's chest.
"Where?" ask Winarsih who that night seemed to miss visiting.
"Malem is in the chair" replied Dean, rising down the bed on his wife's right side. He then stood down his pyjamas.
"Dipanasin used to be Win," Dean chuckled.
"Just like a car" whipped Winarsih but her hand moved quickly to touch her husband's. Some time his head went up and down following Dean's hand leading his movement.
"Open Win, spit. The first one wasn't long ago" Dean said. In a hurry he helped Winarsih strip her of her clothes and then led her to a chair located near the window with the curtains closed.
Dean sat on the chair and immediately twisted Winarsih's body behind him. Just before Dean picked Winarsih up and entered the woman's body, Winarsih looked back.
"Mas, that's not to forget." Winarsih warned about the safety of her husband.
"Yes, if you're going out I'm wearing it." The impatient Dean instantly squeezed his wife's waist and entered the woman's body.
A second later Dean was already sighing and groaning because of Winarsih's movement that rested his hands on the handle of the chair.
"Okay, just a moment, Mas" said Winarsih stopped panting. Her hands then moved to squeeze her husband's feet. It has reached the top of its first.
"Win, don't wait for a long time. I was so good earlier. You cheated," Dean said from behind.
"Come Win, with her husband's help." Dean then lifted Winarsih's waist and moved back. The longer the faster.
"Mas, the security...." Winarsih could no longer continue his words. Waves of pleasure strike back and make irregular movements.
"Win.." cried Dean slowly. Then he jerked his wife's body many times and squeezed the woman's chest harder. And a small bite he had buried on Winarsih's back.
"Win, get out in the dalem. Excuse me... Not intentionally." Dean raised Winarsih then twisted the woman's body to face her. Dean took a sip at Winarsih's chest peak which threw a suspicious look at her.
Winarsih cupped her hands together on Dean's face. "Look at me," pinta Winarsih raised her husband's face that was like pretending to be busy.
"Hmmm...." Dean threw a glare at his wife.
"I'm not easy to eat tricks anymore. Must be Mas deliberately out in Dalem let me be pregnant and not participate in campus activities. Yeah, right?" ask Winarsih.
"Yes, it's Win, it's discussed. I'm tense again. Want the second one. Let's move to bed. It's got to be two rounds, so it's more certain to get pregnant." Dean raised Winarsih's body to the top of the bed to start his second round.
"Mas.mas.." muttered Winarsih slightly grumbling.
"This is how I compete" Dean said before returning to the business.
...EXTRA PART: 2 YEARS LATER...
...DONE IT...
...By The Way, Makasi for Mba Prameswari author of a novel called Hidayah who has taught me a lot about the ins and outs of Noveltoon....
