LOVE WINARSIH

23. Dumbness

That day was the first time Winarsih received a salary after working one month at Mr. Hartono's house. He was happy not to be trapped because considering the money he brought from the village, only left for a bowl of chicken noodles.

He has never worked and is paid that much. In fact, Tina said that Winarsih's salary was close to the basic salary of PNS group 3A.

Winarsih who did not know at all about the basic salary of PNS which is meant by Tina, only had a long o-o when he heard the senior's speech.

So, this morning he received a sealed envelope from Mbah, his feelings were not good. It was his hard work this month. Unimaginable he had to plant how many plots of rice fields to get the amount of money.

The envelope also diverted a little bit of Winarsih's sadness about what happened to her. He reminded himself many times to avoid Dean as much as possible. Because every time he met the man, the pain in his heart seemed to come back fresh. Now, it's been a week since Winarsih hasn't seen Dean. It brought a little calm to him.

Since noon, Winarsih has devised a plan to immediately send some of the money he received to his mother in the village through a mini market network.

In the residential area where he worked, Winarsih did not see the name of a mini market like the one in his village. So he decided to go outside later tonight, while buying his necessities.

While holding a few pieces of red banknotes in his hand, Winarsih also intends to treat Utomo with his first salary.

Anyway, the man who has been meritorious for recommending himself to work there.

After a long day of work, finally the night he was waiting for arrived. Before leaving earlier, Mbah asked Winarsih to cook chicken soup for Pak Hartono who would arrive from outside the city. After finishing his work Winarsih got ready to leave.

Armed with a little knowledge he obtained from Tina about a place where he could buy cheap clothes that are open at night, he said, finally Winarsih departed by riding a bajaj that passed shortly after he came out of the gate of Mr. Hartono's house.

Winarsih had never walked again since the first and last time he saw Monas with Utomo.

That night, he felt like the richest man in the world. With sparkling eyes and striking enthusiasm, he went down the streets of the capital at night. His views swept through every corner of the number one busiest city in Indonesia, which never stopped its activities.

Bajaj driver pulled over his vehicle at the destination. With a confident pace, he entered the crowd as Tina described him.

And true said the woman, there are many cheap clothes for sale. Which is sometimes even cheaper than he had ever met in the big market of his district.

After buying a few additional pieces of clothing for daily use, Winarsih intends to buy underwear that is very little owned.

His steps were so light as he left the rows of the stalls. The money was not enough, and he got what he wanted. He had to quickly return because he wanted to stop by to find a minimarket to send money to the village.

There is actually a fear of traveling such nights alone. The city was very foreign to him. But, Winarsih can no longer depend on others, especially Utomo who is now not who he is.

As his head was turning to select the friendly looking face of the bajaj driver, suddenly a tall figure approached him from the right.

"Let's go home together." Dean's voice suddenly sounded from next to him.

DEG!

Winarsih was actually very surprised to see Dean's presence there. But he could only widen for a moment until he then made another ordinary expression on his face.

"Cock here?" tanya Winarsih spontaneous.

"It just so happens to pass by and watch you come out from that direction," Dean replied lyingly pointing at the stall.

Winarsih's mouth only forms the letter O when Dean answers it.

"Let's go home, it's a shame. Dare also you come here alone malem-malem. My car's over there," Dean pointed out and walked ahead of Winarsih.

As he stepped in front of the woman, Dean turned his head to the side at a glance ensuring that Winarsih followed him.

With a few packs on his lap, a moment later Winarsih had been sitting in the front seat next to the driver.

Upon entering the car, Dean threw the baby toy package he had bought into the back seat.

Dean had been sitting behind the steering wheel when he saw Winarsih looking uncomfortable with the car seat backrest position.

Disty who is always a passenger in the passenger seat of Dean's car does have a habit of lowering the seat back to the half-lying position.

Winarsih looks clumsy with her sitting position and fumbles on the seatbelt that has not been installed. The woman had never used a seatbelt before, because several times in the car she always sat in the back.

Moreover, riding a sophisticated car like the property of his employer's son. Winarsih felt he must have spent half a day learning the function of all the buttons in the car.

As he understood Winarsih's nervous attitude by clenching her mouth while trying to pull the seatbelt, Dean advanced his body towards Winarsih.

Winarsih held her breath as Dean leaned over in front of her chest to look for the car seat button that was to the left of the woman.

Slowly the car seat moved forward. That made Winarsih's body more pushed forward.

"Hasn't the seat back yet?" Dean turned his head to the left staring at Winarsih who was biting her lower lip. Their faces were no more than 5 centimeters apart.

Winarsih quickly nodded. Dean's breath that was blown into his neck while speaking was very disturbing because his hair immediately stood up.

Seeing Winarsih's nod, Dean immediately pulled the seatbelt around the woman's body and clenched it into a locked position.

Dean returned to his position to drive and Winarsih was seen exhaling slowly. Dean's body felt very fragrant he thought. The man had been out of the house since morning.

Dean's hair is usually combed backwards when leaving for the office, tonight seen down a few strands to his forehead.

Winarsih glanced at the man who was concentrating on the streets in front of them.

Dean is so handsome. No wonder that her lover who was very beautiful that night looked very upset when Dean ignored her, Inner Winarsih.

And just a moment earlier, he caught a flash, Winarsih was staring at his face from the side. Dean's blood rippled. It could be that he felt such a ridiculous thing to the maid who worked at his house.

When they almost arrived at the Menteng residential area, Winarsih pointed to a mini market that is still open.

"Sir, I want to go down here, I have a need in that mini market."

Dean put his car into the yard of a mini market that had been deserted by visitors.

"I'm okay to go home alone. It's close sir, I can walk," said Winarsih while holding all the packages.

Dean pulled the package out of his hand,

"Udah, hurry! I'm waiting here. Why are you taking this all the way in there," Dean ordered with a face that suddenly looked upset.

Winarsih complied and went outside the car without his package.

It seems Dean has started to know how to talk to his maid. If he looks soft, Winarsih even becomes too often against him.

Dean smiled meaningfully. In the car his attention was fixed on the package that Winarsih had brought.

After turning to the mini market and seeing the maid was talking to the cashier, Dean's nosy hand grabbed a package closest to him.

When he opened the black plastic, Dean saw two blue and beige bras and three pink interiors.

Dean flipped through the bra with the intention of looking at the label that listed its size. While looking down on one of the bras, suddenly the car door moved.

Frantically Dean crammed the bra back into his plastic and dumped the parcel immediately.

"Shopping there is cheap, right? I mean in the Old Town's night market?" asked Dean nervously.

"Huh? Yes sir, said Tina cheap. That's why I went there," replied Winarsih while glancing strangely at the package whose plastic ties had become messy.

"Oh yeah, it's cheap. The light yellow shirt was a bag...." Dean realized his almost complete folly that he was accompanying Winarsih during the shopping.

"I mean Sir?"

"No-nothing. You're done, right?" dean asked quickly to shift the subject.

"It's Sir."

Dean drove his car to leave the mini market directly to the house whose distance was not far away.

Rojak who was on duty that night opened the fence and Dean's car went straight inside.

As the car was about to pass through the lobby, Dean saw the Vellfire car his father used stopping in front of the terrace.

Dean's car stopped behind the big black car.

Fearing that his arrival with Winarsih would be seen by his parents, Dean quickly gathered all of Winarsih's parcels and parcels he threw into the backseat.

"You get down here, quick. Papa just got home. Maybe he came in. So you're down here anyway," Dean's unexpected orders will be to meet Mr. Hartono on that late night.

Winarsih hurriedly got out of the car and Dean got out of the car with all of Winarsih's groceries in his hands.

"Just come home too?" Suddenly Mr. Hartono's voice sounded from the direction of the terrace.

Dean who was still turned back to the terrace biting his lips then turned to look at his papa who was standing while holding a clutch.

"Yes Pa" replied Dean briefly.

"Same Winarsih?" asked Mr. Hartono who realized his maid was standing on the other side of the car.

"Huh? Not really!" dean answered nervously.

"Yes? What's that package?" asked Mr. Hartono trying to hold back his smile.

Realizing Mr. Hartono's question, Winarsih rushed over to Dean to take all his groceries.

The misbehaved Dean was silent when Winarsih took all the parcels out of his hand.

Winarsih looked down quickly at Mr. Hartono as a form of his permission to leave in front of the father-son.

Mr. Hartono chuckled then walked back inside the house while saying,

"Have begun to hear your papa's advice apparently,"

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