LOVE WINARSIH

24. Get Out of My Car

Almost at 11 pm Winarsih arrived in his room with some parcels that had been purchased at the night market.

His heart was almost dislodged considering what Mr. Hartono had said on the terrace.

Trying not to take a headache, Winarsih began to remove the contents of each bag of crackles he carried.

Today he bought two pairs of clothes that cost no more than two hundred thousand.

While standing in front of the glass pecking at a light yellow 3/4 sleeve top, Winarsih recalled what Dean said when he got into the car after the minimarket.

Dean mentioned the light yellow tops. Did his employer's son take off his shopping package? Or did Dean get to see when he bought those clothes?

Winarsih shook his head weakly. Everything he thought of felt impossible.

When he opened the last clothes he tried and exchanged clothes with negligee which is a sleeping uniform, Winarsih's eyes were pounded on a package that had not been opened.

Then he opened the package and found three baby toys. Crisp, baby bite and a hand-held toy.

His eyes were staring at the things that were now on his lap.

Is that Dean's groceries that were accidentally carried away by him? Why did Dean buy those things?

That night Winarsih slept with some unanswered questions about Dean.

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"Who are you so nervous" said Mr. Hartono at the dinner table at breakfast the next day.

"Nothing is." Dean turned his eyes back to the plate.

He did not expect Mr. Hartono turned out to pay attention to his movements that were several times busy turning towards the door goal that led to the front kitchen.

"From Winarsih?" ledek Pak Hartono's.

"What the fuck is Pa? I don't think there's anything else to talk about other than the maid," said Ms. Amalia, who surprised Dean a little and glanced at her mother.

"Emang why? How did Mama get so hired?" ask Mr. Hartono casually.

"Mama doesn't like it. I don't think there's anyone else" Miss Amalia said.

"Dean left first yes," said Dean, rising from his seat.

"Your breakfast hasn't been spent yet" Ms. Amalia replied pointing to Dean's plate which was still eaten by some mouthfuls.

"Brand. Early in the morning it was noisy," Dean said as he left his parents.

Mr. Hartono continued to eat casually while Ms. Amalia continued her tirade with her husband.

"That's because Papa is also used to fussing with Dean. Now it is said to know what it does not want to be horrified," murmured Ms. Amalia.

"Dean and Papa have been making a lot of noise. We are both used to the cycle" continued Mr. Hartono kalem.

"Mama's gonna have an appointment with someone who hasn't met."

"Who?"

"Will you know who it is?"

"What business?" ask Mr. Hartono curious.

"Mama doesn't know either" replied Ms. Amalia with a matted face.

"Hmmm-" Mr. Hartono, who remembers his wife having a dozen or so arrivals, thinks that maybe Bu Amalia's business is related to one of his tourist groups.

Dean entered his parked car in front of the terrace lobby of the house in a state of light.

Before leaving, his head once again looked to the left wing of the house, hoping that his eyes would find the figure he wanted to see before leaving for the office.

Five minutes into his car, Dean hummed to the tune of Dance Monkey playing on the car radio.

Drrr.... Drrrrr....

His phone located in the car cup holder vibrated. Dean saw Disty's name on the screen.

"Where are you?" ask Disty directly when Dean clicks the answer button.

"On the road dong to the office. Why emang? Tumben morning nelfon. Usually this hour is still sleeping," said Dean who understands very well the habit of his lover to sleep until the sun rises.

"This is an office day. You know that you like to bummer," distressed Disty at Dean who laughs.

"I'm going outside, smitten. Get me. I'm going to headquarter in Sudirman" Disty told his girlfriend.

Dean glanced at the clock on his wrist.

"Okay, I'm going straight there." Dean stepped on the gas pedal directing his car to the number of Semanggi area apartments.

In less than half an hour, Dean had entered the parking lot and parked his vehicle.

Dean was used to go straight to the parking lot to wait for his girlfriend because Disty was often nervous when picked up.

If Dean's car is too long in front of the lobby, it will interfere with the cars that will do the drop-off there.

Turns out Dean didn't have to wait for that woman this time. Because it was not until 10 minutes, Disty had appeared to open the car door and sit next to him.

Disty looks beautiful and graceful as always. A face full of make-up and hair whose ends are perfectly rolled up. Dean smiled at his girlfriend.

Disty who missed her lover immediately pulled Dean's face with both hands and gave the man a long kiss.

"It's early in the morning, it's still early" Dean said after releasing Disty's kiss, which began to drift and rage.

"Yes, come on!" hatch Disty pull seatbelt.

"Eh wait!" the woman suddenly said.

"What's? Is anyone missing?" ask Dean.

"No. But this seat position, usually not like this. There must be someone else sitting here. Who?" tanya Disty suspected.

"No, the car was washed yesterday. So maybe, the seat position is made like that," replied Dean.

Because of Disty's words, again he imagined the moment when positioning the car seat for Winarsih.

Dean remembered his plan later that afternoon to stop by a mall not far from his office.

"I don't believe it. There must be another woman sitting here besides me. You never change the position of this seat even though the car is washed hundreds of times," Disty's emotions began to be suspicious of Dean's attitude that would not look at him when talking.

"What the hell? It's still a stormy morning. Don't make me take you here" Dean said.

"Niesel? Now you've told me nyesel? Who the hell have you been meeting lately until there's no time for me? You changed Dean! Changed!" disty's Beaver on Dean.

"Change how? I'm just not comfortable with the way you're asking me to get married you're using all-threat videos! Now you're honest, where's the video? Tie it to me!" fierce Dean on Disty whose facial water has changed.

"Give it to you! I save it on a paid drive that you will not be able to access carelessly. If I don't use it that way, you're trivial and take it lightly to me!"

"So this relationship is not based on love or affection?" cold Dean asked his girlfriend.

"Because I love you so much that I'm like this" said Disty loudly.

"But your way is far from the word love you mention. Our relationship is toxic !" dean said as he drove his car out of the parking lot.

"Toxic you said? Toxic's ? Stopping! I'm not going to be the same as you" cried Disty who did not care about Dean.

Cars continue to drive towards Sudirman street which is lined with skyscrapers where large companies are usually based in the city.

"I said stop! Wicked you!" yell Disty again.

Dean kept quiet about driving his car. Then he felt a punch on his arm.

As usual, if his emotions run high and heedless, Disty can turn increasingly violent. And Dean will remain calm waiting for the woman's anger to subside on its own.

"Evil you! Get me down here! Why diem? Because everything I said was true, right? There's another woman you've brought in this car. Who her? Your maid who's in the village?" jeremy Disty.

Suddenly a tire squeaked on the asphalt because Dean stopped his car. Disty jumped a moment forward due to the sudden brake action of the man.

"Down" Dean ordered.

"Huh?" Disty who hopes to be persuaded feels shocked to hear the words of her lover.

"Down, you asked to come down. Now get down quickly. I want to rush to the office" retorted Dean coldly.

Feeling her pride being trampled on, Disty took off her seatbelt quickly and got out of the car. When he threw the door of the luxury SUV with a rough, there was a mockery Disty who said "Shoppers!!"

The To Be Continued.....

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