LOVE WINARSIH

34. Him Tell!

Winarsih flinched from her sleep and excitedly looked towards the wall clock above the door.

Just a moment ago he thought he had gone to bed past dinner where they should all be busy in the kitchen.

Hurry Winarsih towards the bathroom sink and wash her face many times.

And after making sure in the glass that her look was still worthy to help in the kitchen, she immediately went outside and locked her room.

As his feet approached the main kitchen door, his ears overheard a conversation between a woman and a man.

Of course Winarsih recognized the owner of the voice. Who else if not Mr. Lutfi and Tina who indeed lately look very close and often chat in the dining room employees.

They were both speculating about her pregnancy. What they said was not wrong, but what they were talking about sounded very painful to him.

She who has not had a menstrual period for the past 3 months, can be sure if she is pregnant.

But Winarsih did not feel himself ever bothering anyone or breaking any rules in the house. Until he feels unworthy if his personal problems become the lips behind him.

He had cut off his relationship with Utomo and never came into contact with the man again.

The arrival of Utomo who occasionally asked for news or wanted to return to be his girlfriend only he responded normally.

He just didn't want to hurt Utomo more. There's no way she's saying she's pregnant with a child by rape.

His heart is so wry. She also did not want to linger showing the person in the house if she was pregnant without a husband.

But he still needs time to go. At least he had to hang on for a little while longer so that the money he collected was good enough to go home.

Her tears are expanding. For the first time he felt sorry for himself.

He had already turned his body about to leave from the front of that slightly opened kitchen door. Miris once thought that someone could talk about others without worrying about being heard by the person concerned.

Winarsih no longer wanted to hear the continued conversation that felt very slicing his heart.

As he walked two steps, he heard Dean's voice sounding coldly commanding as usual.

Dean asked Mr. Lutfi to wash the car as usual.

Did Dean hear those two employees talk?

Winarsih did not dare to think about it. He immediately went to the room and intended to take a bath first before returning to the kitchen again.

*******

Dean just finished dinner with his parents. Since arriving home, he hasn't opened his cell phone.

His gaze was pounded on the reply message Sky, his best friend in Genk Duda Akut who had just arrived at Villa Labuan Bajo to return to honeymoon.

With a sullen face Dean looked at his best friend's reply.

"Huh, that's so good, kid! The holiday work mulu. Where is still a newlywed, mo print a child should go all the way. Being locked up should be," Dean snorted.

Dean is envious of the love story of Sky and Orange, which looks always smooth like a Jakarta highway in the first Eid.

Tonight Dean is wearing moss-green shorts and a cream-colored shirt with big leaves.

His father had told him to go to work immediately. His father wanted to talk about something important.

Every time you hear something similar, Dean never calms down. Since then, since he was still sitting in his school. He never liked when someone asked him to meet to say something important. It always makes him flutter.

Not only was he worried about what his father would say with regards to Disty, but Dean was also worried that his papa was conveying such an important thing while Winarsih was in the room.

Because Dean already understands the character of his papa when he already trusts someone. The old man would not sift through his words in the slightest. And the straightforward and blatant attitude of Mr. Hartono is indeed a little scary for some people.

Dean stepped his foot out of the room lazily. His mind was still fixed on Winarsih who was most likely pregnant.

As he closed the door of his room slowly, Dean saw the figure of Winarsih just down the circular staircase leading to the lobby of the house.

Dean quickly followed the woman he had assumed had just left Mr. Hartono's study. Winarsih is seen walking straight towards the outside terrace and turning left which leads to the security guard post.

Dean halted his steps in front of a large window with a gaze that kept following Winarsih's steps.

What'd that woman want out at this hour? Is he hungry yet? Who's he gonna meet?

Dean glanced at the clock on his left wrist. Just 8pm less.

When Winarsih arrived in front of the gate, it seemed that Utomo's figure was outside the fence.

Dean stepped his feet towards the terrace to see more clearly. And like a great master who was wrathful to his employees, Dean crossed both hands behind his body and stood looking at Winarsih who was heading outside.

Not far from there Mr. Lutfi who had been gossiping Winarsih did not seem to take his eyes off the woman in the least.

Dean hated the security guard's view of Winarsih.

*******

Winarsih was again facing the files that Mr. Hartono asked to check when the phone in the workspace sounded.

Mr. Hartono is not in the room yet, and Winarsih with a misguided mimic and hesitant to answer the phone that has been ringing for a long time. It turned out to be a phone call from Tina saying that Utomo was at the security guard post looking for her.

Winarsih was very anxious with Utomo's attitude that seemed to not want to understand the situation. Before Utomo lingered in front of the gate of Mr. Hartono's house, Winarsih wanted to rush to see him and say that he was really busy at the moment.

Hurriedly Winarsih crossed the lobby of the house directly to the terrace to the courtyard.

"Mas Ut!" call him directly when he sees the man standing behind the fence.

"Win! Today I'm buying a meal out!" take Utomo with sparkling eyes. The man did not seem to understand at all.

Winarsih pulled Utomo's arm to get out of front of the gate so that their conversation was not heard by Mr. Lutfi who seemed to have put an ear.

"Mas, I told you, Mas Ut don't have to come here anymore. We are just friends now. Utomo has no obligation to always see me here. I'm fine, I'm fine here. I'm not good with the officers here" Winarsih said.

"But yesterday you took me out to eat, you're still fine with me Win...." Utomo half whined.

Winarsih looked left and right to make sure no one was listening.

"But I told Mas Ut that it was my first salary. I can't do it anymore, I'm sorry. Mas Ut don't be angry or sad if next time I can't go out and find Mas Ut." Winarsih looked at Utomo straight with the intention that the man really took his words seriously.

"But I still love you Win, I can't feel every thought that we're not together anymore." Utomo almost cried.

"Sorry Sir...." There was Mr. Lutfi's voice answering Dean's words just now.

"bad habit! You want to know people's business, there you are!" Dean's impact was heard again from behind the fence which was only a few steps from the sidewalk where Winarsih and Utomo were standing.

Winarsih's heart really can't calm down. He was terrified that Utomo was Dean's next target.

"Well, this one?? Did you finish the conversation? What have you heard him say to you? Do understand? If you know, you don't come here again. Winarsih is now helping Mr. Hartono. You quickly enter! From now on don't haphazardly go out to see people without my permission." After saying that Dean left with a completely haunted face.

Winarsih bit her lip. Dean's slightly narrowed eyes were increasingly seen drowning due to the pull of his face.

For Winarsih, to describe his employer's child, he could not use the word 'enough' or 'medium'.

Because Dean can be very kind, very romantic, very gentle and at other times, the man will be very scary, very rude, or also very cruel.

"Mas Ut, forgive Mr. Hartono's son. Actually, Mr. Dean is good, he's a--"

"Yes, Win, you go in there. You'll be fired because of me. Call me every now and then to get some news Win." Utomo clenched his mouth and began to walk away. It seems Utomo doesn't want Winarsih to see his face.

After Utomo stepped up, Winarsih hurriedly walked into the courtyard and half ran after Dean who had climbed the circular staircase.

Winarsih wants to apologize to the man. Either that's sorry about Utomo, or about his attitude.

"Sir! Mr Dean!" call Winarsih to Dean who is a few steps above him.

"Sir!" Winarsih stepped faster about to teach Dean steps.

Dean just kept quiet and walked over with a pouting face.

When he arrived next to the man, "Sir! Ouch!!!" The calls and screams of Winarsih were heard at about the same time.

One of his legs escaped stepping on the shiny marble staircase until it slipped.

Dean who was walking with both hands still folded behind his body, caught Winarsih's hand quickly.

Dean's hand was still circling Winarsih's upper left arm. Dean's face showed relief as well as annoyance.

For a moment they looked at Winarsih's face that was still grimacing.

"Sorry sir-I'm sorry," Winarsih said slowly.

Dean let go of Winarsih's hand and walked back.

"Be careful, don't run. Danger. You'll definitely understand more," said Dean continued his steps toward Mr. Hartono's workspace.

Winarsih followed her steps behind in silence.

*******

Winarsih had returned to struggling with the file in the corner of the room and Dean was next to Mr. Hartono flipping through dozens of sheets of paper with thoughts that turned out to be very difficult to focus.

Since then, his eyes have not been able to look at the right body features of Winarsih. Who at first thought he could be more and more motivated to finish what his father asked faster turned out to be the opposite.

His eyes have been so hard to focus. His uneasy feeling since hearing the gossip of two employees seemed to need to be soothed. More than just an apology Winarsih just said to her.

After all this time they were often together, why would Winarsih not be open to him.

Drrr.... Drrr....

The cell phone on Mr. Hartono's desk is vibrating. After taking a quick glance, Mr. Hartono grabbed his phone and answered the call.

"What's the Man?" mr. Hartono asked the voice of his Adjutant across the phone.

"Okay, it's okay. You told me to come in. Take it to my workspace. You will wait outside." After hanging up the phone, Mr. Hartono's gaze hardened.

"You follow Papa's words, Dean. Believe the same Papa," said Mr. Hartono.

"I mean Pa?" dean asked completely not understanding.

"A moment in time" said Mr. Hartono staring at the door.

Dean was restless waiting for what his father wanted to show him. Occasionally his eyes glanced at Winarsih who was still solemn in front of a pile of files.

Tok!! Tok!!

There was a knock at the door.

"Get in," pinta Pak Hartono.

The door opened, and the sound of footsteps wearing high-heeled shoes could be heard knocking on the floor.

"Good night... Mr. Minister Hartono," said Disty smiling cheerfully to his papa.

Mr. Hartono just put on a relaxed and ordinary face.

"Good night Disty, right Dean said. You are very beautiful" praised Mr. Hartono.

Dean put the map in his hand. He never felt that sad. Winarsih who seemed to be unperturbed by their conversation still looked down at the paper.

"Hi Dean, are you ready to be a bride? Tonight I came to take all the preparations that I had been making. I'd like to meet you and your future mother-in-law." Disty smiled spoiledly approaching Dean.

Dean doesn't understand all the sitting issues. Cold sweat washed down his back. Suddenly the office felt very hot.

"Please have your fiancee sit down. Pull that chair over there," asked Mr. Hartono to his son.

"Disty always wants to rush until papa can not explain to you. Because just this afternoon Disty said she wanted to get married next month. How's Dean? Papa agreed. Besides isn't this what you've been asking papa for so long?" said Mr. Hartono.

Dean's head was getting pulsating. Next month marry her fiance? Everyone will congratulate him.

A second later came the sound of a chair being dragged. Dean saw Winarsih get up from her seat and walk towards them.

"Sorry sir, this looks like family talk. I beg your permission to go out and rest. Later I come back here again to continue my work," said Winarsih while looking down at Mr. Hartono without looking at Dean in the slightest.

Dean's chest hurts. Tight and painful. Moreover, hearing Disty who said, "Oh, the maid turned out to have risen in office here."

The To Be Continued.....

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