LOVE WINARSIH

36. Lean Place

I don't know why it feels Winarsih can't be in Mr. Hartono's office any longer.

Hearing the arrival of a woman; the fiancee of the man who had the blood relation of a small creature growing in her stomach was painful.

Winarsih did not want to interfere with the happy moments of the family planning a wedding that Winarsih allegedly would be held very large.

Dean is the youngest and only son of that family. However unhappy Dean's parents were with the candidate, they had to throw a massive party because their colleagues were so numerous.

Imagining what it would be like, Winarsih unconsciously cried sobbing as she returned to her lucky kitchen when it was empty.

When he saw the pile of dirty dishes in the sink, his hands immediately worked. He felt he needed to do something. Sometimes he looked down to rub his face into his arm because his tears had not stopped.

Dean now seems to be getting further away. If she wasn't pregnant, her feelings wouldn't be this sad. He still works in that house and can see Dean from afar once in a while.

Then Winarsih began to think what if she told Dean about her current situation.

About her who was containing the man's flesh blood. Is Dean going to be softer on her? Or will Dean refuse and get rid of it so it doesn't get to the ears of his parents or fiancee?

Then the staff's dining room phone rang.

Winarsih wiped his hands and went to rush to the phone plane.

Turns out it was a phone call from Ms. Amalia who asked her to make Mr. Hartono's flower tea.

Hurriedly Winarsih washes his face and dries it with hand-drying wipes.

After brewing the tea and preparing it neatly on a tray, Winarsih's head was in a faze. He's looking for Tina.

Who knows if the woman will replace him to deliver the tea to Mr. Hartono's office. Winarsih felt unable to meet with Dean again at that time.

After several times calling and knocking on Tina's room door but not being answered, Winarsih rushed to lift the tray and walked towards Pak Hartono's workroom.

Before knocking on the door, Winarsih gulped a few times to prepare herself.

But when her ears were focused, she heard the words of Ms. Amalia about Dean who had to help her father.

Quickly Winarsih knocked on the door so as not to hear too many things that he should not have heard.

Dean was standing with his right hand on Amalia's back.

Winarsih could feel Dean's sharp gaze fixed on her. He won't see the man's face. He didn't want to make Dean waver for the pity of seeing him.

And when Mr. Hartono said that night he no longer needed to go back to work, Winarsih was very relieved.

That night he will return to his room and sleep.

*******

Dean was surprised to see Winarsih's arrival with a tray containing her papa flower tea.

He remembered what they had just talked about. Especially, what her mother just said.

When he managed to remember correctly, his eyes closed for a moment. Winarsih must have understood the current situation.

Ever since the woman walked into the room, Dean's eyes couldn't help but look at her.

Looking at the body of the woman who is now becoming a gossip of fellow employees in her home.

Maybe Mr. Hartono saw a look of disappointment on his face because then the old man convinced Dean that his papa just needed a little while longer.

Dean, who also conducted an investigation about Disty's links with Atmaja Group-owned companies but has not yet shown results, has begun to despair.

He's running out of time.

"Pa, Dean came to the room. Dean's tired" said Dean rising from his seat.

"You don't want to know Dean, it's a short or long wedding. Mama's gonna make this like a real wedding. We do not know in the future how. It could be that Disty even brings luck and your papa company becomes bigger. The soul and the wind no one knows. She is, after all, your boyfriend. Not to be fooled," said Amalia Bu who intended to comfort Dean and defend himself at the same time.

"Dean pamit." He closed the door to Mr. Hartono's office without saying anything about Ms. Amalia.

His steps went straight towards the kitchen to look for Winarsih. The time showed almost 11 p.m. Usually it was a time where Winarsih often went outside looking for food.

He planned to invite the woman to eat outside.

His steps along the path on the left right of the yellow bamboo plant.

Upon arriving in front of Winarsih's room, Dean noticed the main light of the room had just been extinguished and changed to a yellow light.

"Win, are you sleeping?" ask Dean slowly.

He could confirm that the woman must have not slept because the room light had just been extinguished.

Dean stepped closer to the door until he almost stuck.

"Win, it's me. Dean. I'm gonna talk. Can you come out for a minute?" ask Dean again.

The space behind the door was still quiet.

"Win, you're like this because of the horror of my mother's talk, right? You sad? Give me the reason Win. You have to give me an excuse" Dean said.

"Well, I know what to do, you don't believe me. If you're like this to me too, where else do I have to go. Speaking to me Win, open the door. I just want to hug you. Just a second...." Dean put his hand on the door leaf.

"You heard me, right? I just want to take you out to eat. I want us to have a regular conversation. I can hold your hand. I want to tell you how tired I am today. I want to hear your story all day, too. I want to see you smile. Just a minute." Dean took a deep breath.

He who felt like he had never begged anyone, let alone a woman, was now standing in front of his maid's room begging to open the door.

"Win, I'm sorry.." said Dean.

"I love you. Not out of pity" said Dean.

Silent. For a moment Dean was at a loss for words.

Then there was the sound of a key playing from within and slowly the wooden door opened. Winarsih stood in the doorway with a batik negligee like the one she wore three days ago.

Dean looked at Winarsih closely. The woman returned her gaze in shadyness. His face was soaked with tears.

And as the woman stretched out her hands, Dean pulled the woman into an embrace. Tonight, it was Dean who needed the woman's embrace and comfort.

Dean clutched Winarsih's body which shook with his cries.

The To Be Continued.....