LOVE WINARSIH

50. Dean's Fusses

"Win," call Dean when she's just finished visiting her baby. The sun has sagged to the West is preparing to disappear.

His wife's face was still on his chest and his left hand was endlessly caressing the woman's hair.

"Yes sir?" winarsih.

"Why be weird, cook you call me dad continue" said Dean.

"So Sir?"

"Ehm!" Dean cleared his throat.

"What if Mas? Is that Dean?" ask Dean.

"That's fine, too" replied Winarsih.

"What did your ex-girlfriend do you call her?" Dean remembers Utomo his wife's ex-boyfriend.

"Mas Utomo?" ask Winarsih straight.

"You call me mas too?"

Winarsih.

"Not so! Don't call me mas. What the fuck is using a mas call. Not exactly...." Dean grunts.

"Call sir is okay too, right? I'd rather. Later his son Mr. Dean can come to call him father as well. I like to be called mother" said Winarsih softly comforting Dean who was pouting but still scratching his back who had not worn anything.

Hearing the thing Winarsih had just said, Dean distanced the body to look at his wife's face.

"It's okay. That can be too. If you like it, I like it too. The important thing cannot be the same as that. I want more. You know, don't you?" dean looked at his wife's face.

"Magn." Winarsih.

"I mean I really want more."

"Mmm-you mean sir?" tanya Winarsih looked up.

"You more than once," retorted Dean then again kissed his wife's neck and chest.

That's true what Toni said. The combo package was the thing Dean liked the most.

Months had to guess the contents of Winarsih's mind about him, helped make something so long buried as if he rose up to show off.

"Win, your mother said, I should teach you something you might not know...."

"Yes sir, that's it."

"Now I want to teach you something" Dean said, then clenched his mouth.

"What's that?" Winarsih's warm breath poured down Dean's neck.

"I taught you to hold this...." Dean took Winarsih's hand then placed it in the place of an object that he had recently been increasingly proud of.

At first Winarsih was a little surprised by what Dean had just done. But seeing the pride of her husband seemed to be increasingly upright showing off, Winarsih's hands turned out to be at home and did not move from there.

Once again Dean thought, before the sun completely disappeared she wanted to go back to visit her future baby.

Once or a few times, take a shower just once, he thought.

Dean again left many traces on his wife's body. Slowly but surely Dean reunited himself with Winarsih. And by that night, Dean was panting again next to the woman he had married this morning.

*******

Ahead of dinner, Dean just came out of Winarsih's room with a full beskap back to his room.

All the clothes were still in his room. So she plans to take a shower and change clothes and take Winarsih to dinner at the dinner table.

Dean really did not think about the possibility of Ms. Amalia who until now was still in her room locked herself.

While sneaking up the stairs, Dean passed by Mr. Hartono who came from the family room.

"De, it's really like you wear beskap," said Mr. Hartono.

"Eh, haven't had time to change Pa.." replied Dean to teach his Papa steps.

"Hmmm...."

"Where's Pa?" dean asked who was beginning to realize the old Miss Amalia had not shown herself.

"In room. Still didn't want to come down. Not want to eat. You persuaded gih, seduced. Don't stop talking about Winarsih aja," said Mr. Hartono who had arrived at the top of the stairs.

Dean paused for a moment to look at his papa.

"Udah, it's okay. Try to have dinner with Winarsih. You're kidding at the dinner table" suggested Mr. Hartono to his son.

"De, our position is not safe. You should be able to tenderize your mama. If not, we can all be troubled. Think also if Disty knows how. What's your answer?" Mr. Hartono looked at Dean.

"While Dean avoid Pa, Dean wants to take Winarsih for a walk. Want to take Winarsih honey moon."

"Honey moon? Make you fit babymoon already. Where's the honeymoon from?" Mr. Hartono left Dean half flabbergasted.

*******

Dean cleaned up some of the objects in his room that he felt were not symmetrical. Some of the hanging clothes were immediately put in a basket of dirty clothes.

Her dresser was full of bottles of skincare and perfume, all she carried into the closet. He left only a bottle of perfume and a deodorant.

When Winarsih went into his room later, he wanted his wife to realize her good looks and glowing were indeed obtained from birth. Not because of the skincare.

After several times to make sure it looked perfect that night, Dean had set his heart to persuade his mother to go down to dinner together and meet his wife.

That night on his head was imagined to be lying next to Winarsih on his big bed while stroking his wife's stomach.

Geck! Geck!

Dean knocked on his parents' bedroom door twice.

Hearing no answer, Dean pulled the handle and turned his head into the room.

Her parents' bedroom door was unlocked. Dean's eyes immediately caught the back of the sleeping body of Ms. Amalia's back to the door.

Dean walked up to the bed and sat down near his mother.

"Ma.. down yuk. Ate. Mama from the morning said she hasn't eaten." Dean stroked Amalia's back.

"Why did you come here?" ask Ms. Amalia.

"What the hell is Ma? Yes ngajakin Mama eat dong. Dean would like to officially introduce Winarsih to Mama. Now Dean has Ma's wife" Dean said softly.

Hearing Dean say the word 'wife', Ms. Amalia immediately sat staring intently at her son.

"What did you say? Eating the same night as Winarsih? Are you crazy to ask your mom to do that? You don't understand either do you mean mama what? Don't you understand? Now you want to take him to our dining table?" cecar Bu Amalia to Dean.

"Dean also meant to say to Mama, Dean will bring Winarsih tonight to sleep in Dean's room. That's Ma.... Winarsih is pregnant with the future grandchildren mama you know, Mama should be 'cold because it will have a grandson with the last name Hartono."

"Don't you dare bring him up here. Once she's a maid, yes, Dean's maid. If you take him up, mama will go and leave this house. Let you be cool!" fierce Bu Amalia to her son.

"Ma, Mama can no longer call Winarsih Ma's maid, she's Dean's wife. Hurt him, same as hurting Dean. She's not wrong, Ma." Dean said as gently as possible with his mother.

"Yes. It's not her fault. Wrong mom. Anyway next month, you have to sit in the same pelaminan Disty. Mama doesn't want to know. Whatever you want your wife to do." Amalia threw her body back on the bed and turned her back to her son.

"Ma, if Winarsih can not go up. We live in another house, yes" persuaded Dean again tried another way to make his pregnant wife feel comfortable.

"You get out of this house, you don't have to come back here. Go there! Don't see your mama again until you're dead" fierce Amalia ma'am with a slight gasp.

"You know what," Dean murmured softly.

It was enough that he humbled his words and persuaded his mother. Actually it was hard to remain silent not resisting when his mother berated Winarsih.

His stomach that was hungry was now full. Should his wife be with him? What should he do to console Winarsih's heart from her mother's rejection?

*******

At 8 pm more, Dean who was saying goodbye to Winarsih to change clothes even did not show the trunk of his nose.

His stomach is hungry. Winarsih had already helped Mbah and Tina prepare food for dinner as usual.

But Tina who now changed her attitude to be very polite to him, repeatedly refused. He insisted that Winarsih just sit sweet while tasting the food he was cooking.

Geck! Geck!

The door of Winarsih's room was knocked twice. He could've guessed it must have been Dean. Enthusiastically Winarsih grabbed the doorknob. And his eyes looked at the handsome Dean standing at the door of his room with a large suitcase and some hanger containing his work coat.

"Where? Are you missing the belom?" dean asked half a smile.

"Tok a suitcase?" ask Winarsih wonder.

"Yes Win, after I thought I liked the sound of your bed. So I decided to sleep here. You still want to be like me, right even though I only have my suitcase and good looks?" dean asked with a witty smile.

Winarsih laughed and nodded.

"It means from now on you have to bear my life" Dean said again.

Winarsih nodded back.

Dean pulled the woman into his arms. Thank goodness he can still make Winarsih smile. Though when he came out of his parents' room earlier, his tears had grown because he heard his mother's insults about Winarsih.

The To Be Continued.....