LOVE WINARSIH

54. Madam Amalia

"Where is lu? Nyampe already? Okay, cave out for a minute." Dean hung up.

"Win, I went into the house first huh. Ryan came with the groceries and my order." Dean kissed Winarsih's head lying down and closed his eyes next to it.

It was already 8pm and they had just returned from the empty dining room after Dean managed to force his wife to eat there.

Amalia's mom still hasn't gotten out of bed. And Mr. Hartono has been in his room all day to persuade his wife to eat.

Winarsih felt a bit of urgency after their meeting with Disty at the mall earlier. Many times he asked about the threats made by Disty.

Winarsih who looked brave earlier, now looked at Dean with restless eyes. She was worried about her husband's fate. The unrest compounded with Ms Amalia's phone multiple times to Dean's phone which the man had always ignored.

Winarsih did not like it if her husband ignored the call of the mother. But ever since they arrived at his room this afternoon, Dean seemed to avoid talking about it.

Dean kept asking her to joke around and rubbing her.

"Sir!" Ryan's voice rang out from the porch. Dean who was heading there from the side got a strange look from his secretary.

"Don't you come from Dalem?" ryan asked his boss who had a tight face.

"The cave in the back. In the cave room," replied Dean who was now standing on the porch of his house.

"So now there's a wife's room and a husband's room?" ryan asked his boss to joke.

"Udah deh Yan, giddy cave. Is this everything? Trus the cave asked for was there?" dean asked back to his original face all this time. Chilly.

"Yes, this is everything. This is the phone you asked for, the number's in Mr. Dean's name, just a single digit difference behind it." Ryan handed me a paperbag that read a mobile phone brand.

"Please help lift that groceries. Come to the back of the cave" Dean asked.

A moment later the pile of paper bags that were mounting had moved to the front door of Winarsih's room.

"All the files you asked to take care of yesterday are finished. Mr. Dean is always his mind is one step ahead of others" said Ryan.

"Although a step ahead, but the cave still has to look back occasionally. Afraid that someone might bring a knife to the cave," Dean replied with a very serious face.

After trying to tiptoe and glanced into Winarsih's room but to no avail, Ryan finally said goodbye to Dean.

"Makasi ya Yan, tomorrow the cave has entered the office. There are two clients who can't be delayed anymore" Dean said.

Ryan nodded then stepped away down the path that led to the side of the house.

Ryan really did not expect that Dean who is a favorite child who is usually arrogant in the big house is now willing to jostle in his maid's room for the sake of his wife.

"Bu Winar-try to see what you bring...." Dean went into the room carrying a paper bag containing a cell phone.

Winarsih opened her eyes and turned to look at Dean who was smiling cheerfully. Her husband walked over and sat on the edge of the bed, taking out the contents of the paper bag one by one.

"I bought you a cell phone. Tomorrow I'm in the office and I should be able to hear from you at all times." Dean pulled out a recent cell phone and turned it on.

"Let's sit down first, I want to teach you to use this thing. Let me if you meet again outside the trus I want satay suddenly, you can go straight home"

Winarsih got up and leaned on the head of the bed while smiling at her husband's words.

For almost an hour Dean taught Winarsih to use all the important features on the phone. Every now and then Dean sends out text messages or messages from an app. Then try to call his wife from a distance far enough to test her voice.

"Hello-?" said Dean who was standing near the bathroom using his cell phone.

"Yes hello?" replied Winarsih from the bed.

"Mr may you visit our son tonight?" ask Dean.

Not having time to answer, Winarsih has chuckled amusedly.

Then Dean put his phone in bed and grabbed his wife's phone.

"Let's take a picture of the two of you, to be the front picture of your phone, ma'am."

Dean opened the front camera and pointed his phone at them.

Winarsih still put on a face with a thin smile that always makes Dean melt. While he kissed his wife's cheek, bit slowly, put on an ugly face while pressing a button on his camera.

After scrolling the screen looking for a suitable photo, Dean decided to make his photo that was biting Winarsih's cheek into the front image on the woman's phone.

Dean then put Winarsih's phone and took his phone and leaned the phone on a paper bag that was still in bed.

After opening the camera,

"Now we're taking pictures for my phone, but I want this style" Dean cupped his hands together on Winarsih's face and kissed the woman's lips.

His hands down began to massage and rub the tops of his wife's chest. Winarsih's hand, which never moved when Dean moved around her, has now started to move around gripping the waist of her shirt.

The camera keeps on turning on in video mode.

And,

Drrrrrrrttt Drrrrrrttt Drrrrrrr

Dean's phone shook and the screen said "PAPA".

At that time his hands were busy massaging Winarsih's body part that became his favorite, Dean immediately released his wife and grabbed a cellphone.

"Yes Pa?" dean told his papa across the phone.

"In the corner room. Sick Pa? Dean's gonna be there any minute. Dean's got something to show me, too." Dean ended the conversation on the phone.

"Who is sick sir?" ask Winarsih.

"Mama, don't eat. It's been two days." Dean replied with a wry smile to his wife.

"Yes, Mr. Dean has met now. Meet and be invited to eat. Usually, if it has been two days, the meal should be porridge so as not to hurt the stomach. If you don't eat, you can go to the hospital. Let's go there." Winarsih got up from the bed and pulled Dean's arm to stand up.

"Before a minute" said Dean.

"No, sir, you have to go there now. That's Mr. Hartono who has called you," said Winarsih.

"In a moment, Mrs Winar-father wants to look..."

"Bu Winar doesn't want to be visited if you don't go there right now." Winarsih pressed the door handle and pushed Dean's body out of the room.

After Dean went inside the house with his face bent, Winarsih immediately changed his negligee to go to the kitchen.

She planned to cook a little porridge for her mother-in-law.

*******

"Papa has persuaded your mother De, try to persuade again. Ask your mama to eat," said Mr. Hartono, who was sitting on the edge of the bed, to Dean who had just entered the room.

"Ma, don't think gini dong Ma. I have to eat, it's been two days. Mama will be sick. Dean will think too. Dean loves Mama, but Mama also don't make Dean go awry." Dean looked down to see Ms. Amalia's face turned to the door.

Ms. Amalia got up from her sleep and sat staring intently at Dean.

"You, are you satisfied your way to and fro out there? Show people about your behavior impregnating your maid? You don't know after Disty squirms you at the mall he was sending what to Mama? That disgusting video of you peppering with that woman Dean!! I don't know how many of those videos are kept by him. Your dating style during this time is also not true!! Mama knows you are an adult and entitled to your own life, but if the things you do to make your parents difficult, you judge your own behavior as a child how. So if you want your mom to keep breathing, you marry Disty in two weeks!" mom Amalia's emotions are back on the cusp.

"Ma-" sergeant Mr. Hartono

"Papa diem first..."

"No way Ma, now Dean's a married man. Dean has a wife and a baby boy who will be born in a few months. Look at these-prospective grandchildren Mama will be a boy. Son of Dean Ma...." Dean showed a picture of the ultrasound he had just taken out of the bag.

"Until this moment I can't believe it's your son Dean!! The maid only took a chance when you were drunk. Again you are deceived by feeling sorry for women. Marry Disty in two weeks or you won't see mama!"

"It may not be Ma" said Mr. Hartono.

"Yes Ma, that's impossible."

"If the maid was just you marrying in series it might be Dean" cried Ms. Amalia.

"No Ma, Dean's and Winarsih's wedding Dean noted. And Dean also will not marry Disty even if only in series. Dean would not. Winarsih's the woman with Dean's child."

BUGGS

Ms. Amalia smashed a roll into her son's back.

"Two weeks away from the wedding you should be there!" The screams of Amalia made Mr. Hartono stand up and massaged his head to walk outside.

When Mr. Hartono opened the door, "Win, take what is it?" asked Mr. Hartono to Winarsih who held a tray on which there was a porridge bowl, a spoon and a glass of water that was closed.

Dean was aghast when he heard Mr. Hartono mention Winarsih's name. He quickly stood up to pick up a photo of the USG falling on the floor when it was hit by a blow from his mother.

"I made porridge, sir, for my mother. He said he had not eaten for two days. So it's good to eat porridge," said Winarsih from the front door.

"Just enter Win, put it on the nightstand" said Mr. Hartono who widened the door for Winarsih.

Dean again pocketed the USG photo and stood up to pick up a tray that looked heavy from his wife's hand.

"It's okay, sir, let me." Winarsih slightly bent down put the tray on the nightstand.

Dean looked at his mother. Ms. Amalia is now observing Winarsih from top to bottom.

"You hear what I said to Dean?" mrs Amalia looked intently at Winarsih. "There is no way you won't hear my screams" Amalia continued.

"Denger Ma'am" replied Winarsih.

"Good, what do you think now?" ma'am Amalia's insistence.

"Ma! Please Ma, this is Dean's wife. Dean's been-"

"Diem you! Mama is talking to this woman you call your wife. Mama wants to ask her opinion," exclaimed Amalia to stand up and walk towards the wardrobe.

"Ma, say Dean. Win, you go to my room first."

"You make porridge for me, so I can eat, right?" mother Amalia asked, who again walked up to Dean with her hands carrying a hanger from the closet.

"Yes Ma'am, I want you to eat," replied Winarsih looking at Bu Amalia whose face was very pale.

"good. I eat what you cook. But have your husband wear this suit and attend his wedding reception with the woman. Thousands of invitations have been sent. Married or not married your husband should be present there. Now I'm the one who's asking you to help save my face."

Ms. Amalia dumped a set of white suits that were still wrapped in the canteen until they crashed into Dean's body and fell to the floor.

Winarsih bowed to pick up the suit.

"Well Ma'am, I will persuade my husband to wear this for another two weeks and attend the reception" Winarsih said, holding the suit in her arms.

"Good, I'll eat your cooking. You also have to be patient that Disty will stay here even though she is not married to Dean. May you survive at least until Mr. Hartono's term ends."

Winarsih was silent and did not answer her mother-in-law's words. Mr. Hartono went slamming the door.

The To Be Continued.....