LOVE WINARSIH

55. You Are A Reason

Winarsih was already in her room, still sitting on a set of white coats that Bu Amalia had thrown to her husband.

His heart throbbed pain seeing Dean who used to always get preferential treatment from his mother now had to accept the rudeness.

And even more so, it was done in front of him. Dean asks Winarsih to go back to the room first while she talks back to her mother.

The soft and very luxurious white coat was hung on the knob of the wardrobe. While lying facing the wardrobe, Winarsih was busy asking herself.

How does it feel to let Dean go to that wedding reception?

Did she love her husband? If she loved Dean, how much would her love for her husband be? Is love enough for him?

Because of course, love also caused the woman to slap Dean in the mall earlier. Highlight the eyes of women who are actually very loving to want to hurt.

Winarsih sighed.

Suddenly the sound of the ringing phone rang, Winarsih looked to and fro looking for the origin of the sound.

After lifting a paper bag that is still on the bed, Winarsih saw a photo of Dean and himself seen appearing on the mobile screen with the words "FATHER".

"Hello?" winarsih.

"Bu Winar is asleep?" asked Dean across the phone.

"Not sir, still lying around,"

"Kalo Bu Winar is sleepy, just sleep. I think my mom should be taken to the hospital. His blood pressure's going up" Dean said across the street.

"I'm sorry sir" said Winarsih.

"Why is Miss Winar apologizing? Mama is okay, but in the meantime it is good to be hospitalized. Say hello to our son, as soon as possible his father came home,"

Shortly after, the call closed and Winarsih looked back at the suit hanging on the knob of the closet.

It was impossible for her to say that she was not hurt to see Dean hanging out in a wedding with a woman who clearly loved her husband very much.

Winarsih is in love with her husband. He had already fallen in love when the man was in the middle of the night cooking boiled noodles for him.

Nearly two hours lay down and midnight was long gone, but his closed eyes did not fall asleep. Even the baby in his stomach knows that his mother is worried.

Winarsih is worried about Ms. Amalia's health. He was also worried that Dean's position would get more difficult because of it.

Tok ! Tok !

The sound of knocking on the door.

When opened looked drowsy and tired face Dean who was still dressed the same since this afternoon.

"Mommy's not asleep?" ask Dean.

"Mother Amalia how is she, sir?" asked Winarsih without answering her husband's question.

"Mama is okay. His blood pressure went up again. It is an inherent disease. There is someone who is nemenin. Right now I'm staying asleep. You don't have to worry. What father's son, ma'am? You sleeping? Or want to visit my father?" Dean who was sitting on the edge of the bed hugged Winarsih's hug and put his ear there.

"Not sleeping, from earlier the motion continues sir." Winarsih looked down at Dean's head that had been silent for a long time in his stomach.

Slowly Winarsih's right hand lifted stroking Dean's hair hesitantly.

As felt by the thing he had just done, Dean looked up.

Dean grabbed both of his wife's right hands and placed them on his cheeks.

"Your hands are warm, ma'am" murmured Dean closed his eyes.

Then Winarsih stroked her husband's head slowly. Dean tightened his embrace.

"I'm sorry Mom, if you haven't been able to make you happy. From the beginning I made you sad. I want to move out of here but it's impossible. You know what mom, you want to move to my room, I was worried at any time mama brought Disty to the house. You still want to be patient as my wife, don't you?" dean asked quietly as he looked up and put his mouth on Winarsih's stomach.

"You don't have to worry about us, we're both healthy and well. We are more worried about you because lately there are a lot of thoughts. We are afraid that you are sick. We don't want his mother to be embarrassed because of us, then you will also be sad. So we'd like to ask you, you wear that suit and attend the reception." Winarsih's voice was choked but her hand still stroked Dean's straight, pitch-black hair.

"Win..." Dean was a little taken aback by the thing Winarsih had just said. He looked up still hugging his wife's stomach.

"We are okay Sir. Mr. Dean concentrated on that problem first. Don't think too much of us" continued Winarsih again.

"There's no way I wouldn't think of my wife and my future son" Dean pulled Winarsih into his lap.

"For us, there will be a time." Winarsih wrapped her hands around Dean's neck and clasped the man's face to his chest.

"Do you believe I'm doing the best I can right now?" dean hugged his wife's waist.

Winarsih nodded and smiled.

"Father is more affectionate with Ms. Winar," said Dean while gently massaging Winarsih's chest.

"We try the clothes in the paper bag was one yuk," Dean straightened Winarsih's body then looked down looking for the object he meant.

"Which clothes sir? Not tomorrow? It's through the middle of the mall,"

"I want you to try that shirt" Dean picked one of the paperbags still on the floor.

"Well, this. I want you to try this one," Dean thrust out a sexy lingerie he'd always seen every time he crossed in front of the lingerie outlet.

"That's how it made sir?" tanya Winarsih while looking at a piece of oddly shaped mosquito net cloth.

"Later the Father who taught. But not taught here. This malem we tried in my room yuk." Dean held Winarsih's hand out of the room while carrying a paper bag containing lingerie.

Dean led his wife down the path to the main kitchen and straight ahead to climb up the grand staircase.

"Because mama-papa is not home, this mallm we honeymoon in my room first. You're free to shout no one's going to be horrified" Dean continued to step into his room.

A little memory of Dean flew as Winarsih swept him into a drunken state towards the room. Winarsih who that night was his target. He who broke through the gentleness of the woman in the roughest way.

"Tonight I want to repeat it gently" said Dean slowly opening the room door.

Dean melolosi his wife's clothes one after the other, and replaces them with a new lingerie.

Dean, who has been silent since, may be thinking more about his wife who is hurt because she has to let her husband go with another woman, even though it is just a lie.

But Winarsih who was so calm was able to temper her worries. Yeah, right now Dean just needs Winarsih's trust in him.

And now, the figure of Winarsih who was pregnant with her child and wearing a sexy lingerie was the most beautiful sight she had ever seen.

Tomorrow, Dean will respond to Disty's request to meet her.

　

The To Be Continued...