LOVE WINARSIH

57. Poor Men?

That morning Dean was wearing his tie in front of Winarsih's room mirror. Winarsih who was paying attention to the way Dean concluded his tie was sitting observing from the side of the bed.

"Come here" called Dean who had known since then that he was being observed.

Winarsih walked over to him.

"Can you pick it up?" ask Dean who re-detached his tie until it was released.

"I was just watching, but I'm trying to do this sir. I want to pick up Mr. Dean's tie every time I go to work." Winarsih looked up a little at Dean.

Realizing his wife's height, Dean stretched out his legs to reduce their height.

Winarsih chuckled, seeing now that her husband's face was only one inch away from her.

"So cross over here - keep coming here - and last get in here -!" Winarsih muttered alone while making a conclusion on Dean's tie.

"It turns out!" winarsih said with a big smile and dragged Dean's body towards the mirror.

"Well!! Miss Winar-you're really quick to learn!" Dean looked in satisfaction at the mirror. Not expecting Winarsih who just watched it from afar turned out to be very quick to learn.

Finished with Dean's tie, Winarsih grabbed a navy suit and stretched the suit behind her husband's body.

After the suit was stuck in Dean's body perfectly, Winarsih tiptoes patted the surface of the suit felt there was a little fine dust.

"Sir Dean is so handsome." The plain speech from Winarsih just slid from his mouth.

Dean smiled at that. Then he placed both hands on Winarsih's cheeks and said, "Bu Winar is also very cantiiikkk. Especially with his stomach. If Bu Winar wasn't pretty, Mr. Dean wouldn't be this decade." Dean chuckles.

And a kiss from her husband before leaving for the office landed again on Winarsih's lips.

　

*******

　

"For Mr. Dean." greet some of the employees as Dean crossed the desk to his room.

"Morning" replied Dean flatly with quick steps towards his room located at the end of the hallway.

Shortly before opening the door, Dean halted his steps to turn to Ryan.

"Yan, bring the follow-up file yesterday. The cave wants a check first."

"Okay sir, slide right away."

Before long Ryan appeared with a bundle of maps that he immediately put it on the desk of his boss.

"It's all from Gaya Mas Group's kids, right?" ask Dean.

Ryan nodded.

"Hartono Coil's file?" ask Dean again.

"There too. Complete with tax deductions. Mr. Hartono's corporate tax is no problem sir, all has been paid and all transactions have been cut" Ryan said.

"The company list that Winarsih did was all checked?" ask Dean again.

"Not everything, but it's partly true as Mr. Dean said yesterday" replied Ryan still sitting with his legs crossed in front of his boss.

"OK, in the meantime we hold it. Because it is impossible to draw a sword to someone who is empty-handed. We see what the weapon is, we just adjust. Stay the videos, yesterday mama sent again the cave video again-well, the cave does not know how much he raided each cave drunk and again.... Mama's still in the hospital because of that" Dean said a little frustrated.

"Winarsih-uh I mean, Mr Dean's wife squirms?" ryan asked curiously.

"No, not yet. Don't know how she is." Dean shakes.

"Sepele but dangerous sir" replied Ryan.

"Yes, the toughest human sanction in the world is not just a prison. But human judgment," said Dean glaring.

"Eh yes Yan.... Intar if Disty dateng, ask to enter only yes" continued Dean.

"Oh, you wanna see me?" Ryan showed me a look of wonder.

"Must, the cave wants him to know something about the cave. Yes, that's it." Dean shook his hand.

"Okay sir, excuse me. Uh that's the file I live first huh. Later if Mr. Dean checks, I take it again." Ryan got up from his seat and walked away from the desk.

Dean just muttered without looking back as he answered Ryan.

　

*******

　

(Danawira's Law Firm, 12.30)

"Come in, Mr. Dean on the floor" Dean told Disty who was walking to his desk.

The usual Disty can directly break into Dean's office now you have to excuse me and inform the secretary of his arrival.

His heart was getting more and more angry. So easy is the person who yesterday still considers it everything, but now turned foreign in an instant.

After opening the door, Disty immediately walked towards the work desk of the man she thought was still a lover.

The desk used to be the place to strip the man's tie to kiss his chest.

Dean only looked up at Disty at a glance then closed the open map and then got up from his seat.

Disty glanced at Dean's face which actually looked even more handsome behind his haughty face. His heart wryly saw the way Dean shook his hand showing the row of sofas. He had been treated like a stranger by the man.

"Okay, what do you want to talk about?" dean asked after sitting down to cross his legs.

"We are De.. about us" Disty said.

"Which part?" ask Dean.

"You don't pretend to forget what your mom has sidelined, do you?" disty asked with a face that immediately seemed annoyed at Dean's reaction.

"Sampe when do you want to tell my mama that way? Wouldn't it be better for you to stop and go back to each of our lives?" ask Dean.

"Our lives each? Our previous lives were both. We're dating and you're fucking me."

"Sorry, but you also know what I said to you, right? I want you to wait until my parents can get you. But what did you do to Dis?"

"And what are you doing Dean? Hamil your maid? Or recognize the child in the womb of that cheap maid as your child?" fierce Disty with a voice that had already risen.

"Take your tongue Disty. The child my wife is carrying now is thanks to your service with your drink and medicine. Maybe if it wasn't for you, I wouldn't be as happy now. In a few months I will be the father of a baby boy. How amazing right (unbelievable right ?" claire replied with sparkling eyes and a smile at the corner of her lips.

Disty was silent as if she was remembering something.

"But you still have to marry me" said the woman later.

"Sorry, I can't. I have no polygamous intentions. Everything that is in my wife now, is beyond my expectations as a man. Just this time I felt really useful."

"I also talked to my parents about it. I can't marry you." Dean leaned back casually staring at Disty.

"But the reception is still to be run by Dean, or your mother who is in the hospital could die from the naked video of her son," disty said feeling satisfied after seeing Dean slightly loosened his smile because of his words just now.

"And your wife had to let her husband be next to me all night. Not good, is it De?" Disty then laughed.

"After that what's more?" ask Dean.

"I'm going to stay at your house so people know we're married" Disty said. "And so that I can squirm you every day De, I want you to fall in love again with my attention," Disty said in her heart.

"In addition, there are many events that we must attend after we become a married couple" said Disty again.

Disty won't make Dean's life with his maid safe. Almost sure she thought that the village woman whom Dean was married to would soon run away from her husband.

"Continue?" dean asked still listening to all the dreams of the woman who had been his lover.

"Most importantly, I want to get something out of my hard work. I want to have one of the assets in your name De. You used to say I could have it all when I was your wife." At last Disty said what she wanted.

Not because what Dennis Atmaja gave him was too little. No. gabe. Disty just wants something that Dean did give her.

He wanted to know the rest of the man's feelings for her. Whether it's the rest of Dean's affection, or also the feelings of pity that Dean often addresses to people.

Disty can show her friends that her soon-to-be 'husband' has given something as a sign of her love.

"That's all?" dean asked briefly.

Disty sneered and shrugged her shoulders.

"But I have nothing left. I'm already poor" Dean said with a contorted frown.

"You mean?" ask Disty a little confused.

"All my assets are gone,"

"Not to joke."

"I'm not kidding. After marriage I gave everything I had to my wife. Some buildings, land, deposits, even my company shares in Cahaya Mas are now in the process of transitioning. Now I'm a poor man Dis. I have nothing left but my wife." Dean pursed his lips.

"Fuck man!!" shout Disty.

"Don't scream. It's the office."

"Yes, you can ask my mom if you need anything. I also want to know what he wants to tell you other than that fancy reception." Dean shook his head.

Dean is the youngest child of Mrs Amalia Hartono who knows how her mother manages the family estate.

Drrrr..... Drrrrrr....... Drrrrrttt

Dean's phone is vibrating on the table.

The inscription "MOTHER" with a photo of her kissing Winarsih's lips appeared on the screen. Disty reflexively turned the front screen of Dean's phone on the table.

"Yes Mom?" greet Dean. His tone had changed 180° from a few seconds ago.

"Why? Oh his-yes, I'll send you a message later. Miss Winar has lunch? Eat a lot yes, for the father too." Dean smiles. His wife asked him what his mobile number was because Winarsih wanted to tell his mother in the village about the phone number he could call.

Then Ryan opened the door of the room and appeared with a tray containing two cups of tea.

Dean was still talking on the phone, and Disty immediately got up leaving the room. The sound of the door slamming followed later.

Ryan flabbergasted. After Dean hung up the phone, the man approached Ryan and picked up a cup of tea from the tray.

"You drink the other tea, the guest has gone home" Dean said, sipping tea and then walking back to his desk.

　

The To Be Continued.....

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