LOVE WINARSIH

63. Money Bu Winar

“Mbah, Where's Dean? Already down yet?” ma'am Amalia asked Mbah who was pouring water into each glass on the dining table.

“Pak Dean has left early in the morning Bu,” replied Mbah looking at Bu Amalia.

“Where is Mbah? Tau no? His phone since yesterday seems to be activated only occasionally. Sent a nyampe message, but not bales. Called inactive” Mr. Hartono appeared close to the dining table.

“Ke Jambi Sir, Nyusulin Winarsih. His sister Winarsih is sick. At dawn Mr. Ryan who came to pick up, continued to go straight to” replied Mbah.

“Mama don't know how to taste Dean now. Amazing change. Pake a nyusulin event to Jambi” Bu Amalia still continues to nag at the dinner table.

A pair of footsteps approached the dining table. Mr. Hartono who was already sitting in his chair only glanced at a glance.

“Ya already Mbah can go back again,” said Mr. Hartono to Mbah who then slightly lowered his head and left the room.

Disty pulled one of the chairs across from Ms. Amalia.

“Dean go Bu?” ask Disty without looking at Amalia.

That morning Disty was beautiful with a knee-length dress in fuchsia wrapped around her body.

“Go following the Maid to Jambi,” replied Bu Amalia with a sour face.

“Nyusulin to Jambi?” ask Disty again.

“Iya. Dean went after his wife to Jambi. That's his wife, and Dean's all grown up. It's up to Dean where to go. What if Mama leaves but Papa isn't looking? Want?” asked Mr. Hartono in an annoyed tone looking at his wife.

Not once did the old man look directly at Disty.

Five minutes of stirring his fried rice, Mr. Hartono grabbed his phone and called Irman to get the car ready.

“Papa go first,” said Mr. Hartono while rising.

“Breakfast is not eaten?” Amalia asked the back of her husband who was away.

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“Bu... I've nyampe” Dean's voice that suddenly filled Winarsih's ears made the woman immediately turned to look for the origin of the voice she was so familiar with.

Dean looked down and smiled next to him.

Winarsih could not hide her happiness when she saw Dean was there. The woman directly put her hand on Dean's neck.

Not voicing his cry, Winarsih just clutched Dean tightly while hiding his face.

“Kangen you Bu...” said Dean again while kissing his wife's head.

“You are also very upset yes same me?” dean asked with a smile as Winarsih let go of her embrace.

“I haven't had time to reply to the messages Mr.,”

“Nothing, I know maybe you're bothered. What matters is that I've been sitting here” Dean next to his wife.

His hand then directly hugged Winarsih's shoulder.

“Where's your mom?”

“Inside Sir, being with Yanto”

Dean then walked over to the glass wall. His eyes caught a woman who had given birth to his wife into this world sitting in the hands of a teenage boy who seemed to be struggling to try to speak.

The old woman looked older than she had seen last time.

Dean clenched his mouth and crossed both hands in front of his chest as if in thought. Not long after that he looked back to look for Ryan who had not been seen since.

“Search Mr Ryan Pak?” asked Novi suddenly from next to him.

“Yes, wiggling no?”

“So outside, want me to call?” cetus Novi's.

“No need, we go outside. I also want something with you,” Dean concluded then approached his wife.

“Win, I'm out for a minute to see Ryan. You sit here for a moment. Don't go anywhere. I wasn't long,"

“Is there a problem at home?” asked Winarsih with a worried look.

The woman was really worried about Dean who might get into trouble for catching up with her to Jambi.

“Enggak—no really. Kan I already said, Miss Winar do not have to think about things that should not be Bu Winar thoughtin,” Dean said with a cheerful tone. He smiled broadly as he said that. Though his heart also said that there was no way his wife was not thinking about him.

Ryan was sitting in a street stall five while sipping a glass of iced tea.

“Kok no nelfon just let me enter,” Ryan who was a little surprised to see the arrival of Dean immediately stood up.

“Udah is okay. Just sit down first. Cave wants to say,” said Dean folded his hands on a plastic table that looks very frail.

“So how's Nov? do you know the progress of Yanto?” ask Dean.

“This must be operated immediately Sir. Yanto here uses health insurance from the government. It can be free operation, but it goes on a waiting list. Because Yanto's condition is now stable, so its operation is not categorized as an emergency operation anymore”

“We moved to Yan. Try finding the nearest private hospital here. The most excellent service,”

“while,” Ryan then wiped his tablet screen and started typing on top of that thing.

“Bu Winarsih last night enough sleep Nov?” dean asked Novi while he waited for Ryan to check the hospital register.

“When I want to sleep, Ms. Winar has fallen asleep leaning on the bench Sir. He did not go to his mother at all. Previously I tried to take a break at a hotel near here, but Bu Winar refused,” explained Novi to Dean who nodded.

“While not much to say, my wife's will is hard. He always tried to look good, even though he also needed a place to complain. And Winarsih, not enough trust me to depend on it completely. My wife pitied me” Dean laughed discordantly with a grim face.

“Oya Nov, you're in the administration office right?” ask Dean.

“Iya Sir,”

“Yang yesterday nganter my in-laws, you also yes?” ask Dean again.

“True Pak” replied the 32-year-old single woman.

“Kalo you become his assistant Bu winarsih aja want to not?” bargain Dean who then made Ryan look turned to look at Novi's face.

“I mean, I follow Bu Winar continuously? So the personal assistant takes care of all his needs?” tanya Novi.

“Iya true. You will live in my house. After returning from Jambi, my wife definitely needs someone to accompany her as long as I go to the office. Now I don't want to leave Bu Winar alone at home. Especially now this” explained Dean on Novi who invited him to speak.

“Mau Sir, I want” replied Novi enthusiastically.

“Udah met at his hospital. His heart doctor is also ready for surgery as soon as possible. The room there—terus ambulance is also there to be able to pick up now. So it could be faster, don't use an ambulance from here. It costs all around--I calculated first” Ryan back down.

“Not a problem about cost. The important thing is to quickly settle down and can get the best facilities. You just take how much is needed with a check or direct transfer to the hospital. Later I sign all,” Dean flicked his hand towards Ryan as a sign that he did not mind about money.

“Bapak want to sign what check?” ask Ryan.

“Cek lah, cave check, cave money to pay for the operation Yanto,” sergeant Dean.

“Bapak has no more money. Yesterday he said to move everything to Bu Winarsih. So I just left a little in the account Mr.”

“So cave signatures no longer need?” dean asked half in disbelief.

“Neither Sir. Now about money, I need to sign my wife,” Ryan smirked.

“Truly poor dong cave,” murmured Dean.

"It has to be hard work again with new clients" Ryan chuckled.

Later that afternoon, Ryan had cleared Yanto's transfer to a private hospital.

Dean had to work on it as quickly as he could to get Winarsih to get out of the hospital and rest.

Upon returning to find his wife standing up and gazing into the glass chamber, Dean hugged her shoulder again.

"You can rest easy Win, soon Yanto will be invited to move to the best private hospital here. He'll be operated on soon,"

Winarsih who heard the words of her Husband, she immediately looked up to look at the left side of Dean's face which now also mashed his gaze at Yanto who was lying down.

"At another hospital pay sir, here it's free. I don't want to take care of Mr. Dean. It's about my sister Yanto. I don't want Mr. Dean to pay for it"

"Who said I paid? Yanto operated on his brother's money. His brother Yanto now has a lot of money. Anyway from now on, you're the one who took all of our lives ma'am," said Dean clutching his wife with both hands and rubbing her back many times.

Winarsih did not understand what her husband said.

The To Be Continued.....

Sorry for my late update today. After the melee in my novel next door, things are now safely under control. Wkwkwk

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