LOVE WINARSIH

64. Home-in-law

"Mom," Winarsih gently touched her mother's shoulder.

"Sir Dean said that Yanto will soon be transferred to a private hospital. The operation is also scheduled in the next few days. So I can calm down. If you want to go home for a while, we can take turns looking after Yanto," Winarsih told his mother.

"Aren't we gonna take care of your husband Win? heart surgery is expensive. Mom is not good. It's free here" said Sumi slowly.

Winarsih glanced at Yanto who was asleep.

"It's okay, ma'am. Dean said it's okay,"

"Mother don't have to go home. You are the one who rests. You will be exhausted. You sleep all night leaning also must be a pain in the waist. Kasian. Besides, Mr. Dean just came to our house this time. Serve him well at home,"

Winarsih nodded while rubbing her mother's shoulders.

That same day, Yanto was immediately transferred to a private hospital not far from there. In less than two hours, the teenage boy was already on a hospital bed and was pushed to the treatment room.

Winarsih walked to Yanto's bed with her hands in her husband's grasp. Meanwhile, Ryan, already seemed more familiar sharing the burden of Dean's suitcase and Winarsih's clothing bag with Novi.

"The operation is scheduled for three more days. Yanto should be examined thoroughly first" Ryan spoke to Dean in front of a VIP ward.

"OK,"

"In the meantime, where are we going, sir?" ask Ryan.

"We? You kali, cave is not. The cave returns to the house of in-laws. Find deket hotels here. Don't go far, briefly if there is a need to even bother,"

"Ni sure will not make a storm Menteng house?" ryan's insinuations are about Dean's family.

"The storm will come later, not now. The cave of males thinks that hasn't happened yet" Dean chuckled.

"So now you want to go straight back or what?" ask Ryan again.

"Prophe dong. You don't get paid, huh. Now you are more judes. Anterin cave to the house of the cave in-laws, keep you straight out. Inget loh, that's taking Novi nginepnya at the hotel baek-baek. Don't you macemin," Dean warned Ryan who was now sneering.

The day had begun to turn afternoon, Dean wanted to invite his wife to come home and rest. He was very worried about his wife's health considering that Winarsih had only slept a few hours with a very uncomfortable position.

"Now you can calm down - no need to worry anymore. Yanto will definitely recover soon after surgery"

Dean, who had just entered the VIP room, approached his mother-in-law who had always accompanied Yanto.

"Son Dean, isn't this too much?" Said Bu Sumi while circulating her gaze around the room.

"Yanto can be in a mediocre room. Already get the certainty of surgery, mother is very grateful. Honestly, mom is not good" continued Sumi again.

As a matter of fact, the poor who every day have been accustomed to receiving the treatment of the potluck, when getting something better easily, his heart is easy to feel anxious.

They are easily confused. Worrying about being branded greedy for accepting something they feel is not their right.

Dean perfectly understood what that anxious look of Bu Sumi meant. Winarsih just stood next to Dean while looking at his mother's face.

"Mom, Winar is indeed Mom's son. But now she is my wife. The woman who was pregnant with my child. What I gave to Winar was a right that she had earned as a wife. So mom don't have to worry. Winar never took my breath away. I'm the one who's always troubling Mother's child," Dean spoke to Bu Sumi with a fluffy smile.

Dean tried hard to convince Sumi with his sincere gaze.

"Winar said, I will still accompany Yanto here. So this afternoon, can we go back to Mom's? I was a little worried about my wife's health. Forgive me for letting Winar return to Jambi alone. Yesterday night I was-"

Dean's words came to a halt, he felt his left hand being squeezed by the Wife.

It seems Winarsih thought that she would tell him about the reception last night. Understanding what his wife meant, Dean immediately connected his sentence, saying,

"Yesterday night I was busy, so I asked Novi who accompanied Winar to come here,"

"Yes, it's okay, kid. Mother also thanks Dean for taking care of Winar until it was that beautiful," Ms. Sumi turned to look at Winarsih who bent her face because she heard her mother's words just now.

Dean smiled happily at her in-laws.

Ryan had been in the car since then with a driver who had picked them up since arriving at the airport.

Novi has since allowed Dean to go to the hotel and rest. That woman hasn't changed clothes for a day.

It turns out that the distance of the hospital and residence Winarsih can not be said to be close. The car has been driving meandering past rows of shops, houses and plantations in turn for over an hour.

As Dean's hand reached out to poke Ryan's shoulder, the car slowly reduced its speed.

"We have arrived Sir," the hand of Winarsih who had been sitting on his own lap, now moved to gripping Dean's arm slowly.

The woman seemed to be very happy to be able to return to her home after such a long time.

Dean who always felt his wife was very minimal touch to him, always rustling every time Winarsih did a small touch.

Ryan got out of the car then walked to the back to get his boss' luggage out. And after putting all the things in front of the door of a very simple wooden house, Ryan immediately paid his respects to return to the hotel.

"Later if I need anything, I'll call you. During that time, you don't play far away," Dean let Ryan go with a series of warning sentences so that his secretary was still on stand by.

Upon arrival at the door, Winarsih just shifted the key that hooked just like that on the door and wall of the house. Without padlocks or anything of the sort.

Little wonder Dean immediately asked,

"Well not locked Win?"

"No sir, it was never locked. Yes, just like that" replied Winarsih.

"So all this time, the house was left with a door that was just so related?" ask Dean again to convince himself.

"Yes,"

"None said anything? there's no burping?"

"No one said, sir, because there is nothing to take here," said Winarsih relaxed as he dragged Dean's suitcase still staring at the key in front of the door.

"Let's go in sir, this is the house where your wife grew up. Mr. Dean must be at home here, because from now on I bear your life. So Mr. Dean should follow me," Winarsih smiled faintly as she said that.

Realizing his wife was already joking, Dean pulled his wife into a hug.

"Here, I kiss you first. I don't want my lips to forget how they feel,"

With the position still standing in front of the broken television and fully dressed to the shoes that had not been released, Dean had already kissed his wife.

The sky had just darkened when they arrived home, but Dean had yet to release his wife from the embrace.

His heart was happy not to be flabby when he felt the movement of Winarsih's lips which seemed to be more adept at dealing with his bites.

Until the moment the kiss came off, Dean was slightly panting staring around him.

"Oohh, okay. Where will we sleep?"

Winarsih smiled amusedly. As usual, Dean was always worried about their sleeping location.

The To Be Continued.....