LOVE WINARSIH

7. Sundays

Winarsih washes the leftover dishes of the former lunch with abundant dishes that were all eaten only a little by their host. After the host had eaten, Mbah asked Tina to arrange all the leftover side dishes on the staff room kitchen table so that everyone could eat right away.

But Winarsih felt the responsibility of leaving the dishwasher a little more.

Tina said earlier, Mr. Hartono again quarreled with Dean.

The one who heard was silent. While Winarsih keceplosan by directly asking Tina, "Why else Ma'am?"

Mba Tina answered not knowing because she could not hear the whole conversation.

Tina once said that every time Mr. Hartono was at home, Dean was rarely seen. Turns out this is the cause.

Shortly after Winarsih finished the dishwasher, he headed to the staff dining room next to the main kitchen.

Still trying to put his rice in his mouth, Rojak said someone called and looked for him.

Winarsih got up to wash her hands and hurriedly went to the employee telephone table which was located right in front of Mbah's room.

"Win, it's Sunday night, I'll be there, okay?" The voice of the man she knew as Utomo immediately spoke as Winarsih just said 'hello'.

"Yes, about 8 o'clock. I finished my work at that hour," replied Winarsih.

After agreeing and agreeing to their meeting hours later, Winarsih again rushed to the dining room to continue filling her stomach.

Cooking various types of dishes alone turned out to be very tiring and made himself hungry.

Ah, hopefully Mr. Hartono likes the Jambi fish gulai that he made earlier, thought Winarsih.

*****

Winarsih did not bring a lot of clothes when leaving for the city.

Three pairs of his best clothes that Winarsih used to only use to important events in his village, had been used up for daily work clothes at the home of Mr. Hartono.

There was no way Winarsih was wearing the old shorts of her father's trousers that were scissored to work in the mansion.

As a result, Winarsih's clothes are almost just that. As soon as one pair of dirty clothes, Winarsih immediately washed it and attached it to a small clothesline located in front of the door of his room.

Winarsih's room is really located in the most left-wing corner of the house. The room is just directly adjacent to the parking location of luxury cars owned by Mr. Hartono. Until Winarsih does not need to worry if someone sees her clothes in front of the room.

After all, the lush yellow bamboo plant that was trimmed flat and separated the path between the garage and the pool also protected the appearance of the room.

Although Tina said the room was creepy because it was located at the very back, Winarsih did not care.

He really liked that room. Winarsih told Tina that there are no scary ghosts in this world. The creepiest thing was a hungry stomach but not having the money to fill it.

Although Tina laughed heartily at Winarsih's words, but she knew that in her heart, she must have acknowledged the truth of her words.

So busy and crowded working as a housekeeper, Winarsih almost forgot about Sunday night. After the late lunch, Winarsih rushed to the room to choose the clothes she would wear later that night to meet Utomo.

*****

"Fiiuhh... There's nothing else. All I've been wearing is this" Winarsih holds one of the blue skirts.

They just finished cleaning the dinner table for the rest of Pak Hartono and Bu Amalia's dinner. Dean tonight didn't show his nose. Winarsih did not want to bother about that.

Mbah said they were able to return to their respective rooms because the evening kitchen work hours had been completed. Winarsih can't wait to meet Utomo.

Since arriving in Jakarta and working full time for almost two weeks, he has never seen the city of Jakarta which he said was very busy at night.

"Am I wearing this one again?" Winarsih holds a pair of clothes she wore when she first arrived in Jakarta.

After feeling confident that he had no other choice, Winarsih headed to the bathroom to clean up again.

Although this afternoon he had taken a bath, still overnight that week he had to smell fresh soap.

*****

"Wins.... It's winar....!" Utomo's voice was heard calling out to him from outside the room.

Winarsih who was applying a thin pink lipstick to her lips was surprised to hear Utomo who had suddenly arrived in front of the room.

"Loh Mas, how can I enter here with Mr Rojak?" asked Winarsih astonished after opening the room door and saw Utomo was neat and fragrant as fragrant as a cheap perfume seed.

"Yes, I said just pick you up for a minute. We're going out again." Utomo smiled as she looked at Winarsih who looked fresh and beautiful that night.

"Yes, we're just leaving. I'll grab my bag for a second, Mas...." Winarsih was about to enter the room.

"Eh wait for Win" said Utomo holding his lover's arm.

"Yes Mas?"

"I miss."

"Trus?" tanya Winarsih did not understand.

"Go to your room for a minute? I want to kiss you" Utomo blushed.

Given the unpleasant incident about the former postal cottage, Winarsih immediately shook his head.

"Not Mas. Don't ah. I don't dare. It's at work. You could say this is my office. I don't want people to think it's weird. I've only been working for two weeks but have dared to put a man in my room" declined Winarsih.

"Just win, just kiss." Utomo brought his body close to the chest of the woman.

Utomo who wore black-and-white checkered shirt and black material pants seemed to begin to pull out the style of my eyes that had been memorized by Winarsih.

"No. We go straight away. I'm going to see Monas Mas!" Winarsih pulled her arm to go inside taking the bag.

"That's all it can do." Utomo attached his body to Winarsih's body which was still standing in front of the door. The woman took a step back to slightly dodge, but Utomo's deft hand was already on her butt.

His thin skirt could feel that Utomo's hand was starting to try to grab him.

"Oh my mom, I'm in first. My bag is still inside."

"Win...." Utomo stepped forward.

"Hey!! It's a nice guy's house, if you want to make it no, not here. The whole house can fuck!" Dean's voice that Winarsih was very familiar with while cursing was suddenly clearly heard from the side of the yellow bamboo plant.

Under the dim light of the lights coming from the swimming pool, Winarsih saw his master's son staring intently and disliked towards Utomo.

The To Be Continued.....

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