LOVE WINARSIH

72. Where Are You (2)

"Mama seems to have forgotten? the house was given in the name of Dean Ma. And the day after marrying Winarsih, Dean gave all of what Dean had to Dean's wife. So Ma, this house belongs to Winarsih. He deserves to live here more than anyone. Us included. Sorry Dean Ma,"

Dean dragged his steps away from Bu Amalia who was dumbstruck to hear Dean's words just now.

"Mama's not done talking Dean!! Dean!!" Ms. Amalia kept shouting at Dean who came into her room and slammed the door.

Arriving in the room, Dean threw away his suitcase and dropped himself on the bed.

"I just got home, Win. What are you doing again?" It's okay, but Dean misses his wife.

"Papa? Oh ada. Just came back from out of town. Have met. Papa's healthy. Have you eaten?"

"Mama? My mom is healthy too. All is well. What time is Yanto's operating schedule?"

"I've eaten. Very much indeed. Eat Sop Iga. Mbah the cook," replied Dean lying. Even though since arriving in Jakarta, he had not even had time to drink a glass of water.

"You don't get tired of ya-ntar I follow you again to there if the business here is already runny. Uh-Win, there's a phone coming in. I'll close first, honey. I'm on the phone again. Take care of my son Win,"

Dean ends the conversation with his wife and answers an incoming call that turns out to be from Ryan.

"Yes? where is Yan? same who? which one is the friend? Ntar Malem is a susulin cave directly to its location. You go back home. Don't go to the office. Many journalists. The cave is okay. Was Yan wet, afraid of what else was the cave?"

Dean pulled and took a long breath. The phone call just now was from Ryan who had just gotten information about Disty's approximate whereabouts.

After spreading Dean's video to reporters, the man guessed, Disty must have been hiding for a while for the news to blow up perfectly.

Ryan said that tonight, most likely Disty will attend a party at a nightclub located on the outskirts of Jakarta.

Although the news was still 'maybe', Dean would not waste his chance to come to the woman.

It was 15:00 and his stomach showed no signs of hunger. He planned to leave the house after the magrib.

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At 17:00 Yanto was pushed into the operating room. Winarsih drove her sister to the front door of the operating room while trying to contact Dean.

But despite waiting three calls, Dean never answered.

After looking at the clock, Winarsih assumed that her husband might be sleeping due to exhaustion.

Ordinary Central Defect (VSD) surgery takes almost 6 hours. Although the doctor said, the operation was not classified as a dangerous operation, but still the operation has risks.

At 20:00 p.m., Winarsih sat in the operating room with her mother. Novi sat not far from them as his hand continued to type something on his phone.

The operation was declared to start at 18:00 exactly earlier. And now it has been past two hours Yanto is struggling in the operating room.

Time seemed to run very long for Winarsih. His usual stomach is very easy to feel hungry, now feels full. Although his face looked calm, but actually, Winarsih was worried.

At exactly 21:00, his phone vibrated. With a sleepy and tired face, Winarsih answered Dean's call.

"Sir Dean where? sleep huh? this afternoon I called,"

"It has. I've eaten. Yanto is still inside. There's Mom and Novi here" Winarsih replied to Dean's question about his sister and mother.

"Sir Dean, where else-?" ask Winarsih. It was the first time she asked where her husband was.

During this time, Winarsih always hesitated to ask where, and what her husband was doing.

"Who's home? in which room?" ask Winarsih again.

This time she was really fussy wanting to know the whereabouts of her husband. So when Dean said he was in Mr. Hartono's office, Winarsih was relieved.

It's either because of hormones during her pregnancy, but when Dean wasn't around, her mind didn't calm down. Like there is less.

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At 18:00 Dean had just woken up from his sleep. Feeling late, Dean rushed to the bathroom.

He can't be late for the club where Disty is going to party tonight. Before confirming that the woman was indeed there, she had to wait in the parking lot, where she could keep an eye on the entrance of the club.

Dean did not want to invite Ryan to his business about Disty this time. Even though Ryan insisted, Dean did not want his commotion with the woman to be seen by others. Even by his own secretary.

At 20:00 less than a quarter Dean arrived at the courtyard of a hotel, after twice going outside, he finally got a strategic parking lot.

After pressing the car breaker button, Dean picked up his phone. He saw two missed calls from his wife at 5 p.m.

Dean called his wife.

That night, Winarsih was a little different. His wife asked him many times about his whereabouts. Winarsih has never been like that before.

His wife said that Yanto's operation was ongoing. It will probably finish at midnight.

After assuring Winarsih that he was in his papa's office, his wife sounded a little relieved when she ended the conversation.

It had been more than 1 hour Dean was in the car with the engine running, but there had been no signs of Disty coming to the place.

"Yan, are you sure this place is? who's got info?" dean asked when he called Ryan on his phone.

"Which "win? an office? oh, aye. Inget cave. Yes, the cave wait a little longer. Who knows if it's-" Dean's words stopped.

His eyes looked at a black sedan he had given to Disty as a birthday present appearing to enter the hotel grounds.

"Eh Yan, yes. The cave squirms he just came. The cave closes first. Ntar kabarin cave. Lu don't call the cave first, until the cave calls you," Dean hurriedly ended his conversation.

Dean was in a basement where the club entrance was visible not far from the parking lot.

While making sure that Disty had entered the room, Dean turned off the car engine and walked slowly after the woman.

While stepping into the club, Dean was greeted with music stomping and a room that was almost without light.

Long enough he adjusted the view in the room. And as his eyes caught a familiar figure, Dean sped up his footsteps to shorten the distance with Disty.

Disty continued to walk through the sea of humans wet by the sweat, washed away by the rhythm and intoxicated by alcohol.

From a distance, Dean saw Disty's footsteps as if he was passing through a road that many holes.

It turned out that the woman had been drunk since arriving.

"Dis!!" call Dean.

Disty looked back. Now they are in a dark hallway which left right is the KTV room range.

"Dean my husband-I miss-" Disty spread out her hands as she watched Dean approach.

"Not to hang out! you're intoxicated. I'm here so you just want the name, when do you want to get out of my house? or do I need to get all your stuff out on the street?" ask Dean without further ado.

"I said I miss you Dean. I have to give the videos to journalists to make you return as soon as possible to Jakarta. What are you doing in those villages? if your maid runs away, let her go where she came from. He never fits you Dean, ever," said Disty with eyes that had withered with alcohol.

Dean gripped Disty in the face with one hand, "Never call a maid. She is my legal wife. You're a nobody. Don't ever come back to my house or-"

"Or what? don't forget I can destroy that Hartono right now. If I can't have you, Dean, nobody else can either. Let go of your hands now," Disty brushed Dean's hand off. Then turn around and open one of the KTV doors which turns out to be the destination room.

The woman walked in such a hurry that Dean had to come into the room and grab her hand.

"Women like you never know how to appreciate others" whispered Dean in Disty's ear still clutching her hand.

"Please me! what are you doing here? you should have met the reporters who had been gathered in front of your office since last night" heed Disty tried to shake Dean's hand.

"Never go back to my house!"

"But your mother still loves me Dean. To Ms. Amalia, I am her daughter-in-law. Not your maid. Be aware Dean, you're dreaming too much of that poor drama,"

"I promise Dis, my own hand will throw you out of my house. Wait a minute," Dean's emotion blew the woman's hand.

"Guys.. recognize this is Dean Danawira Hartono, my husband," Disty took a cocktail glass and drank it.

Some men who were already heavily intoxicated by alcohol and drugs simply lifted their drinks towards Disty as a condition of their toast or introduction to Dean.

"You've managed to impregnate your maid. What if tonight, you try it with me? I want a child from you. Our son must be beautiful and not kampungan," Disty laughed out loud.

"My wife once said that I'm better suited to wearing something clean. So I definitely won't be suitable to wear you!" cynical Dean.

"Shoppers!!" maki Disty's.

Suddenly the KTV room that was completely dark lit up.

"All please be quiet in their own place. No one moves to throw away or save something. Both hands must be seen,"

Dean's eyes blinked looking around which turned out to be very chaotic.

Trooper. A dozen police drug units are in the room. Several policewomen appeared to approach several women who were dressed almost half naked.

"This is my husband. I came here with my husband" Disty hugged his arm in a standing manner that could not hide his drunken condition.

Dean closed his eyes.

"Win, I'm kangen-" she whispered inwardly.

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Almost midnight, Yanto's operation has not been completed. Achy winarsih had been sitting for hours deciding to take a walk to the ground floor to buy mineral water.

Novi had fallen asleep by leaning against the wall next to her mother.

When arriving at the hospital lobby located a beverage sales machine. His ears caught the sound of the television playing slowly but it sounded very clearly in the almost empty room.

The reporter had just mentioned something he often heard.

Slowly Winarsih's feet approached the television that was playing a HEADLINE NEWS.

The Owner of The Danawira Law Firm Nets Razia Drugs With Her Wife at A Night Club.

His eyes could hardly believe what was written on the television screen.

But when he saw the back of a tall man he knew was walking next to a woman, Winarsih's heart stopped instantly.

The To Be Continued.....

Please leave a trace of gaesss...

So that I can remember you, please,

Not just passing through.