LOVE WINARSIH

80. Dean Sachet

Dean glanced at the clock on his wrist many times. The sky is completely dark. Dean had asked Novi to register Winarsih's name beforehand so that they no longer needed to wait in line for long considering dr. Azizah at P Kebayoran Baru Hospital always boomed.

When arriving in front of the terrace of the house, the car that used to drive Mr. Hartono also appeared parked there. Her father had just arrived home, too.

Dean had just got out of the car to pick up his wife inside when he saw Irman talking to Winarsih under the front door goal.

With a slight dislike of his face, Dean approached his wife. Irman looked a little backwards then nodded to Dean.

"It's done, right? yuk left immediately," Dean asked as he extended his hand to Winarsih. The man replied to Irman's nod with a flat face.

"I'll excuse you first Mas" Winarsih told Irman.

"Let's go ma'am," Irman nodded.

Dean took Winarsih's hand and led her to open the car door.

"Have you waited a long time for me there?" dean asked Winarsih.

"New aja. Let Mr. Dean not bother to go up again," replied Winarsih.

"Si Irman's been there a long time?" ask Dean.

"Newly, Mr. Hartono has just arrived." Winarsih looked towards her husband. A little surprised by the question asked by her husband.

The car is moving towards the Kebayoran Baru area. And Dean drives in silence.

"Sir Dean why?" ask Winarsih who still does not understand.

"It's okay. Why why?" Dean asked back.

"Sir Dean doesn't like it when I talk to Irman?" tanya Winarsih held the hand of her husband who was resting on the gear stick.

"No, it's ordinary. There's-there's a Bu Winar," replied Dean chuckled for a moment and then went back to silence.

"Oo, I think Mr. Dean is jealous of Irman" Winarsih said.

"Jealous? same Irman? that's not possible" Dean said.

Winarsih looked back at her husband's face which looked a little stiff that night.

Cars continue to creep through Jakarta's city congestion in the crowded hours of traffic ending business hours.

Nearly an hour into the drive, Dean parked his car in a park in front of the hospital's polyclinic building.

"Yuk" Dean asked, pocketing his phone and getting out of the car. Half ran the man around the car to help Winarsih whose stomach was getting bigger.

That night Winarsih wore a black short-sleeved dress that intersected A from under her arm.

The color of the dress covers the size of her stomach which despite her gestation age of 7 months but people will believe Winarsih is waiting for the day. Dean's baby seems to be growing very healthy in the womb.

"Bu Winarsih's turn after the next two patients yes Ma'am," said a nurse who immediately approached them when they just arrived in the hallway of Specialist Doctors.

"Yes, thank you, Sus," replied Dean holding his wife sitting on a sofa parallel to the entrance to dr. Aziziah.

Dean who was sitting on the left side moved Winarsih's hand to his left hand, and his right hand was busy reaching for the phone in his pocket.

His gaze was pounded with a cell phone in his hand, and Winarsih was sitting casually looking at the sight of the health worker passing by in front of them.

Then Winarsih's view was pounded with a female toddler who was about 3 years old who was running after someone.

"Dad," call the girl's toddler.

"Eh my father's son has come. Which mama?" ask the tall man wearing the blue operating uniform complete with his hat.

"That's Mama-" said the toddler who pointed to a woman who was walking up to them.

"Where park?" ask the man to the figure of the woman who is his wife.

"Titip car keys with Mr. Arif just now. He's the one who's parked" replied the woman.

The man then crouched down to talk to his daughter.

"Where are you going to eat tonight?" ask the toddler.

"Eat what ya-" replied the toddler twitching his eyes.

Winarsih who saw that smiled. It was a very beautiful sight for him. The shadow of Mr. Padmo who often asked him similar things used to come to memory.

"That's why tonight we're eating at Dad's favorite restaurant huh? Alya wants?" ask the Toddler's Dad.

"You-want," replied the toddler.

"Mama eat udon again dong kalo. Mama doesn't like sushi" replied the woman near them pouting.

"drs. Firzah!! before returning home, sign the report of the results of the operation. Today we're done, aren't we, Doc?" a nurse from a distance.

"Udah! my schedule is abis. Get me there!" the doctor replied the man.

"Yuk Shen, Brother sign the report first before turning back. Come on-ayo, Daddy's son is carried away." The doctor then removed his son in a sling and the woman who turned out to be his wife followed next door.

Winarsih smiled and waved at the female toddler who turned to look at her waving her hand.

"What are you looking at? That doctor, huh? handsome huh? the guy in the uniform is more handsome. But I'm also handsome to Win if I wear a lawyer uniform in court." Dean looked at his wife as if to reassure her words.

Winarsih turned amusedly to her husband who had been so careless since.

"I saw her daughter, funny sir. It's beautiful" replied Winarsih.

"Ntar was born Dean this sachet, we immediately make Winar sachet. You must have a daughter from me. Let's not have to look at other people's children," replied Dean increasingly pulled his wife's hand until almost at the base of his thigh.

"Yes," replied Winarsih increasingly smiling amusedly.

"Sir Dean does not wear a uniform is also handsome. I like it," replied Winarsih staring at her husband's face from the side.

Dean's hair that fell that night touching his black eyebrows looks very fitting coupled with the skin of his face that is not stained.

Winarsih realized that she had secretly admired that face since arriving at the Hartono Family home.

"More handsome again if you don't use anything, right Win?" dean's lyrics then crumple Winarsih's hand over her pride object.

Winarsih glared and Dean laughed happily at his wife's face.

"Bu Winarsih can already go inside," call the nurse.

Winarsih has been lying on the check bed and dr. Azizah is directing the USG camera around her stomach.

"The baby's already big enough, Mr. Dean. Almost 1.3 kilograms. Judging from the size of the legs and head circumference, the baby is including length. Healthy, all normal. His nose is so sharp, from this side it's too tired." Dr. Azizah clicked the screen then printed the USG photo sheet.

"The plan wants a normal hand, right?" ask dr. Azizah on Winarsih.

"Yes Doc, I want a normal body" replied Winarsih.

Dean who was proud to hear the condition of the baby, then looked confused at dr. Aziziah.

"Those who don't hurt Doc. That is quick and painless" replied Dean grimacing.

Doctor Azizah laughed.

"Bu Winarsih's condition is very healthy, I recommend it for normal people," said Dr. Azizah back to sit behind her desk.

A nurse helped clean up the rest of the USG gel and helped Winarsih get out of bed.

Moments later, Winarsih had again sat down next to Dean facing dr. Azizah was writing the recipe on a piece of paper.

"This is the recipe for vitamins, yes, I give vitamin E also so that the skin of Bu Winarsih remains good. In about two months, I've been able to meet the baby." Doctor Azizah tore the paper and handed it to Dean.

"Two more months, Doc, there should be a lot of capital and preparation for my dong" said Dean. Doctor Azizah smiled at Dean's words.

"Win, two months Win," said Dean looking at the USG photo and embracing his wife in the hallway a moment later.

"Why Sir?" ask Winarsih.

"I can't wait for the birth of Dean Sachet, he must be handsome like his father. But I was also worried about my fate two months later." Dean looked back at the USG photo in front of his face.

"Why indeed?" ask Winarsih who does not understand.

"I think I should have more to equip you with new knowledge Win," Dean said.

"We eat first, we go straight home. I'm a miss again. Yeah-ya-? ma'am Winar's stomach is getting bigger this makes me more nervous." Dean, who was embracing Winarsih's shoulder, pulled her body and kissed her cheek repeatedly.

Winarsih laughed because of her husband's behavior.

"Yes-" replied Winarsih still with a laugh.

"Two times?" asked Dean who kissed her cheek again.

"Yes-" replied Winarsih laughing.

"Come-ayo-Mu Winar eats a lot." Dean grabbed his wife's shoulder and her hand ruffled the woman's hair.

Not far from where Dean and Winarsih were laughing, Disty who that night was immediately asked by Dennis Atmaja to meet one of the Obstetricians saw and heard the husband and wife conversation with a hateful gaze.

The To Be Continued.....

PS. Dr's story. Firza can be snooped at Stranger From Nowhere (1) yes :p