LOVE WINARSIH

82. Dean's Jealousy Effect

When Disty came to Dean's house in the morning and caused the family to fuss, Winarsih obeyed her husband's desire not to go to the front room.

With all his ability to hold back curiosity, Winarsih tried to sit quietly hearing Dean yell at the woman he had been in love with.

At first Winarsih did not understand what happened between Dean and his ex-girlfriend. But over time, Winarsih increasingly understood what the woman's demands on her husband.

Winarsih did not mind anything about what had happened between her husband and the woman in the past. He just wants now that Dean, who will soon be a father, can live a quiet life.

Winarsih also did not want Dean too often argue and quarrel with his parents. Especially Miss Amalia. She was the woman who gave birth to her husband into this world.

He always remembered Mr. Padmo's message shortly before he died saying that the magnitude of a mother's anger, will not exceed the affection for her child.

Winarsih is very understanding of Bu Amalia's rejection of him. The old woman must have wanted Dean to have a wife who was as fit and level as he was. Until this point, Winarsih still often felt that he was not worthy enough for Dean.

Although, in their daily lives, Winarsih more and more loved her husband. The initial feeling that had only wanted his son to get a father, now slowly grew to want to have a full Dean.

And that morning, as the commotion in the vestibule disappeared from his hearing, Winarsih slowly moved into the vestibule. Faintly from the dining room he heard Bu Amalia who said that the old woman still could not accept him as a daughter-in-law.

Ms Amalia said she did not want to see him in the house crying. A mother who cries in front of her child must be because of something that hurt her so much.

Slowly his legs retreated and returned to the place where Dean had left him earlier. For a moment Winarsih felt that he was the cause of Dean being an unfilial child.

But seeing how Dean returned to the staff dining room and cried on his lap made Winarsih feel like she really had to be stronger than the man.

There's no way his heart wouldn't hurt hearing that. Sometimes Winarsih thought, what is the sin if born poor into this world?

With a rumbling chest, she tried to stay strong for the sake of her husband. All he needed to do now was fight as hard and confident as Dean.

He doesn't want to be a burden on Dean's mind. He has to trust Dean more than anyone in the world.

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And today, Dean who had a quick glance and saw himself talking to Irman seemed careless. Her usual cheerful face looked a little stiff.

Winarsih who never thought about the possibility of Dean jealous him so had time to think about it. Is Dean maybe jealous?

Dean who always looks amazingly confident is feeling impossible to be jealous.

It turned out that the possibility of Dean being jealous was indeed to be thought of Winarsih when her husband was pouting knowing he was watching a female toddler with his father.

Dean who never let go of his hand anywhere. Even as they sat on the couch waiting for Doctor's line, Dean squeezed the maleness using his clasped hands.

Although surprised, Winarsih was amused by Dean's behavior which was always unexpected.

The arrogant and gluttonous son of his master is now acting like a spoiled and naughty boy when with him.

Until the moment they arrived in the room, Dean who was still cranky said about him who was insensitive alias do not understand the wishes of her husband.

Although sometimes have to follow what her husband wants slowly, but Winarsih never mind.

Every touch Dean made to her always allowed her to leave the earth for a moment.

Maybe Dean thought he was doing it just to carry out his duties as a wife.

In fact, they could both want it just as much.

Dean was a husband who far exceeded his expectations all along as a woman born and raised in the village.

The handsome Dean, with his long legs and nice skin color always made him fall in love every morning.

Dean squeezed his chest which instantly made his nape bristling. The top of her chest tightened as if waiting for the lips of her husband who always stayed there.

But Dean pulled him to sit on the edge of the bed. With eyes that looked at him softly, Dean released the towel that had since closed the maleness.

"Win--" shouts Dean at him. Winarsih's eyes are treated to something she often misses since her pregnancy is getting bigger.

Now Winarsih understands what Dean wants. Moreover, her husband held her head and pointed her mouth at that thing.

A moment later Winarsih felt the warm object tightening perfectly in her mouth. Dean's groans whose hands had scooped all over his hair and guided his head back and forth also made him feel wet very quickly.

His breath that began to feel tight because of his pregnancy, increasingly felt hunting.

"Yes Win, that's it. Cute," shouts Dean on the sidelines of his moans. Her other husband's hand was busy massaging her chest many times. From gentle massage, to massage that is almost called grip.

"Look at me Win," Dean asked him to look up. And Winarsih directly looked at the face of her husband who was panting with his mouth half opened enjoying the warmth of his mouth.

"You're so hot, Ms. Winar" muttered Dean as she rubbed Winarsih's lips that were still crammed with property owned by her husband.

Then Dean pulled Winarsih's hand to stand up and turn her back. Dean's hand rubbed his large belly from behind until it came down and buried his finger down there.

Dean's body parts were already challenging and stuck to him behind the body.

Dean further buried his fingers down there to make his body upright imperfect.

Dean's left arm that scooped his entire chest and his right hand that guerrilla in the sensitive part made breathing and body movements become uncontrollable.

"I don't like it when you're seen by other men" whispered Dean, advancing until his knees hit the side of the bed.

"I always have to be a mastiin if only I can do this for you Win." Dean made his body bend and hold on to the surface of the bed.

It was almost midnight when Dean entered his body with their bodies still standing.

The sighs and screeches escaped from his mouth. Dean swung behind his body while occasionally wiping the female part that had been completely wet.

"Have Win?" dean asked in his breath hunting. Questions that are difficult to answer because of the pleasure they feel almost to the top.

"Pak-" cried Winarsih gripped Dean's left hand that was squeezing his chest. His body twitched and his legs became even tighter.

"Bu Winar already dapet, I do not clamped dong Bu Winar." Dean chuckled while confirming the location of his establishment.

"In a moment ya-" muttered Dean back swinging his body.

Moments later her husband's movements accelerated and Dean moved to hit her repeatedly while gripping her hip.

Winarsih felt her husband's assets vomit several times in her body.

"Enak Win-" Dean took off the object and twisted his body.

Her husband sipped both tops of her chest and stayed there for a while until it felt a little sore.

Dean's favorite activity is not knowing how it will be if they have had a baby and her husband must share.

Dean, the youngest child who is basically spoiled, sometimes looks just as adorable as a baby to Winarsih.

The To Be Continued.....