LOVE WINARSIH

89. Like a Baby

"This shoulder surgery can heal in a few days. At most two weeks use a buffer. But if to recover completely it usually can be up to 3-4 months," said Orthopedic Doctor who was visiting the morning Dean's room.

The Orthopedic doctor was trying to move Dean's left shoulder. The shoulder still looks very swollen. Winarsih who was standing on Dean's right side was seen grimacing when she saw the Doctor doing that to her husband.

"If for a tibia or shin fracture this is actually not a new fracture yes, this is an old fracture that re-shifted. The original if the fracture can be up to 4-6 months. But for Mr. Dean's case, I think 2 months can already run without a buffer. Even faster. Later can be helped the process of physiotherapy," explained Orthopedic Doctor earlier.

Entering the third day, Dean's condition looked much fresher. The surgeon said he would open Dean's sutures on day seven if the wound was completely closed.

"And I told you that your husband is mighty from there, Mom," Dean told Winarsih as the Doctor left the room.

"Yes still can not walk now, still have a lot of rest sir. You can't move much first" replied Winarsih looking at her husband's feet.

Dean pouted, "but it's been almost 4 days Win."

"Yes, 4 days in the hospital. But the situation is getting better, anyway have to rest a lot" said Winarsih half-nagging because Dean who is careless is unclear.

"Change clothes first yes," Pinta Winarsih while holding a pair of patient uniforms that have just been delivered to the room.

"In the bathroom, Win, all of you." Dean rubbed his wife's stomach.

"All right?" asked Winarsih with a confused look.

"Oh Miss Winar," complained Dean sullenly.

Dean, who insisted that no one else was in the room, always asked Ryan or Novi to leave the nursery early in the morning and late in the afternoon.

Ms. Amalia, who heard that Dean had recovered, did not visit her son. The woman got a report from Ryan saying that Dean did not want to be left behind for a moment by his wife.

Winarsih was pushing a wheelchair closer to the left side of Dean's bed so that the man could move his left leg first to rest.

Suddenly the door of his ward opened, and,

"THE SURVEY!!" shouted Toni, Sky and Rio in the doorway.

Dean who had had a plan of completing his desire for a moment more, immediately let out a long sigh when he saw Genk Duda Akut appear in the doorway.

The sky who was also a newlywed, came with her hands hugging a large bouquet of colorful flowers wrapped in paper and a splashy ribbon of striking color.

Toni appeared at the door holding the knot of threads of many colorful balloons while laughing.

And Rio, holding a big box of objects that look like cake.

"How are you, Lawyer? how's he doing?" greet the sky who immediately put a bouquet of flowers on the body of Dean who is now back leaning on the head of the bed.

"Lu had to look at these balloons before going to bed so as not to overthink," Toni said, tying a balloon thread to Dean's head.

"This is a lot of cake for the snacks of Mr. Lawyer and mistress who certainly need more nutrition to care for her husband," said Rio handed a large box of cake to Winarsih.

Rio saw Winarsih who was walking towards the sofa leaving all of them near her husband.

"Udah very pregnant your wife, already the next day huh?" rio asked back a glance towards Winarsih.

"Belom, about two months away," replied Dean.

"Udah big, if pregnant as much as a cave bini usual mo lahiran." Rio sat at the foot of Dean's bed.

"Different seedlings bro! this seeds superior express. As soon as he met the ovaries, he immediately did not hesitate to grow and develop," replied Dean chuckled.

"Proud you're not!" Toni nudged Dean's shoulder.

"Shit!" maki Dean grimaces.

"But seriously, pregnant wife lu emang gede. Be healthy with your wife's ama son until lahiran." The more fatherly Rio conveyed his hope.

"Yes, the baby is so big in Dalem. Fertile mother and baby. By the way, Amin. Sengkyu Papa Rio's prayer," said Dean grinned.

"Lu fast dong De? your wife is heavily pregnant, Lu's condition is like this," said Sky smiled meaningfully.

"New Gua just want to break the fast before the three of you come here to disturb us" Dean said.

"Duuuhhh.. productive very Mr. Dean!" sky Taunts.

"By the way De, this is your right leg that was broken in an accident back home, right?" tanya Toni was holding the tip of Dean's foot cast.

"True love is so De, until you find a former kayak gini. Each of your legs is sore, you must want it Ara," continued Toni again.

"Mouth lu-mouth lu, bini cave sitting there. He doesn't know anything about it. Do not because of your mouth, the schedule of the cave is broken," Dean murmured as he threw a glance at Winarsih who had seen had turned his head when Toni spoke.

"Say the prestige if it is very similar bini. But the cave called Ara's name, immediately pale you." Toni laughed out loud.

Dean put on an expression as if he wanted to smother his best friend's mouth. Dean's gaze was agitated, staring alternately at his friends and Winarsih who was sitting on the sofa holding his cellphone.

"Nobody's working this morning?" ask Dean at last.

"Jeez De, what a sadist. We're late just to see you here. This morning the cave is not yes-iyain bini cave because you want to rush you. Sampe here the welcome is very cold because you can not wait to break the fast," Sky said in a mocking tone.

"Oh yeah, we're back. Yuk Ton, Lang! Dean sir wants to break the fast!" Rio laughingly groped the arms of his two best friends towards the door to go outside.

Dean stared intently at his three best friends and said "get out!*" noise.

(*hum!)

"Win, let me get tired of changing clothes." Dean stepped on his healthy left foot to trace the floor. Half-running Winarsih approached him from the direction of the sofa.

"You don't run, my son will be dizzy in the dalem. Quite a dizzy father outside," said Dean who held on to the side of the bed and focused his weight on the left leg.

Winarsih moved the wheelchair closer to Dean, who slowly moved her body.

"Ouch-" Dean groaned as he had managed to sit on the chair. Winarsih swiftly took out a change of clothes and placed it on the lap of her husband.

As usual Winarsih opened the hospital patient's uniform slowly, to avoid movement on Dean's shoulder.

After releasing her husband's superior, Dean again stood resting on one leg to make it easier for Winarsih to release the hospital uniform subordinates.

When Winarsih had successfully passed all of Dean's subordinates, the man looked at his wife who was folding her dirty clothes.

Winarsih prepared a washlap to begin wetting her husband's body.

"Win," call Dean.

"Hmm," said Winarsih still lowered his head to squeeze his washlap

"Aren't you going to win? I want to," Dean said looking at the lower part of his body that had begun to straighten.

"Today you are the one" Dean stopped looking at his wife's face looking up at him.

Dean really hoped his wife understood what he meant.

"But then what will someone do?" tanya Winarsih plain.

"And I haven't had that for a long time, I'm sure. Just once, do not double Bu Win. You peg-" Dean closed his eyes. He felt his wife's mouth down there.

"Bu Win, you're getting pinter." Dean glanced at his pregnant old wife squatting down there.

"Okay, nice Win. But my feet are pegels, aren't you pegels? if you squat that way, my son doesn't clamp Win?" ask Dean fussy.

"I can't stand Win, less if you just," Dean said again.

Winarsih who was immersed in her activities, pulled her face to look at Dean.

"So?" winarsih asked confused by her husband's increasingly absurd will.

"I'll sit down, Ms. Winar is open too. Just a moment, it's already going on." Dean slowly sat back in his wheelchair.

"Later someone comes in sir, embarrassed ah. This was also a definite hurry," Winarsih protest who had rarely voiced her head.

"You know what if I was in the middle of the road like this? I can't unbutton your shirt, bukain dong. I was so sorry to hear that," Dean whispered to his wife.

Winarsih wet her lips many times due to nervousness. Her concentration was torn between the entrance that was opposite the bathroom and her real passion being the same as her husband.

In a hurry Winarsih took off her shirt button until Dean immediately pulled the chest wrapper to get closer to her face.

Like a baby who has just found his favorite object, for a while Dean sipped the top of his wife's chest.

A few nights not seeing it made his desire even more unbearable.

"Would he open his subordinates?" ask Dean again. Winarsih was actually embarrassed every time she heard her husband's question that was unshackled.

"Udah" he answered slowly.

"Here's Win." With one hand Dean twisted Winarsih's body to sit on her lap slowly.

"Oh Win, that's delicious. But my stomach hurts" Dean said again.

"That's right! Mr. giman-" Winarsih was silent because Dean's fingers had rubbed his femininity.

"Aided by the movement of dong Bu Win, your husband again can not" whispered Dean in Winarsih's ear.

Dean closed his eyes as Winarsih who had started memorizing his movements had moved up and down. The wheelchair they were riding on creaked each time Winarsih focused her entire body.

"A little more dear" cried Dean, whose breath began to gasp. His right hand kept moving between twisting the top of his wife's chest and massaging the sensitive part of the woman.

Without realizing Winarsih, his breath had already begun to hunt, his concentration was now fully gushed on the object that was entering his body.

"I'd like to get Win, '" whispered Dean. As Dean's finger massage grew more and more rowdy down there, weak groans sounded from them almost simultaneously.

Dean pressed his forehead against Winarsih's back.

"A lot of Win. I actually broke my fast like that. Here you hold me. I want to kiss it-" Dean asked to raise his wife's arm to stand up.

Dean drowned again with his activity sipping Winarsih's chest long enough. The mouthful of her husband's lips made a very clear clucking sound.

Until suddenly, though,

CZECHLEKK

There were several pairs of footsteps entering the hospital room.

"Dee! again where?" call Mr. Hartono.

Winarsih's eyes widened pulling her chest from Dean's face. Dean's lightning-fast hand held his wife's hand.

"Toilet Pa!" answer Dean.

"Where's wife?"

"It's the same court Dean" replied the relaxed Dean whose face was still staring at the top of his wife's chest.

Winarsih closed her mouth tightly with both hands as if afraid of her breath being heard by one of the country's Ministers.

"It's healed! go Man! it's kind of nice that I stopped by here early in the morning" said Mr. Hartono who seemed to come with Irman.

Dean who raised his eyebrows once towards Winarsih again pulled the body of his wife. Slightly upset, Winarsih hit her husband's shoulder slowly which was still cast.

The To Be Continued.....