LOVE WINARSIH

95. When the Storm Comes

Three weeks since the accident passed, but signs of a mysterious stabbing that had injured her husband have yet to be caught.

The last news she heard from Ryan's conversation to her husband was that the stabbingor was one of Dennis Atmaja's former employees.

Dennis Atmaja was an influential figure in the life of his ex-boyfriend, Disty.

Dennis Atmaja was also known as his business rival, Mr. Hartono. Although never blatantly noisy with his business opponents, but between their companies has long been a cold war.

For the problem of the perpetrator of the stabbing, Winarsih hesitated if she had to ask her husband directly. Moreover, Dean is always trying not to show problems or try to share the burden of thought to him.

It could be because Dean did not want to make him who was pregnant so dizzy thinking about the problem.

Every time Ryan meets or talks to Mr. Hartono, Dean's face always exudes a very serious look. It was very different when the man spoke to him.

Sometimes, there is also a desire that Dean can invite him to exchange ideas or share the burden, although it is less likely that he can help.

This past week, Winarsih observed Dean's health development is getting better and better. The wound on her husband's abdomen had closed perfectly even though it still looked reddish.

Winarsih told Ms Sumi that her husband had only had a minor traffic accident, excluding injuries due to stabbing. Now he was relieved to feel that he did not lie too much to his mother.

It was clear that his mother was very relieved when she said that Dean had returned to the office as usual.

After escaping from his wheelchair, Dean used an elbow crutch in his right hand as a walking aid. And although her husband's right hand was stuck in a stick like a senior, Dean was still very handsome in his eyes.

With a shirt rolled up to his right elbow and a perfectly tied tie, Dean is now fed by Ryan every time he leaves for office.

Knowing her husband's favorite dress up neatly despite being sick, Winarsih is very concerned about what her husband wears. He wanted to see Dean always look as charming as he was before he married her.

And until now, it's still like that. From a distance, when Dean was talking to others, Winarsih was still often amazed to see her husband. Dean was still able to make him flutter even from a distance.

Often he thought and tried to remember, since when he began to like the appearance of his former employer.

Her gestational age is now almost the ninth month. This made his body difficult to move. Although his legs did not swell, but his breathing was already very short. She could not if she had to walk far because the burden of her baby was getting felt down.

Winarsih's weight which was originally only 48 kg now, jumped to 70 kilos. Up 22 kilos from his original weight. This is quite unsettling to his heart.

While bathing and dressing, she often pegs her body shape in front of the glass. The shape of his arm, which was once small and slim, now looks full.

This morning, when he had just finished his bath and was looking at his reflection in the glass, Dean who had just woken up from his sleep walked over.

"Ngeliatin what? her stomach?" ask Dean to him.

'This arm, why is it this big?" winarsih muttered looking at his arm.

"That means, your child is in good health, Ms. Winar. I like it, you're getting better." Dean patted his body from behind and ran his thighs. Her husband's hand deliberately nudged the female part behind the towel.

"Make there. Workings. I'm going down to cook breakfast. Mr. Hartono today is at home, you are also quick down to let me eat breakfast. Ms. Amalia was not feeling well from yesterday," said Winarsih who moved to shift the closet door.

"Oh there's Papa?." Dean was still standing in front of the glass with his cane looking at Winarsih who was taking off the towel and wearing her underwear.

"Muter here Win. Do not be stingy lo," said Dean who asked his wife to turn to face him who had not moved.

For a few moments Dean who wore pajamas stood staring at his wife who was dressed. His eyes twinkled and Dean clenched his mouth smiling knots.

Until finally the smile disappeared instantly as Winarsih went outside the room and closed the door behind him.

At 06.30 am while Winarsih was scooping his nomenclature at the employee's dining table, he heard Mr. Lutfi speaking softly to Mba Tina who was standing outside the kitchen.

"Father hasn't left yet, still at the dinner table with Mr. Dean. Yes, Mr. Lutfi has come forward. Later if there are journalists who escaped can be dangerous," replied Tina.

Hearing Mba Tina's words, Winarsih could conclude that something was going on about her father-in-law. He hurriedly finished his meal and left his food marks just like that at the table going towards the dining room looking for Dean.

She saw her husband standing with his cane and walking limping towards the porch with his father.

I don't know what Mr. Hartono said to her husband, but then Mr. Hartono climbed his car followed by siren patwal and out of the fence with a little noise to get rid of journalists who blocked.

"Sir," call Winarsih to approach her husband.

"Win, I'm leaving right away. I have business to finish soon. There's a new problem Win," Dean looked at him.

"Yes, I know. Although I don't know what the real problem is. Be careful on the road, you haven't healed yet. I'm afraid that the perpetrator who hasn't caught up can come hurt Mr. Dean again."

Winarsih spoke while tidying up her husband's tie. He obviously can't ask Dean right now about the problems that have befallen Mr. Hartono. Dean's forehead had been frowning like he was thinking about something.

"Yes, I'll be careful. The one who stabbed me is still on the run to Riau. Papa's in trouble Win, so I think in the meantime I'll be safe. I'm going, you don't get tired. Our son is soon to be born. Even though things are in a mess like this, I want my family to be all right. Doain is Win." Dean's left hand pulled Winarsih into his arms.

Dean gave a warm hug with one of his hands that morning. A moment later, her husband was already hobbling down the stairs to a black sedan that Ryan was driving. The Range Rover is still in the workshop after it made it out of the Police Station.

Winarsih for a while stood looking at Dean's car that left the yard.

"Mom," call Novi who just approached Winarsih.

"Yes Nov?"

"It was on the top floor of Mba Tina again no fuss for Bu Amalia's room there was no answer from Dalem," Novi said.

"Let's look at Nov!" Winarsih half ran towards the big stairs.

"Don't run, ma'am!" novi followed him behind.

"No! call Satpam! hurry up and call Sattam!" exclaim Winarsih while climbing the stairs quickly.

Novi again turned towards the front door and called out Rojak's name.

Upon arrival at the door of Ms. Amalia's room, Mba Tina who was holding the tray still stood knocking on the door with an anxious face.

"Udah answered?" ask Winarsih.

"Not Win,"

"Attend wait for Mr. Rojak! uh that's Rojak already coming! Is this a quick break-in or is there a spare key?" asked Winarsih panicked while continuing to knock on her Mother-in-law's room which still did not give an answer.

Rojak ran down the stairs and came back a while later with a crowbar. Together they saw Rojak prying the door of his master's room.

After a long while, the door of the room finally opened. Winarsih and Novi rushed in. In an instant his gaze was pounded on the body of Amalia Bu who was lying face down in front of her bathroom.

"Sir Rojak!! help u!! call the others! help lift. To the Hospital!"

Winarsih and Novi turned around Bu Amalia's body which was almost the same temperature as the floor where she was. The woman's forehead was bleeding and her face was as white as cotton.

The To Be Continued.....

Sorry Slow Up... Kopdar XD author