LOVE WINARSIH

97. Heartrest

That day Dean had completed his plea dossier for the case of allegations of illegal land grabs by Hartono Coil in Kalimantan.

After remembering, weighing and deciding, Dean finally took the case of illegal land grab by Hartono Coil Mining Company in Kalimantan as one important thing that must be resolved first.

Simply put, the exposure is, the Hartono Coil Mining Company is alleged to have seized land owned by residents by force with improper compensation decades ago.

Mr. Hartono, who now serves as Minister, is accused of using his power to cover it up and authorize the land to belong to his company.

The mining company Pak Hartono is also accused of conducting transactions with illegal companies that monopolize mining products to be sold abroad.

The Hartono Coil Mining Company has also been accused of tax evasion for years.

For tax evasion cases, Hartono Coil is in the process of investigating the central team of the Director General of Taxes.

In the case of tax evasion, Dean and Mr. Hartono and their entire corporate team have met many times and are not worried about the allegations. Because Hartono Coil always carries out its obligations as one of the largest tax contributor companies in Kalimantan.

As for the case of land grabbing, the file has been submitted to the District Court and entered into the realm of criminal law.

Dean is a Private Lawyer focusing on business law. He has never used his abilities to defend criminal cases.

"Father so represent Pak Hartono for the land trial in Kalimantan?" ryan asked, sitting across from his desk that afternoon.

"So, the cave must be accompanied by another lawyer. His first hearing is later this month. The cave has been trying to collect all evidence of land letters from the past that were submitted and legally renamed by the company. In this case there's Yan's game" Dean said.

"Si Atmaja does not just want to make Papa poor. But he also wants Papa to end up in prison. Or at least be dishonorably fired from his post. Smallest of all, Papa's name is ruined." Dean tapped a pen on the table.

"It's a pity, Mr. Hartono's tenure is about to be completed. But it's been a mess" Ryan said.

"It's okay. Our family has arrived here. Now the cave is just wondering how to prove elegantly if the mine is Papa's property for decades. Which he bought with official and appropriate compensation to the citizens who lived there before." Dean looked at his secretary.

"When the mine lands up, Papa can collapse. Gua knows how Papa raised the mining company until now. Many caves lost the childhood of the Yan cave. Both cave parents were busy raising the company. Opening up jobs for thousands of people. Hartono Coil is not about the Hartono family alone, there is the fate of other families there. Although the file is complete but the cave is aware that the file still has many weaknesses."

"New letters, in the years after or before the founding of Hartono Coil could have appeared to the surface like letters made by jinn. There are powerful hands there," explains Dean half-dreaming.

"The stock dropped sir, there is no price. Are you not afraid of the poor? now we have 2 client cancellations. Mr. Dean's name and career are at stake here, too" Ryan said.

"The cave fell poor, at least the cave was once rich Yan. Ribet very lu. Obviously, if the cave is poor, you must be even poorer." Dean raised his eyebrows.

And indeed like the expectations of business competitors Mr. Hartono, the stock value of Hartono Coil was destroyed. The shareholders who did not dare to speculate, are now vying to sell it.

That said, now Dean is deserted. He used that time to prepare for his first trial at the South Kalimantan District Court representing Hartono Coil.

"Yes sir, it's malem. Don't go home for long, the legs are still so. Even though the piercing has been caught still the mastermind has not been," said Ryan.

"But the Atmaja spent a lot of money. That's not gonna tell me. If the former driver ngaku, he or his family could also die. So he mending to get money, continue to survive a few years in prison until released."

"Yes Yan, turn around. Cave kangen ama wife. I think later the cave went home and kept going. He's always sleeping." Dean got up to grab a stick and walked out from behind his desk.

Dean arrived at his house almost at 9 p.m. Dean saw Novi who was well-dressed walking to the porch of the house.

"My wife where's Nov?" ask Dean.

"In Ms. Amalia's room, sir" replied Novi.

"Eh? how can?" Dean looked up at the second floor which was in a quiet state.

"Excuse me, sir,"

"Where are you going?"

"That's gonna meet Mr. Ryan, somebody's gonna talk." Novi pointed out that the Dean black sedan Ryan was driving was still parked in front of the porch.

"Hmm." Dean nodded then walked towards the large staircase. His steps slowly climbed the stairs to his parents' room.

The door to the room was not closed. Dean looked inside to see what his wife was doing.

His gaze was fixed on Amalia who was sitting in a wheelchair behind him. Winarsih was sheltered behind the woman's body, sounding coaxing Ms. Amalia to eat.

For a long time Dean was stunned to hear the words of his wife. Winarsih who always reviled her mother was all-out is now persuading in a unique way.

Dean didn't even expect his wife to want to go near her mother given all the bad things she had said to Winarsih.

Winarsih's words about Dean to Ms. Amalia that night made her heart full. Winarsih who was secretly but very carefully watched him. Which doesn't make Dean even harder because he rarely asks.

Winarsih gave him freedom of thought. His wife understood that she needed time to calm down without being raided. Because Winarsih who gave time to him, they now like to have distance.

Every night Dean only had time to kiss and caress the hair of his wife who was asleep. His stomach got bigger, and last time to the Obstetrician, Dean did not have time to accompany.

Winarsih calmly and did not complain to go with Novi to check the state of their child in his stomach.

He misses his wife.

Then Winarsih who rushed outside the room Bu Amalia almost hit Dean who was still preparing to leave from the door of the room.

The stick that was propping up his body made his movements long.

Slightly surprised Winarsih realized her presence in front of the room door. But a happy look immediately flashed on the woman's face.

"Be careful" said Dean, hugging his wife's body.

Though they are husband and wife and live in a room but rarely meet can make the heart of Dear pounding because it feels Winarsih's body attached to it just now.

"You miss me?" dean looked at his wife's huge belly.

Winarsih looked up at her husband and nodded.

"I'm sorry Win, lately too busy. Until I realized our son was soon born. My son is about to miss his father?" dean asked half a smile.

Winarsih just silently pursed her lips. Dean was very anxious for the young woman who was pregnant with her child.

"Winding from the expression of his mother, like my son must be missing this," said Dean pushing the door of his room.

Yep. He came home early for this. It's been a long time since he touched his wife. The accumulated mind load and so many things he had to work on, made him almost stressed. Especially when she saw her mother.

"Why are you today?" dean asked Winarsih who was helping to remove the buttons on his shirt.

"Study with Novi" replied Winarsih.

"Bu Winar learned what with Novi? the lesson from me is not over yet" Dean said as he looked at his bowed wife's chest. That pair of things had poisoned his mind since earlier.

"Many, Novi taught me many things. Did you eat?" winarsih asked after successfully removing her husband's shirt.

"Not yet, like my hull can still survive, ma'am. There was something more urgent" Dean pulled his wife's hand near the bed.

"Bukain Win," Dean's pinta pointed at his buttoned-up pants.

Winarsih who had been sitting on the edge of the bed grabbed the black material trouser hook that Dean was wearing.

Without turning to her husband who patiently saw her deft hand pull down the zipper of her pants. The thing behind the boxer has been upright since. Winarsih was like pretending not to realize what she had just accidentally touched.

Dean kissed Winarsih. Holding his wife's neck to look up with his left hand. With a slightly hasty sweep, Dean buried his kiss on the woman's lips.

His left hand then switched to a dress that Winarsih wore which turned out without the front buttons. Dean let go of his kiss with his old eyes.

"No buttons turned out. Open Win, everyone. I'm so fucking missing." Dean took off his boxer in a hurry as his eyes looked at the silent Winarsih who was polishing his own clothes.

"It's all gone" Dean said with his left hand turned to his wife's back to reach for the br*a hook.

Dean let out a long sigh as he managed to take off all of his wife's clothes.

"How much longer did the doctor say yesterday?" dean asked as he twisted Winarsih's chest.

"He said he had gone down to the position of the lahiran. His head entered his pelvis. In these two weeks," Winarsih replied looking at Dean who was standing in front of her.

The view of Dean's maleness plastered upright in front of him is very disturbing. The man could talk casually to her.

Dean held the proud object and grabbed Winarsih's neck to get closer and understand what he wanted.

As if he was waiting for what he ordered, Winarsih immediately opened her mouth and half devoured that part of her body.

Dean closed his eyes and groaned. He accidentally dumped the stick that had been on the elbow of his right hand.

Both of his hands now grabbed Winarsih's head to lead his wife's lips deeper.

"Such a miss, Mrs Win." said Dean on the sidelines of his moans.

Dean's gaze was fixed to see Winarsih's lips that were covering the object that missed the place.

"You're so beautiful, look at me, Miss Winar" Dean said.

Winarsih looked at Dean who was panting enjoying the warmth of his mouth.

His fingers traced Winarsih's wet lower lip. Dean loved the view. Where he felt as a perfect and mighty man when his maleness was so adored.

"Ouch-not resistant. Win, I want to get. Ntar went outside everywhere" Dean chuckled.

"Where?" asked Winarsih who now seemed to be as rushed as Dean.

"On the sidelines here, my feet can go to bed" Dean asked as he laid Winarsih with his buttocks reaching the edge of the bed.

Dean bent his wife's legs and stood between them. As usual, Winarsih always turned her face away.

"Liat me dong Win, already often you are still embarrassed to continue to welcome my arrival. You have to look, he said kangen," Dean said as he rubbed the sensitive part of his wife.

"No, you don't need me to help anymore. Miss Winar really misses me." Dean continued to wipe the sensitive part of Winarsih until the woman was the innocence of a sigh that he had been detained since.

"A long time like that. If I was a cepet. I can continue in the second round, ma'am," Dean said, then entered his wife's body.

Dean moved back and forth slowly with their gazes resounding. Winarsih groaned as her husband's maleness thing hit deep.

"Good son, you're warm." Dean bowed and rested with both hands on his wife's body.

His body continued to swing, his wife's increasingly extraordinary chest was seen moving rowdy down there. Winarsih was seen biting her lower lip. Simultaneously Dean felt his share of maleness like being gripped.

Winarsih is heading towards the peak of the pleasure he is given. Dean accelerated his movements, his eyes could not be separated to look at Winarsih who was moaning favorably because of his actions.

The most amazing sight for Dean, when his wife twitched and sighed at the same time. He was proud to be able to meet all the needs of his wife more than enough.

"Now I am Win" said Dean, rising up and pulling his wife's legs to the side.

"You'll be tired if you keep going." Dean looked at his wife who was still panting like she had not returned to track the earth.

"Sir," called Winarsih who was lying innocently looking at her husband.

"Yes Honey? why?" dean asked who was squeezing his wife's chest before re-entering her body.

Winarsih was like thinking but then shook her head.

"Forgot," he said later.

"Not good, so you forget," said Dean smiling.

Winarsih who was lying on her side bit her lips back. He felt Dean's body parts were too deep to touch him. Winarsih is ashamed to admit to herself, if in fact she secretly adores her husband's body parts.

Dean was indeed very handsome, especially when the man was holding something ready to enter his body. Dean looks so manly. Even a stick that was supposed to make an ugly appearance, so it could look so good on him.

Dean continued to move quickly while squeezing and massaging Winarsih's chest.

"Come Win, you two. Look at me here." Dean called to look. Winarsih again felt the scroll of her desire peak when she sat down with slightly narrowed eyes that were looking at her.

"Aduh Bu Winar, I love you," said Dean then groaned and threw his body forward many times.

Winarsih twitched and straightened each finger of his feet to hold so that his groan did not go outside too hard. Dean realized that and smiled back breathlessly at his wife.

"You're so big his stomach, about that I go straight outside, don't Win?" dean asked as he laid himself beside Winarsih.

Again Dean raised a question that made Winarsih confused.

"It's like going outside, sir,"

"My son is already dropping off dong ya down. I can't wait to see this Dean Sachet. I don't think he's a sachetan anymore, your stomach is so big." Dean stroked his wife's stomach with his left hand.

Dean was lying on his back with one hand, facing Winarsih who was lying on her back while rubbing her husband's chin.

"Yes, the doctor said the baby could be up to 4 kilos born. Was Mr Dean born that big? I think my mom used to say, I was born only 3 kilos." Winarsih tilted her body towards Dean. Now their stomachs meet and her husband's hands rub his back up to his butt.

"Say Mama I was born 4.3 kilos Win. Mr. Dean's son can't be small. This superior seedling," said Dean clutching his wife.

"The wand can't be removed at all?" ask Winarsih.

"Still grieving if my weight is piled up all. When I broke, I had an operation. Six months healed. If this crack may be a month later it's real." Dean rubbed his wife's ass many times.

"Win, one of my good looks can be lost" Dean said later.

"What's that?" ask Winarsih.

"Greatness."

"Sir Dean is still handsome. It was from the birth of that," replied Winarsih.

"But my skincare is expensive Win," murmured Dean squeezed his wife's ass. Winarsih laughed at Dean's contorted expression.

"Said Mr. Ryan, I have a lot of money. So you don't have to worry," Winarsih smiled.

"Yes, thank goodness my wife is rich" Dean slipped a finger between his wife's thighs. "I want to kiss your chest Win, slide here."

Dean pulled his wife's body back on her back. In just a moment his lips were already set on the top of his wife's chest.

"This night you sleep with a blanket, I want to see you sleep. I have to share that matter again." Dean's hand squeezed back and massaged his wife's chest.

Winarsih just looked down and stroked Dean's pitch-black hair that night had come down covering part of his forehead.

The sound of Dean's lips again filled their room which was the same size as the type 54 house.

"It's really, really," Dean said shortly before returning to greet li*he was on top of the chest.

"Eh--kokcock?" suddenly Dean stopped his action.

"Why?" tanya Winarsih looked up.

"I think there's milk, huh, Win?" Dean poked out a little bit of his tongue as if he was tasting.

"A little while-" Dean again sipped the top of his wife's chest.

"Yes Win, there's milk. How am I supposed to do?" Dean looked down at the peak of the extraordinary chest that was increasingly preparing to accept the presence of their baby.

The To Be Continued.....