GENK DUDA ACUTE
104. Dream Arisan

“Mas hold his son first, let me take care of it. Kan, Mas who wants his shield at home.” Winarsih tidied up the buffet table that had been prepared by the catering.

“That's it, right, it's neat. The mainland wants this nyusu. His lips so kept from earlier,” said Dean, looking at the three-month-old baby in his carrier.

“New nyusu, coke. As long as it is not carried first. Kasian, she still doesn't like being held by her babysitter. Not used to. Still a real baby. I know Mother Father. Yesterday on the bench also cry,” said Winarsih without turning his head.

“You like it so much, yes, same Father? Why not the same with Uti? Arisan at home, also for your mother. Later if Arisan bring a baby, even though there is a babysitter it must still be troublesome. Your mother will be in a public place. Well, you can get dizzy.” Dean looked at Handaru who was blinking his eyes.

“Kan, I want to get pregnant again. Did Mas forget to plan Handaru's pregnancy so I don't go to college often? Dirja, Dita, Widi, everything was not on purpose. This Handaru that Mas did was full of planning. So, enjoyed.” Winarsih folded her hands on her chest with a satisfied look staring at the buffet table.

Dean pouts. He could not refute the words of Winarsih because it is true. His wife was pregnant with the fourth child as a result of his plan to prevent the wife from going too often to his campus. He prefers Winarsih to stay at home taking care of their children.

“Ya, already. That's so neat. You take a shower first, wear a dress that I've come out of the closet. The color of the item makes you not too prominent,” Dean said.

Winarsih twisted her body staring at her husband. “Let's not stand out too much, huh? Later if I don't—”

“You don't stand out, I don't like it either. Okay, take a shower. Change it later you hold the baby. Don't dawdle. This Kasian,” Dean kissed Handaru's forehead.

“Ya, already. I took a shower first,” Winarsih said.

“Do not long-long.” Dean reminded me. “He's been waiting for his mother. My son, you know, this is Win ...” Dean taught Winarsih.

“Ya, yes. Son Mas. All of that is also his son Mas,” Winarsih said pointing to three children who were taking out all their toys to turn the space into an impromptu playground.

“Many, yes, Win ...,” muttered Dean, glancing at his wife while holding a smile.

“Not yet. Haven't much. Calculated use one hand still can,” said Winarsih up the stairs.

“Be careful you. Later your child can add again until it is fit to be counted with one hand.” Dean followed Winarsih's steps with Handaru in his arms.

“No, I want a break. Pregnant is tired. If you want to add more, Mas aja pregnant.” Winarsih laughed looking at Dean's cornered face. His roar began to pout and was made to pry.

“Your team, yes .... These are all fruits of my love for you, Win. Many and abundant. Don't blame me for so easily impregnating you. You should be proud. Toni learned it from me. Pake theory back and forth. He even wants his son a lot,” Dean added.

“Later I'll use contraception. Want to consult with Doctor Azizah,” said Winarsih upon arrival in the room.

“Not first. Later you eat pills or injected hormones, even reactions to the body. Still breastfeeding. I just wear a sarong. I'm losing,” Dean said. He put Handaru on the bed.

“Yes, must give up. Kan, I have a job. But, he also used self-serving. Nagging. Not good, Win. I don't know the real you. I miss without a hitch this thin rubber.” Winarsih took off the dress she had been wearing this morning and took the bathrobe hanging in a high iron hanger near the closet.

Dean lay down next to Handaru. He supported his head with one hand and brought the baby's body to face him.

“Your mother started the same calculation Father. I think your mother's love should be asked again. In the past, your mother rarely answered the Father. Now, getting better. Our Cassian, yes, son. Kasian your father,” whispered Dean to Handaru.

Winarsih chuckled at the thing Dean had just said to their son. “Do not believe, Son. If your father loses, the gun is always the same. Let me Kasian. Here, nyusu first. Before I shower.”

Winarsih had already taken off all her clothes and changed into a bathrobe. He approached Handaru and lay down next to his son. His hand smoothly held Handaru's back and positioned the baby facing towards him.

Dean lay down next to Handaru. Look at her child who is breastfeeding. It was one of his hobbies that lasted until he had four children. Somehow, he always felt satisfied to see his son suckle directly until full, then fell asleep. Dean felt that the greatest manifestation of Winarsih's love for her was to give birth and care for her children.

Handaru fell asleep in his mother's arms. The baby was picked up by his father and moved to the children's room to be supervised by a babysitter. Dean and winarsih descend into a large room under the stairs that usually only lies a giant urn that is given dried flower stems as decoration. That day, the giant urn was removed. The room under the stairs now lay a large buffet table.

“Where's it?” ask Wulan to Winarsih.

“New sleeping, Ma'am. Now in her brother's room. Mama Wulan wants to eat right away? Yuk,” invite Winarsih to take Wulan's arm. Take her husband's best friend's wife to the buffet table.

“I'll wait for another one, Win. Still full too. Toni can't see me. Should keep shaken. Early pregnancy yesterday she got stressed and confided to the doctor. He said why I don't gain weight.” Wulan laughing.

“Then it's snacking first. I also want the maksa kayak Mas toni,” said Winarsih, took a small plate and spooned the pudding onto the plate and handed it to Wulan.

From the door came the voices of people who had just come. Winarsih looked up and saw Rio and the family appear together with Heaven and Orange.

“Mas, Mr Ryan where?” winarsih asked as Dean walked by her while holding Widi. The girl was pouting like a scrabble because something did not suit her wishes.

“Ryan is coming soon. This kid is crashing again, Win.” Dean lifted Widi up and carried her. “So how should you? I think you are wrong in the eyes of this family woman,” Dean said with a sad face to his daughter.

Widi was getting sullen hearing her father's words.

“What do you want?” ask Dean Winarsih.

“Mau toys Mas Dirja. That remote control's got Mas Dirja. He just wanted to play with the new temen coming. You play with Mbak Dita aja, yes?” persuade Dean.

Widi shakes. “Sama Bapak,” says Widi. The youngest failed girl refused to play with her brother. Dean took a breath and looked at his wife.

Winarsih took Dean's right hand and kissed her husband's back. “Titip my son, Mas. I want a pat,” Winarsih said, approaching Dean and on tiptoes kissing her husband's cheek.

Wulan who was standing near them laughed as she saw the look on Dean's face which instantly blushed.

“Aduh, my wife's tumbens want to nyium in front of people. For the sake of arisan you justify all means, yes, Mom?” Dean laughed, embracing his wife's shoulder.

“I mean let's add energy to take care of his son. That, yes, Ma'am?” Winarsih looked at Wulan then laughed.

“Eh, where are we sitting, Win?” ask Jennifer who appeared with Orange to the buffet table.

“In the living room only, Ma'am. Or want in the park?” ask Winarsih.

“In the park is also funny,” replied Jennifer.

As they gather near the buffet table, Ryan and Novi show up. Dean's secretary showed up holding her nine-month-old baby. Novi street breezed by carrying a bag of baby equipment.

“Santoso not dateng?” dean asked that look at Ryan's incarnation.

“Oh, yes. Santoso was a nelfon, he said he had submitted a leave application yesterday. Week leave. There is no clear reason where. Remarks Only, ‘pacify yourself’.” Ryan looked at Dean and looked forward to his boss' reaction.

“Self relax? What reason is that? It feels like work where. So cool,” murmur Dean.

“Lah, Musdalifah is also a week off. I have to go to Wulan's office and send a two-man staff there to handle the delivery of goods. You see, Mus also permits his cut suddenly. How can it be the same?” Tony looked at Dean.

“What is possible elope?” ask the sky suddenly.

To Be Continued