GENK DUDA ACUTE
116. Grand Arisan

After Winarsih arranged the seat Dita and the toddler ate quietly. He immediately took Widi who was still a little sobbing spent the rest of her crying. They went up to the second floor.

"Win, let's go. It's 10 o'clock" Dean reminded. He was still holding Handaru who continued to squirm.

"Yes, Mas. Mas Toni's house, isn't far away. It's only ten minutes from here. Kasian was Dita if not made fried rice. It has been hard to eat lately. All-nothing wants. I'm also dizzy. So the right again ask me to make it directly," explained Winarsih.

"Yes, Ms. Winar, Honey …. This one is thirsty too. From there his face was scratched. I think I saw his father's face" said Dean, looking at Daru.

"Alesan his father, because he was tired of being fatigued. Here, let's be sanguine. I'm persuading this one. Kan, just like his father. Similar doyan crank," said Winarsih wipe Widi's tears.

"I put it here, yeah." Dean put Handaru on the bed. "What do you want now?" ask Dean to Widi.

"You're the same sister," Widi replied, pointing to Handaru who had been breastfed by her mother.

"Come, take a shower first. We're going. Come on, right?" dean asked, lifting Widi up to his carrier. "Same as Ma'am, huh?" haggle Dean over his daughter.

Widi nodded, then wrapped her hands around Dean's neck.

"That should be the same Father" muttered Winarsih from the bed, looking at Widi who was struggling spoiled in the arms of her father.

"I anter Widi to her mom first. Keep me showering. Daru finished nyusu, you followed me to the bathroom ya." Dean winks at his wife.

"Well?" tanya Winarsih pretended not to understand.

"Don't do it, Win. I'm so sad. I took care of Daru until morning. I need real energy. Me, cepet milamain. Anter to mbaknya too." Dean went out of the room to take Dita.

Handaru was indeed thirsty and sleepy. Not until twenty minutes after his mother's stabbing. The baby fell asleep and was lifted into the box on the right side of the bed. 

Dean had already entered the bathroom and repeatedly tilted his head from within calling Winarsih to join him immediately.

"There is no patience for this one" whispered Winarsih as she entered the bathroom.

"I can't wait, Mom. Bayangin, I've wasted five malems" replied Dean who was not wearing who was not wearing anything anymore. His body is wet.

"Have you finished your bath?" ask Winarsih to her husband.

"Wet bath. I'm gonna wait for you. Want to rub my back. It seems like you haven't helped in a long time. Pregnant your first child bathe me often, Win. I miss those days," said Dean, hugging Winarsih from behind and kissing her neck. They were in front of the bathroom mirror and Winarsih was still wearing full clothes.

"The first child, Mommy. This is his four-year-old son. How to bathe Mas. Bathein my son sometimes still bother." Winarsih unbuttoned the front of the dress she was wearing.

"That means Winarsih's love and Dean's love is abundant. It's four." Dean giggles. "Come, spiel. It's opened." Dean helped strip his wife of her clothes.

"Where?" ask Winarsih.

"Yes, geez. Mrs Winar is as professional as she is. It's a place. In the bath tub, Win." Dean dragged his wife's arm to step into the bath tub whose shower was still on but the blockage was still open.

"Yeah, by noon I'm worried about my kids. Don't dawdle. Pegel if not in bed" Winarsih said.

"Sit down here first. I was heated a little bit more" said Dean, sitting Winarsih at the end of the bath tub. A moment later he had rubbed the lower lip of Winarsih who was looking up at him. "You're so sexy when you're like gini. Make me spit out" whispered Dean, grimacing. The look in his eyes was full of naffsu.

The life that many children lived was Dean's dream long ago. Since he always felt lonely to be in a big house that is almost uninhabited. She doesn't want her kids to feel the same way. Although sometimes troubled and tired when it comes to dividing his time between the office and being a husband and father to his children, Dean enjoys life a lot.

Winarsih who had been a little reluctant and lazy to be invited to make love at times mepet, five minutes later had forgotten his initial intention. He had already let out a long sigh the moment Dean entered his body while bowing. The massage of Dean's hand on his chest made his ASI instantly feel fuller. Dean's little bites on his back and shoulders made the bathroom even more sultry.

Dean continued to drive accompanied by his moans muffled by the sound of a shower. Fifteen minutes later, he had grimaced and released part of his body.

"Win, help the Mas." Dean grinned back to ask Winarsih to sit down and help her pour out warmth. "Outside. Danger if Daru has nothing yet to have a sister again."

According to what her husband said, Winarsih began to pay full attention to the manhood of her husband with a movement that has been experienced for the past five years. Three minutes aided by him, Dean grimaced and groaned long while reverberating his chest.

Preparations towards the grand arisan was back rowdy. All the children were taken. That day they brought three babysitters to accompany them. Mr. Noto helped raise all the luggage to the back of Winarsih's white Vellfire car which was a gift from Mr. Hartono, his father-in-law.

"Everybody's on the ride, right? I'm absent for a moment. Dirja, Dita, Widi, Daru, plus three people, then me and his mother. Okay, it's complete. Depart, Sir!" dean shouted from behind Mr. Noto.

The Arisan was really big. Attended by close friends and family. The Wulan family was also there, but some had already returned home. Only left behind the nuclear family who was relaxing in the family room.

As for the friends, they had just arrived one by one. The earliest to arrive were Musdalifah and Santoso. Musdalifah looks busy helping Wulan prepare various snacks for children. The middle room which was only a set of chairs, has now been conjured with several toys arranged in such a way.

"A lot, Lan." Dean dropped Widi off her carrier. The toddler immediately ran to try a pink mini slide.

"Let the kids play. Tirta also needs toys. This room is a place for children to play. Vointe …. Here!" exclaim Wulan calling Winarsih. 

Winarsih approached a babysitter who was holding Handaru.

"Wulan is healthy?" tanya Winarsih, give a hug and kiss the left-right cheek to the new mother.

"Udah, Win. Tirta has been three weeks. I'm the same Mas Toni wants to run the same program as you and Mas Dean" Wulan laughed.

Dean nodded when he heard that. What same program? Many children? He glanced at Toni who was nearby. Understanding what her best friend meant, Toni grimaced and shrugged.

"You want a lot" whispered Toni, glancing at Wulan who was peeping at Handaru inside the babysitter's sling.

"Where is it, Ma'am?" ask Winarsih to Wulan.

"That," said Wulan, looking at a babysitter who was standing holding a baby near the dinner table. "Newly asleep, soon put into his box. It was tired of being carried in exchange for the same family. Everyone wants to hold on" said Wulan with sparkling eyes.

"Take a lot, Lan. If only one must be used as a grab. Diramein all together until Papi Toni can not sit quietly," said Dean, looking ignorant at his friend.

"Lo curhat?" toni asked with a mocking smile.

Dean laughed and punched his best friend in the arm.

"Come, have a chat near the buffet table. Not here" exclaimed Ryan from the living room.

"Eh, Mr. Ryan has arrived" Dean said, jerlan approached his secretary. "Your son doesn't want to be with his mother?" dean asked, holding a baby boy's arm in Ryan's sling.

"Come, gentlemen with toddlers! Just come here," call the sky that runs past.

Jennifer and Jingga walked with their children into the playroom. 

"Gio plays here, yeah. There's Cece sitting there too" Jennifer told her youngest son. Giovani ran into the playroom approaching his sister number two.

"Which firstborn, Ma'am?" ask Jennifer Winarsih.

"The firstborn wants to go with her. If it's big, it's hard to be invited, Win. I know which one to follow" replied Jennifer.

The orange leads Kalla and Zurra to sit on the rug. There is already Dita who is composing colorful beams diligently.

"Mbak Dita, Kalla and Zurra are playing, yes …." Orange poking Dita's cheeks whose look is serious.

"Yes, I can." Dita glanced at the orange and then looked at the toy in her hand.

"Orang, come! We'll just sit there" Wulan asked, pointing at the sofa in the dining room. "Which caliph, huh?" murmured Wulan looked around the room.

"That's Mbak Mus" Winarsih said, pointing to the standing Musdalifah taking food while whispering with Santoso.

Wulan invites Winarsih, Jingga, Jennifer, Novi and Musdalifah to occupy a set of sofas in the corner of the dining room. Wulan is busy recounting her activities as a new mother. Now he had even forgotten about the company he had painstakingly built and gave rise to many stories in terms of ownership.

"Mus, are you pregnant?" ask Wulan suddenly to Musdalifah.

The question was thrown by Wulan accidentally in a quiet dining room. Suddenly the people who were there turned towards Musdalifah. It seemed like everyone who was there had the same question as Wulan.

Musdalifah was a little flabbergasted. He looked around, but answered nothing. Not only the mothers, the fathers also look equally curious. After hearing Wulan ask that, Dean immediately poked Santoso's waist.

In the silence of a few seconds that felt very long, Asih went into the room with a bowl of salad he brought from behind.

"Mbak Mus, congratulations ...," said Asih smiling at Musdalifah.

To Be Continued

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