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21. The End of Mystery (1)

Dean had just finished moving Rio's belongings to the room where the Sky was. Three of his best friends were in the room breaking down. At 4am and they are still discussing Wulan's girlfriend.

“Right-of-title, which is discussed it continues. Like moms,” Dean said as he put Rio's backpack on the table.

“Bacot! That's because bini lo dateng. If not, you must be the front most selonjoran to insult people.” Toni takes a pillow and throws it at Dean. Dean caught the pillow and threw it back.

“Gue wants to sleep! Tomorrow we'll just keep going again. Dean still has debt. Unravel mystery girl towel lover.” The sky laughed at the annoyed expression of Toni who was back looking for a pillow to throw.

“Sana—sana!” Rio flicked the blanket of the place where Toni was sitting.

“Gue turned around too,” said Toni got up.

“Udah anyone is waiting in the room huh?” satirize Dean to Toni.

“No njying .. go back there! Entar bini lo cuddle, kasian Ryan.” Tony walked towards the door.

“Iya, really. There! Bini lo ramble, lo urinate. People breathing wrong. Ryan who was quick-witted,” in the sky who had been lying down and raised his blanket.

“On the belagu that is not pouted bini.” Dean came out of the room and closed the door. Dean headed to the next room and immediately pushed the door he had been clenched with a door hook.

“Win .. as long as here I am not mac—” Dean's word stops. Winarsih was already soundly asleep wearing a blanket up to the chest limit and turned her back to the door. The woman did not even change clothes.

“Yeah, my wife is sleeping apparently. Tired of taking care of me huh, Win?” Dean pulled a pillow next to his wife.

The room contained two twin beds. And Dean stood on the edge of the bed his wife was in. Dean was intending to change in his pajamas, but considering the soon-to-be-bright sky feels awkward. Take a shower and check out, he thought.

“Win ..” call Dean again. He got into the bed and went into Winarsih's blanket. “Swipe Win, later your husband falls under the bed.” Dean hugged his wife from behind. His position was completely on the edge of the bed and Winarsih had not shifted in the slightest.

“Kan can be in the next bed,” replied Winarsih with a sleepy raucous voice.

“Just like sleeping by yourself,” says Dean. “Ngadep here. I don't want to be turned back.” Dean grabbed Winarsih's shoulder to face her.

“Cold, Win ..” said Dean rubbed Winarsih's back in his arms. “Good sleep, tomorrow we go home. I miss the kids,”, Dean added.

Despite saying that, his hands were unceasingly rubbing against Winarsih's sleeping back. Dean's eyes were closed, but his hands were guerrilla in the blanket. Lifting Winarsih's dress up to his waist and gently squeezing his wife's buttocks.

“Help here,” said Dean wrapped Winarsih's hand to hug her waist.

Winarsih's eyes closed. He heard Dean telling him to sleep well because they were going to check out in the morning. But how can sleep if since then her husband's hands have moved behind his body. Winarsih could feel Dean's cold palms squeezing his buttocks.

“She was told to sleep well. I'm sleepy,” whistle Winarsih.

“I was also sleepy. But cold, Win ... I'm ready for this.” Dean pulled out the hair covering his wife's neck. He again repeated the scene that was damaged by the sound of a horn while in the car.

Winarsih who had closed her eyes, now widened her eyes to look at the agitated attacker next to her.

“Don't be long ..” Winarsih said in a raucous voice.

“Ence a time. It won't be long. I miss it so much,” said Dean rose to release the subordinates. “Open this,” pinta Dean squeezes softly his wife's chest.

Winarsih removed the loose cardigan she was wearing. “I'm also cold,” Winarsih said.

“Makanya .. we warm each other up. It opened, like I haven't seen.” in a long time Dean helped his wife remove the button dress.

“How to sleep if someone wakes up. Okay, spit. I miss this.” Dean's noisy voice then disappeared. He was busy taking off his longings by kissing every corner of his wife's chest.

And the words ‘once that' also seems to be just a promise. Winarsih had just closed her eyes for a few minutes as Dean moved back under the covers. She has not been dressed since her husband's first session. The reason is the same, just sleep for a while because the sky will soon be bright.

But it turned out that it even made Dean launch his routine.

“Mas! I'm gonna take a little nap. Though I should have rambled, nagged. I've done a lot of this ...” said Winarsih.

“Do not sulk. Nagging is okay. But I want to win again. For you, once is never enough.”

“Alesan,” blush Winarsih.

“What is it because of this small bed that makes me more challenged?” dean asked, lifting the blanket.

“Alesan again ..” says Winarsih.

“You must be kangen. No way not,” Dean said. Now he looked back into Winarsih's eyes. His hands were resting on both sides of the woman's body.

From above, Dean could see how the pouting Winarsih, occasionally grimaced with her mouth half-open with eyes fixed on her. It was so cute, Dean thought.

***

Some of the tour buses rented by their respective companies are already filled with employees. The morning was breakfast at the restaurant as usual. Some employees who establish familiarity there exchange business cards.

Dean had just brought Winarsih to sit on a lobby couch. They've transported Ryan to the car a moment ago.

Some of the organisers and company bosses are still seen sitting in the lobby. There was an exchange of stories and a two-piece piece of events during their time there.

While the other two men, sitting on the side of the sofa which is a few meters from Winarsih.

“De! Here!” call Sky.

Dean, who was sitting open his cell phone next to his wife, crossed his legs, turned to the sky. He knew what his friend was asking. After a slight glance at Winarsih who was seen by the henchmen that morning, Dean kissed his wife's cheek and brags towards the two curious men.

Toni had just returned from the reception, while Musdalifah was still busy taking care of the return of all room keys and counting their bill room service while there.

“So, De? Buruan dong .. curious,” says Sky.

“Bini you are not craving?” rio asked who seemed worried about the conduciveness of his best friend's household.

“Gak dong's. I am Dean Danawira Hartono, LL.M owner of Danawira’s Law Firm. Who once dropped a lawsuit against Hartono Coil. My client bona fid—” companies

“Mas!” call Winarsih. “Don't be long yes .. Dirja udah nelfon just now.” Winarsih held up her phone in the distance.

“Iya, Darling .. we'll be home soon.” Dean threw his sweetest smile at Winarsih. He then sat down to drown himself next to Rio.

To Be Continued

Do not forget the likenya yes, the contents of the part are divided in two.

Continued in a moment.