GENK DUDA ACUTE
38. This Why We Adore Him

Winarsih felt Dean's hand was on her waist as she entered Toni's room. As usual, Dean was always holding, embracing, and hugging his waist. Even if they were in a crowded elevator, Dean would not hesitate to hug him. Looping both hands around his body just to make sure, he was not nudged by others.

At first, Winarsih was sometimes embarrassed and uncomfortable at the gaze of people. But, in the end over time she became accustomed to the expressive attitude of her husband. The people closest to them are used to it. Everyone has been aware and know the attitude of the spoiled Dean since long ago. Especially, Miss Amalia and Ryan.

Shortly after entering the room where Toni was, Winarsih led Dean to an iron chair on the right side of the room. They sit in the shape of the letter L. On Winarsih's right side, Toni's secretary sat down casually with her broken bobble glass. The woman is seen pricking through each bubble and occasionally siphoning off the remaining water between the ice cubes.

And as Dean said, “These secretaries can be convicted. Suitable left one night here.” The sound of straws from Toni's secretary glass grew louder.

Winarsih sat back leisurely observing her husband's work. Dean is seen re-opening Toni's shirt and frowning when he sees his friend's bruise.

“Mus two!” call Dean to Musdalifah. Secretary Toni looked over.

“I mean?” musdalifah asked, stopping the whispering sound of the straw and pointing at his nose.

“Yups. Who else is called Mus? Is there a Mus three?" Dean knitted his brows at Musdalifah.

"Telfon Mus one, ask to come here as soon as possible. Let me give you evidence. It should also come directly, make a report.” Dean turned to Toni, then turned back to Musdalifah. Secretary Toni was still flirting with Dean and his boss.

“Hey, quick phone call. You feel like you're here. If you feel at home let the snacks be added again for last night,” Dean said.

Musdalifah. “Oh, yes.” Get her cell phone and call the office. It turns out Mr. Mustafa is still in the office waiting for news. After ending the conversation, Musdalifah turned to Dean again. “Pak Mus is heading here soon, Sir.”

“Mmm ...,” murmured Dean. “Article of persecution, it should only be three months if you think gini. Their positions can demand each other. We will also be entering into a lawsuit. Pay a fine for the state. Lo emang intentions really add to my work,” upset Dean on Toni.

Winarsih looked at the back of her husband who was standing leaning against the table and facing the wall. Toni sat on Dean's right-hand seat facing the opposite direction.

“Udah, deh, dibresin aja. I'm not under arrest, am I?” ask Toni.

“No, Light Criminal Action ...” Dean looked at Ryan who was sitting casually chatting with Winarsih about their respective types of boba toppings. “Wah .. getting slippery. Let's not be sprayed about messages. I kept getting stuck. The smarter it is to secure the situation" Dean grumbled.

“Gue comes out first yes, not for long. Come on again, we're all going home. You're here,” Dean said.

“Kok me alone, De?” tanya Toni looked at the restless Sky and Rio who had been chatting about the new brand Rio who had just launched.

“You're good, aren't you?” whispered Dean.

“Ha? Lo do not gray gini, anjir ..” Toni again whispered a glance at Winarsih from behind Dean's body.

“Ya, already. A minute.” Dean straightened his body. “Yan, Mus two, come out.” Dean walked towards Winarsih and grabbed his wife's hand.

“You directly back?” ask Rio.

“No, would like to report.” Dean took Winarsih.

“Everything brought its bin,” says Sky. "When the bininya diem was sitting there.” The sky looked at Dean's back who left the room.

“He doesn't want his wife to feel neglected. Yesterday aja. Noisy. Tomorrow let Dean safely come out again,” said Toni raised her eyebrows looking at the sky.

Upon his arrival outside, Dean again asked Winarsih to sit on a long bench.

“Yan, phone Santoso. Have him take Toni's case. Don't lo, not me either. I'd rather focus on Rey. Ask Santoso dateng now.” Dean whispered with his secretary a few steps away from Musdalifah.

“I was called, then I was wasted.” The Musdalifah muttered softly, but it sounded clear in Dean's ear.

Musdalifah pulled out his phone and started looking for Wulan's name.

“Halo? With mom Arista Wulandari?—Not, this is not from PLN office. Tonight I am from the Police station.”

As Musdalifah said that, Dean sighed and shook his head. Wrong instructions again, he thought.

“I just want to let you know that Mr. Toni is now at the police station. The police near his office. Alone and look sad.—Neither Mom, no friends. That's, right, the name's just a friend. In difficult circumstances not necessarily. All good people must have their interests,” Musdalifah said, glancing at Dean who was squinting at him.

“Good, Mom. Thank ye. I'm just information. Mr. Toni is okay, alone. He's used to himself. Been alone too long. Good night, Ma'am ..” Musdalifah.

“Oh, this one is slippery as well." Dean looked at Musdalifah. "Where? What percent is the probability?” ask Dean.

“Eighty percent,” replied Musdalifah.

“About how much longer is Mus one nyampe?” ask Dean again to his secretary Toni.

“About 15 minutes,” replied Musdalifah, obediently glancing back at Winarsih who was looking at them.

“Santoso, Yan?” dean asked his secretary.

“About an hour at the longest,” Ryan said.

“Oke .. if so, Mus two wait Mus one here. Upon arrival, wait for Santoso to escort Mus one to make a report. Technical later, lo lay it out on the road, Yan.” Dean looked at his secretary.

“Good, Sir.” Ryan nodded.

“You ... here first. Sampe finished report creation. Don't go far. Follow what Mr. Santoso said. For a while, don't improvise,” Dean told Musdalifah.

“Good, Sir.” Musdalifah followed Ryan's nodding gesture. Not forgetting he glanced at Winarsih for a moment.

Dean walked up to his wife. “Wait here for a minute, yes …. I brought Rio and Sky back. We eat trus. I don't want you to stay here. Not eating malem.” Dean kissed the top of Winarsih's head and returned to the room.

“Yuk, Lang, Yo, back! Here I haven't eaten,” Dean said.

“Emang can already? Toni how?” ask Rio.

“Udahlah, justin aja the Toni here. Not going home once. Yuk, I miss my kids by his mom.” The sky stood grabbing the backpack and draping it to his shoulders.

“Lah, I'm De?” ask Toni.

“Just, if anyone comes bring you food, that means my rates have started running. You have to be here. At most in an hour. And then, you know what to do. A lawyer from my office will be here. Name's Santoso. Ordinary people with his name, already shudder.” Dean patted Toni on the shoulder and then marched with Rio and Sky out of the room.

“Emang who will come, De?” rio asked as they arrived near Musdalifah and Ryan.

“Wulan,” replied Dean.

“Emang sure definitely dateng?” ask Rio.

“Kata Mus two, the odds are 80%. If Wulan did not come, his superior who was bitten by mosquitoes and suffered in the room. We are, right, home. Yuk, ah,” Dean said. He took Winarsih's hand and took his wife out.

To Be Continued