GENK DUDA ACUTE
63. Towards a Settlement

“Yan, I'll send a chronological letter to Rey. Wulan company stock transfer letter. Debt repayment letter. Transfer of shares to Toni also.” Dean dictates what his secretary should prepare for their meeting with Rey.

“Create me? I need to know what?” ask Toni.

“Lo ready to fund to return the money Rey. Stock purchase as well. Trus funds to pay the agent I hired. Invoice rate I need also not?” ask Dean.

“For that I check the account first. If you are still in the budget, I am out in success fee.” Toni grimaces.

“Pahana if paid I plan to upgrade the car,” said Dean.

“Still less rich, yes, De?” sky Syndicate.

“Because Toni is also rich,” replied Dean. “Gue only sucks funds from rich people. Because my motto of belom changed. Forward is undaunted to defend the paid. Camakan,” said Dean.

“Good, Sir! I keep it,” exclaimed Santoso, suddenly.

“Dean has sintered again,” said Rio, grimacing. “How are the events at Toni's house? According to lo Wulan directly invited or not? That's not clear.”

“I don't think I should be invited first. We created a thick family vibes in front of Mami Toni. I'll bring all my kids to enliven the campaign. Let Mami Toni feel that her son did not sell other than ama Wulan. That's it, right, Ton?” dean asked, looking at the sneering Toni and looking cynically at her.

“Whatever lo, De—tersupon lo.” Toni did not want to prolong the debate. For him the most important thing is how to give understanding and open the door of the heart of the woman who gave birth to him without hurting.

“Now contact Wulan. Ask him to meet Rey. Trus notify me immediately.” Dean took a piece of meat from his plate then moved it to Winarsih's plate. “Eat a lot,” whispered Dean.

“Eh, tomorrow there is a schedule Sir,” interrupted Ryan. “Mas Toni if you can talk to Mbak Wulan meet Rey afternoon to malem aja, yes. Mr. De had a morning meeting with a client at the office. Noon there is a follow-up hearing on bankruptcy.” Ryan reminded me of his boss' schedule.

“Oke—oke, I sent a message so he could read it over and over again. Understood, infused, lived and—”

“Enjoyed,” Connect Dean. Then he laughed to himself. Then he fell silent when he realized there was Winarsih next to him.

At 21:30 three friends of Winarsih were seen standing from his chair. “Win!” Nisa waved fetch calling Winarsih. Dean turned his head, though Winarsih's name was mentioned.

“Temen you want to say goodbye,” said Dean, whispering in his wife's ear. “Don't go there, nod or wave aja.” Dean reminded me. Winarsih smiled and waved at Nisa. Senior Winarsih named Pratama was seen waving and smiling at Winarsih.

“Basic is not polite. Can-can smile with someone's wife, but not looking at her husband little.” Dean grumbling. “He still often to campus? Why aja? Definitely not busy until you have time to go back and forth to the campus. I'm not really busy like it's so busy,” Dean added.

“Where is your campus? If California deket, you can hang out on a clear clay afternoon,” said Sky, giggling to see Dean who immediately sniffed at him.

“Don't be horrified, Dik Win .. There's no way you're like that. You are busy. The schedule was solid,” Dean said, looking at Winarsih who looked up at him. Winarsih smiled in response to the joke that Sky had just delivered.

Ten o'clock in the night they came out of Beer Garden because Diky the bartender had come to them with a bill in hand. Before driving home, Dean drives Ryan and Santoso back to the office to retrieve their vehicles.

“Pak, about the secretary how?” ryan asked, just after he got off in the basement lobby where his car was. He needs to make sure it is in front of his superior wife so that the issue of a replacement secretary becomes easier and simpler.

“Which is efficient and not noisy,” said Dean, squinting at his secretary who he rated very noisy.

“Oh, okay that way. I'll be the one to choose directly, yes …. Matches, right, Bu Win?” ask Ryan. Winarsih chuckled at Ryan's words. Dean immediately closed the window of the car and passed from there.

“So ... replacement secretary, it was Ryan who chose?” asked Winarsih, opening their conversation in the car.

“Ampun, Win .. I was joking at home earlier. Later I use office staff or interns aja.” Dean gently massaged Winarsih's shoulder.

“Like to see a short skirt-skirt. Though I can too,” Winarsih said.

“So there is no job just finished, but play it to campus. What is a matchmaking on campus?” murmur Dean. He was still angry about Pratama who was praised handsome by Musdalifah and praised dashing by Rio.

“Mas Pratama it, right, his work in the Department of Education. My campus building, right, there is a High School as well, Mas .. Mas Pratama there is often business to the SMA building,” explained Winarsih.

“Ngapain did you call, Mas? Don't call me Mas if you call someone else too Mas,” sulking Dean.

“I call Mas Rio also Mas. The Sky, Mas Toni. Just Mr. Ryan who I call ‘Pak’,” explained Winarsih again. “For now there are no problems with this ‘Mas-Mas’. Now, what, so the problem?"

“Rio, Sky and Toni are different. Anyway I don't want you to call Mas the same as that anu. Don't see you again,” Dean said.

“But it was also accidentally discovered. I, right, do not have an appointment to see my friends there,” replied Winarsih.

“Although accidentally next time can not sit one table. It's only been a while, but you forgot about me. I don't care. You laugh like that in front of other men, I don't like.” Dean pouts.

“Oh, yes, already. I'm sorry. I won't do it in front of anyone else. But tomorrow if I come to the office, I do not want to see female employees under 40 years old, yes, Mas. My children's father likes to accidentally wet his lips if he has spoken to young women. My eyes also hurt,” Winarsih said.

“Eh, Win,” said Dean, half aghast. “But many of my employees are young,” Dean said.

“Yes, I don't want to know. I don't want to know about my friend either. I'm not a macem. Go is always the same. But briefly left Mas fussy ngalahin Dirja.”

Dean was silent. “Yes, already, you made the arisan with Jenni, Orange, the same Wulan. I'll talk to Rio. She must be good at socialite mothers. Later I budgeted funds for the same arisan them. Huh huh? Seneng?” dean asked, gently massaging Winarsih's shoulder again. “I can't possibly fire my young employees. Their work is good. There's no reason for that,” Dean added.

“Kalo I've been hanging out with my college friends once, can you?” ask Winarsih.

“Too it still can not, Dik Win,” Dean said, as fast as lightning. “I can't ask permission for that.” Dean tried to calm Winarsih down by rubbing his wife's shoulder. Winarsih just quietly pursed her lips. “You don't pout. What else do you want? I'm kasi. But don't go anywhere. Want something good again?” dean asked, his hand coming down from Winarsih's shoulder and massaging his wife's chest.

“Ah, bosen me. That's it,” Winarsih said.

“You say bosen, but if you have already wuwel-uwel your voice is loudest.” Dean chuckled, his hands rubbing his wife's stomach.

“Mas Pratama was the former chairman of BEM,” Winarsih said.

“I don't care, Win. He wants to be the party leader, I don't care. I'm more successful than him,” Dean said.

“But he has a handsome face too. On campus many like,” replied Winarsih flat.

“You know I'm not handsome, there's no way you were right away when I got married" Dean cut.

“Mas Pratama is good also the person,” said Winarsih.

“Kalo I am not good, you will not use shoes and bags that brand now.”

“Still single, so many students who fall in love,” said Winarsih.

“Many have fallen in love, but have not been proven to impregnate. Your husband's productivity is higher. I am a mighty man who is almost impeccable.”

“Can be aja ..” muttered Winarsih.

“Yes, that's it, anyway. Later arisan with my wife. You can not go out alone and gather together campus cement. Later sleep wear a thin lace red color. I want to see,” Dean said, pressing the horn in front of the fence of the Hartono family residence.

To Be Continued