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85. Our Affairs

Dean had just finished his romance that night. He looked down at Winarsih's face. Their breaths were still the same.

“You again?” dean asked with a dirty smile. Winarsih had already stretched her body twice in a short span of time.

“No, tired.” Winarsih.

DRPRC.

DRPRC.

Dean's phone on the nightstand is back vibrating. He and Winarsih both turned towards the nightstand.

“Answored first. Who knows important,” pinta Winarsih.

Dean moved his body to grab the phone. He then dropped himself next to Winarsih and pulled out a blanket to cover their bodies.

“What lo?” sahut Dean's.

“De! I got kicked out,” Toni said across the phone.

“Hah? How can?” Dean laughed out loud.

“Si the dog even laughed. He was just like me, so he was told to go home. How am I going to go home? I feel bad,” replied Toni.

“Lah, this is malem. Where are you now?” ask Dean.

“In car park. Still in my car. Ujan here.”

“Here seems to be new test too. Go back to it. Tomorrow it's connected again hugs me, Win. Here, deket here.” Dean pulled Winarsih's arm closer. He just put his phone over his ear. His eyes closed with his hands tracing the back of his wife who had not worn anything.

“De! Goddamnit! What else do you think? Scared me first,” said Toni.

“Gue again closing the first session. Lo disturb me. I should have started the second session.” Dean rubbed Winarsih's back, then went down to reverberate the woman's butt. Winarsih was silent. He was worried that he would make an embarrassing voice if he was heard by Toni.

“De, my temenin. My feelings are not good. Saturday's wedding, but Monday night I got kicked out. Where outside the test. I definitely can't sleep even going home.”

“Telfon, dong! Not lifted?” ask Dean.

“Tadi answered, tetep told to go home. I couldn't stand in front of the door of her apartment. The front neighbor will be out of the door. Wulan will be ashamed,” Toni said.

“Lo just stand under ujan. Keep calling him. Kayak in the movies. Elo, right, romantic!” Dean laughed again. Winarsih who felt her husband's laughter was too loud instantly shut the mouth of the man next to her.

“Nah, yes! Great idea! But he won't answer my phone. Lo come here! Lo help me. Booth!” toni Pinta.

Dean kissed Winarsih's hand and grabbed it. “Okay! I'm good again. It's malem, where outside the test. So I said that,” Dean. “Lagian if only Wulan nelfon, from here also can.”

“De, please. No fun. I can't tell if he's talking about anything. Lo here,” pinta Toni again.

“My current girlfriend at home,” reply Dean.

“Take a Bu Win. Give him the phone, let me ask permission. I'm sure Miss Win won't see me here alone. Where outside is so quiet. Cold,” complains Toni.

“Mas,” call Winarsih suddenly. Since then she listened to her husband's conversation from behind the man's arms.

“Ya?” Dean turned his face away to look at Winarsih. Toni who was talking also fell silent because she heard the voice of her best friend's wife.

“Kasian Mas Toni's. Just wait, until the problem is over. I got worried. Saturday to marry,” Winarsih said.

“I can go out?” ask Dean.

Winarsih. “But I'm coming,” he added later while grinning.

“Udah malem, outside test. Toni is okay. We sleep,” said Dean. The phone hasn't ended across from Toni cursing at her best friend's answer.

“Kasian. Yeah, had. I'm going to the bathroom now.” Winarsih got up from the bed and picked up the lingerie she had worn for a few minutes. He walked to the bathroom without wearing anything.

“Bu Win! So kind! Thanks, Miss Win! I doain wish the fourth child looked like Bu Win!” yelled Toni across the phone. He heard clearly the words of Winarsih who granted his request earlier.

“Udah, diem, lo! Where's the address of Wulan's apartment? Send by message.” Dean kept the phone away from his ear because Toni's screeches were so loud.

“OK. I send,” Toni said.

Dean stared at the back of his wife's body until it vanished from sight.

“Great sex,” murmured Dean on the phone. “I should still be able to continue my operational standards. Uday, I'm closing.”

Toni was still laughing as Dean hung up the phone ending their conversation. For a moment he sat staring at his cell phone. Cold nights and wet streets. He should be able to go home and roll under his blanket. But, his heart was too quiet back then.

Has a large house, but almost deserted without residents. Her mother only moves if she is pushed by her nurse. The old woman could no longer be a talking companion. Often the content of their conversation goes back to the past. The house no longer feels warm and familiar.

That warm feeling only emerged from his friends. Dean, Sky, and Rio. In fact, when dating Tasya, the warm and familiar feeling did not appear. He still considers Tasya ‘people outside’. And now, Wulan wants to go back to him. His body and heart instantly recognized the woman. The warm feeling easily infiltrated and made a feeling of attachment to Wulan. That woman is family to him.

Toni didn't have a big fight with Wulan. He is more like a salesman who is presenting new marketing tricks in front of his boss. Wulan acts as a superior who asks him trap questions. Ending, Wulan concluded Toni was too indulgent Tasya until the woman could not distinguish Toni's treatment. Wulan felt too tired and asked Toni to go home. That's all.

Waiting for Dean to arrive at the place, Toni again tries to call Wulan. However, just like before. There is no lawfulness.

Toni didn't have a big fight with Wulan. Toni explains, and Wulan says she understands.

However, the woman wanted to be alone that night. The word ‘ingin itself used to’ although simple if thrown, but the effect can be extraordinary.

Like Toni Setyo Anderson who now scratches the steering wheel and supports the chin. Sometimes he leaned forward to look up at the window of Wulan's room whose balcony was dark.

Ptiiin .... Ptiiin ....

The sound of the car horn in front that was shining light on Toni's face, making the man's daydreams scatter.

Dean had arrived and he immediately turned off the car engine, then jumped out. A moment later, he was already in the middle seat of Dean's car.

“Lo parked next to the white car,” pinta Toni, pointing to a white SUV parked next to his car. “Bu Win, so come with it apparently. Sorry, yes, disturb malem-malem.” Toni shifted to sit behind the driver's seat.

“Nothing, Mas Toni. I again wanted to take a trip to Malem.” Winarsih smiled, looking back. Toni was hugging Dean's seatback and resting her chin there with a face that was clear.

“Lo is a real-ener ngerepotin, yes.” Dean nags while parking his car to where Toni says it is.

“Telfon Wulan, De.” Toni can't wait anymore. He was also sleepy and tired. But, everything has to be sorted out tonight.

“Above it. The balcony lights went out, but looks like yellow light from behind the window.” Toni pointed at the top of their right side.

“Now you're out there,” pinta Dean.

“Ngapain?” ask Toni.

“Kan, want to like movie scenes. Ujan-ujanan let Wulan kasian to lo. Romantically. How about, anyway?” dean, turned to look at Toni's face in the darkness of the car that was minimal light.

“Serious?” ask Tony again.

“Where's the number Wulan?” Dean reached out his phone to Toni. Toni quickly picked up the phone and typed the Wulan number. He was worried Dean changed his mind at any time.

“Ya, already. Lo get out there!” drive Dean. Toni obeyed her best friend to get out of the car. He stood under the rain that was still falling quite profusely.

Dean immediately pressed the call button to call Wulan. It was past midnight and he took his pregnant wife out of the house just for the sake of his best friend's petty business.

A few times the dial rang, sounding authentic from across.

“Lan? Dean, here! You sleeping? Try to look under the balcony—liat aja first,” pinta Dean. Then, he was silent for a moment. Heard the crackling and the door lock being turned twice.

Shortly thereafter ....

“Yes, geez! Toni is not home yet. What a kayak test!” pekik Wulan by phone.

“Say you snatch. He was restless, unable to sleep. He said he would be there if you did not let him in,” Dean said.

“Udahlah, Mas! Already malem. Tell me to go home,” said Wulan.

“Ih, how are you, anyway. Kasian, you know. Gagging, deh. Saturday is getting married. Is it not marriage?—Win, I guess we are not wearing a couple shirt. Toni ama Wulan is not clear,” Dean said on the phone.

“Kok, even talking about it?” sergeant Winarsih. “Itu Mas Toni has been tested,” continued Winarsih again.

“Eh, Mas Dean, this again where?” asked Wulan, starting to realize the situation.

“In the parking lot, this deket your lover stands.” Dean looked at Toni who was standing crossed arms in front of her chest and looked at Wulan on the balcony.

“My wife Mas Dean tagged?” tanya Wulan convinced herself again.

“Iya, this is coming. For Toni. She was pregnant again. But can not be left because of worry if her husband went out of the house himself,” said Dean. Just think about it. If Wulan has no pity on Toni, let the woman bow to Winarsih. Any way is done to get home quickly that night. He was always lost when Rio and Sky were outside the city. Toni will always be fighting.

Winarsih just sneered at her husband's words.

“I'm not good with Mas Dean's wife. Toni ngerepotin. Watch him later. I'm down now,” Wulan said ending the conversation.

Dean opened the windshield a little. “Ton! Toni!” The one called out still lived out his role. “Hey, crazy!” peekit Dean's.

PLAKK!

“Call the real temen. Can't be that. He, right, is not horrified. Nightmare,” says Winarsih.

“Sinting it's already pretty smooth, Dik Win. They sometimes call me—”

“What?” cut Winarsih.

“Nothing. Here kiss first,” said Dean, easing Winarsih's conical mouth for nagging him.

“Call the cement,” pinta Winarsih.

After two calls, Toni came to the window.

“Wulan is in. He's gonna take me out, huh? Lo tips are effective, yes.” Toni chuckles.

“Iya, earlier Wulan said ‘Such Kasian Mas Toni. I don't want him to get sick because of me.’ Lo?” satisfied Dean flicked the windshield of his car close to Toni's nose.

“Do not go home before Wulan down,” message Toni, walk to where she was standing.

“Cieee .. who wants to be spoiled for rain,” seductive Dean.

Wulan appeared a while later with a large umbrella. He wore long pants pajamas with a sweater that he held tightly in front of the body.

“Udah malem, instead of directly go home.” Wulan nagged in a whisper.

“Here is the umbrella let me carry it,” Toni said, taking the umbrella from Wulan's hand and lifting it higher.

Dean immediately rewinded his car and pressed two long horns before it passed from there.

“Definitely not have the heart to see me testing,” said Toni.

“Tega! Who said no heart? I don't feel good about Mas Dean's wife being brought around just because of trivial problems like gini. His wife, right, is pregnant again.” Wulan accelerated her footsteps towards the apartment lobby.

“Not because of me?” ask Toni.

“Not!” ketus Wulan's. “Can-can be ngerepotin person.”

“Based on the dog,” whispered Toni. Despite cursing, Toni quickly followed Wulan's steps towards the elevator. Whatever Dean said, the important thing was that he had Wulan picked up to go into the room.

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