Pura Pura Wife
Chapter.79

The pounding on the door of the house grew louder, while Arlene did not dare to come out of the room out of fear. She continued to contact Robin but there was no response from the man her future husband could tell her because Arlene had finally decided to accept his proposal.

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"Name ... Not the door, it's me. Dean!" lirih Dean with a barely audible voice.

Dean repeatedly knocked on the door, waiting for a long time, but Arlene did not open it.

"Arlene ..It's me! Open the door, I want to talk to you." she said in a louder voice than before.

Arlene gasped in shock when she heard who was outside the door and knocked for almost half an hour.

The sound of lightning began to be heard with flashes of lightning in the sky that already looked dark, while time had hit the early hours of the day where everyone should have slept soundly .

Arlene slowly walked out of the room and looking at the doorway, she peeked out of the window slit with the curtains that she flicked a little.

And sure enough, the figure of Dean who was standing with clothes that were no longer care, not to mention his hair that was random and his face was tangled.

"Name .. I'm not leaving until you open the door and listen to me talk."

"Dean?" quietly, he immediately closed the curtain back which he flicked a little.

With a pity mixed with pity to see his unfounded condition, Arlene finally opened the door of the house.

"What else did Dean want. Don't you know what time it is? You're crazy for disturbing the comfort of everyone else in this house, it's late and what are you here for?"

"I'm sorry Arlene, I'm sorry, I don't intend to bother you, but there's one thing I have to tell you before I leave!" he said with both feet staggering.

"You drunk Dean!?"

But as if Dean did not touch him, he still stood up even though it felt his body was getting heavy so many times almost fell down.

"Name .... I'm .." she said in a trembling voice.

The strong wind felt very cold, accompanied by lightning that was increasingly striking. Dean looked up at the black sky and then looked back at Arlene.

"Come in, it looks like there's going to be a storm." great-granddaughter Arlene, who couldn't possibly let Dean continue to be outdoors during a storm.

Dean nodded his head softly and stepped in with both feet that he had dragged due to the lingering effects of alcohol with a mouth-watering smell piercing his nose.

Arlene clucked small, but also felt like she was looking at him mainly because of her current miserable condition, but Arlene did not want to fall back asleep with him.

"You're drunk Dean, you should know yourself, go home to your own place and take care of yourself, not like this. You come and disturb others!" he said firmly and a little snapping.

Indeed Arlene tried to fortify herself so as not to fall again in the same pit, though her heart was now filled with a gripping unease.

But Dean suddenly laughed, before long he lowered his head. "You remember the first storm that night? We were fighting over each other's cabs?"

"I remember it clearly, even the color of the flat shoes you wear. I remember Arlene!"

"Easy ... You're drunk! Drink this and go home!" he said he did not want to discuss the past which only reminded him of his stupidity.

Arlene hurriedly entered the kitchen, and took something from the medicine storage box, after finding it she came back to Dean.

"It's aspirin, to relieve the effects of alcohol" he said again by keeping the drug on the table with a glass of water.

Dean lifted his head and looked at him, his eyes now red, either because he was sad or just drunk. But managed to make Arlene stunned.

"I'm sorry Arlene. I know I've had a lot of mistakes with you, but I really want to fix it." she said in a trembling voice.

Arlene, who was standing with her arms folded over her chest, was silent without wanting to help or do anything when Dean tried to reach for the aspirin on the table. "Can I sit down? My head hurts a little!"

Arlene again just kept quiet and looked at the man who kept playing with his heart and with great difficulty finally Dean could sit on the couch. And take the medicine given to him and then downing the medicine given by Arlene with a glass of water.

"Thank you! You're good even if I can't apologize in the right way. Please forgive me Arlene!"

"Easy ... Don't talk too much! After a short silence, you better go home, I don't want to get involved with your future wife!"

"I've broken up with him, I think my choice has been right all along, I chose Alexa because my main goal was just him. But do you know Arlene ... During that time I also realized that in my heart there began to be you. I feel like I'm the dumbest person by my own choice!" it is long wide.

Arlene was still silent, her mouth was closed even though in her brain now appeared a variety of questions, even poisons and insults that were ready to slide attack Dean, but not realized because her tongue was like a hoax. Especially when he heard that Dean's relationship with the international model had run aground.

"Name ... What do I do to forgive me? Do I have to prostrate myself in front of you or do you want me to do what." she said again by getting up and prostrating herself with her knees on the floor.

"I always wish I could tell you straight, but I'm still a coward for saying it when I'm drunk!" dean said he couldn't possibly miss it anymore.

"Then what do I do when I know you and Alexa are over. Do you have to laugh with satisfaction, or do I have to scream so you don't act stupid like this. Wake up don't make it look like I'm evil for not forgiving you." concluded Arene, who made Dean bow his head even more while prostrating in front, for all have done their own duties. Anyway from where do you know I'm here!

"I ...!'

Bruk!

Dean's body is now slumped forward, making Arlene even more afraid, it feels ridiculous to see Dean do that and lower self-esteem in front of parents.

"navy ... Jeez ... You're just a hassle!" it was Arlene muttering that helped Dean by pulling both his shoulders. And 30 minutes went by with Dean now touching Dean's hot hands.

"God .... Your body is hot!"

The now unconscious Dean astonished him, but Arlene did not want to be deceived anymore, she was also firm. With Dean high. And Arlene took him to the couch with great difficulty.

Arlene remained silent again.

"What do you really want Dean for?"