Pura Pura Wife
Chapter.80

"What do you really want Dean for?"

Dean's high body temperature made him shiver, he was also sweating profusely.

Arlene unbuttoned her shirt and took off her shoes, stretching her body with both legs slightly bent because they did not fit on the sofa.

Arlene takes warm water and starts compressing it, doing the same thing Alleyah did when she had a fever.

"You why Dean?" when sticking a compress tool on his forehead.

The night Arlene woke up unable to even sleep because she kept compressing Dean with an increasingly high fever. Luckily Alleyah was not fussy that night, so Arlene could focus on the man who arrived in a drunken state. I don't know what the man was thinking until he came to Arlene's house.

Dean opened his eyes just as Arlene was yawning, then glanced at the clock stuck to the wall.

The dimpled man grabbed his hand and made Arlene flinch in shock.

"What am I doing." he said, trying to get his hands off.

"Shut up for a moment, just a moment Arlene." muttered Dean who placed the hand he held over his chest, until his heartbeat was felt directly by Arlene.

"You know why my heart is pounding like this Arlene?" he said again with both eyes closed. "Do you feel it?"

"Maybe because the medicine you drink is very hard, you are influenced by the drink, maybe that's the reason, so don't make something that is not not." said Arlene who again tried to release her own hands.

But Dean grasped it firmly, until Arlene's death weakened, he no longer tried to release his hand after a clash with Dean.

"I don't think you feel the same way about me, but I always try to avoid disappointing you and even disappointing Arlene. I know I'm wrong, I'm trying to suppress my feelings for you because I think what I love is Alexa."

"Here Dean, we don't have to talk about this anymore, I don't have any feelings for you, nor do I hold any high hopes for you because I know myself." arlene lightly pulled her hand slowly.

Dean let go with a disappointed face and could not be described anymore about how his heart was at the moment. But Dean's gaze could not be separated from him, very deep and also shady, as if looking for the truth hidden in the eyes. As the saying goes, the eyes can never lie.

"I don't know what I'm doing right now Arlene, but I'm tormented with my own feelings. Can you help me to strengthen my own heart?" lirihny again.

Arlene looked at him pushyly, then she let out a breath that felt claustrophobic.

"Listen Dean.The distance between us is too far, our separation fortress is too high and the storm will get bigger if we are together. Just so you know how long I've been waiting for you to talk to Dean, I wonder what I feel this is not something pseudo, but again you just came up with a false hope, a false hope, you can't be consistent in your own decisions. Until now you haven't changed Dean. You're so confused."

"I'm sorry ... I'm too cowardly to admit it, I ...!"

"Because you don't know yourself Dean, and I don't want to get involved with feelings you just don't know what they are."

Arlene got up and improved her body but Dean blocked her hand until her steps stopped.

"Give me a chance, Arlene, give me some time to get things done and I'll come to you."

"Sorry Dean, I can't."

"Why? Didn't you feel the same way as me, didn't you still pound when you were with me Arlene. Don't lie because I know."

"I still can't Dean .. Go, it looks like your fever is down now" he said with a leg.

"Name ... I love you!"

Dean got up from the sofa, walked up to him and hugged him from behind, his hands wrapped around Arlene's shoulders and he cupped his head on her shoulder.

"You heard me, right? I love you Arlene ... And I'm gonna let Alexa go, I'm not gonna change my mind with all your satisfaction. I ....!"

"Dean?" slowly oozed. She longs to turn around and return Dean's warm embrace, saying the same to him that she loves him sincerely, but it's too late, because Arlene has accepted Robin.

"Sorry Dean, I can't" he said, releasing Dean's hands and then stepping into the room.

Dean stared at the door of the now-closed mahogany-brown room. Somehow it feels now. Chest that feels relieved but a sense of disappointment is increasingly blaring also accompanies it.

"Why Arlene! Is it because of Robin?" he left again without wanting to get out of his place.

While Arlene was standing behind the door holding back tears, both her hands were smothering her own mouth. It was so painful to hear the reality that in the end fate did not also side with them.

"Since I've only pretended to be your wife Dean. To this day, she can never truly be your wife." she wrote without a voice.

Dean threw his body back on the couch. What he is doing now is nothing compared to Arlene's disappointment over him so far. Many times he told her to believe and be sure but also many times he was disappointing.

"Name ... I will not stop, I have decided and will never change again. I will fight for this love. I don't care if my whole family doesn't accept you. I also don't care about everything that's blocking me Arlene." he muttered again.

Clearly Arlene heard him, she shook her head but did not dare to go out of the room either, it was so painful but it was too late.

Until the dark sky was now starting to light up, and the clanking of the clock kept turning. Dean did not step out of his place. He sat on the couch for hours. I don't know what he's waiting for, but he doesn't want to leave.

Until the door opened and Alleyah walked out with her pillow face. The little girl walked over with an astonished look at Dean who was now looking over, looking at him and smiling.

"Bag darling. How are you today?" with a pale face.

"Are you sick?" alleyah asked by rubbing her eyes that still felt sticky, with blonde curls that were also still messy but looked adorable.

"No ... I'm okay!"

Alleyah nodded. "Do you want milk? Milk is good for bone and dental health. You want? It can also make the body high up."

"You can make your own milk?"

"Yes .. Of course three tablespoons of milk with a glass of water. Don't get hot. It's warm enough. Turn the turn 30 times." he chanted by moving his hand around. "We can drink it right away. Do you try?"

"Yes please?" dean said with a smile. Alleyah who is now three years old is already good at telling stories, and adorable.

The girl nodded, running into the kitchen, she climbed onto the dining table chair to pick up her animal-shaped glass.

"This is lion!" he said by showing his milk bottle to Dean who was still sitting. Until the man got up and approached her.

"Nice lion Alleyah." muttered Dean who was now standing parallel to the chair beside him.

Alleyah turned to him, looking fixedly at Dean as if he was remembering the memory in his brain.

"Are you my daddy?"