Forced to Share a Bed
Tragedy [Part 1]

Daini Hanindiya Princess Sadikin

Tired ....

It feels reluctant to move. My whole body is like a crumble. Last night, because of the influence of the drug, the duration was very long. Although tired, but I like it. Is this due to the effects of pregnancy hormones?

The doctor said, along with the loss of a number of unpleasant symptoms in the first trimester, the boost of pregnant women in this phase may be increased. This is because my body is starting to adapt to pregnancy and become more energetic.

The feeling of dizziness, nausea, and vomiting, lately it has never happened again. I also feel that my chest is bigger and more sensitive.

The doctor also said there would be swelling in one of my organs. This swelling causes the appearance of extra blood to some parts of the body and results in a more delicious and pleasant taste when having sex. 

Because of the increased sensitivity to my sensitive organs, it is no wonder that the urge to have that relationship has increased. But I always tried to hide it from Mr. Zulfikar. Yes, I know if 'ask or ask first' the reward is greater. But, I have not dared to do so out of embarrassment and awkwardness.

I had better take advantage of this phase. Having sex during pregnancy is a good way to stay mentally, emotionally, and physically connected.

Last night, I wanted so much, but Mr. Zulfikar was not beside me. Luckily, there's a Misti I can talk to. So, I can forget my passion until I can finally fall asleep without thinking about it. Oh my God, I'm ashamed of myself.

When I woke up, opened my eyes and thought that the naughty touch was a dream, I was surprised. The one I miss and want is really in front of me. I touched her face repeatedly to make sure. His attitude was strange and unusual. Mr. Zulfikar suddenly attacked my lips and groped my body with haste, frenzy and a little rough. He doesn't even care about my pain complaints.

"Sorry dear, I-I framed the Goddess. I'm under the influence of powerful drugs. Will you help me?"

Apparently, it happened because of the act of the Goddess. Pucuk dikin ulampun arrive. I certainly didn't waste this opportunity. Immediately open up and put all my body to complete his desires and also my desires.

I sighed, these lips spontaneously smiling. Last night's events re-imagined and gave my romance a goosebump.

Thankfully, the baby in my womb is fine. Again, I smiled as I rubbed my stomach. Feeling happy because I did not experience any complaints after doing the unusual and stressful union. Last night, Mr. Zulfikar seemed to have forgotten that I was pregnant.

"Smiling continues, given are you the same Director, Neng," teased sister Listi who just walked into my room after I sent her a message.

"Hehe." I'm confused as to what to answer. Yes, I can only laugh.

"Here, I'll just."

Misti took the broom in my hand. Actually, this room's been swept and cleaned, but I don't think it's clean enough.

"No need, Brother."

"It's okay Dai, I'm also at home like nyapu, 'kok. Yes, although rare," he said. The broomstick had moved into his hand.

"Eh, Dai. I'm fine if there's no director said 'gue.' If there is a Director, I dare not. He said, the words 'lu' and 'gue' are impolite. Though yes Neng, the words 'lu' and 'gue' were already in KBBI aka the Great Indonesian Dictionary," he added while busy sweeping. But, it has origin. Just this time I saw a direction like that.

"No problem, brother. Brother wants to call me 'lu' is fine too, really. But, Mr. Zulfikar did forbid me from saying 'lu.' The reason, because his grandmothers from Yuze's mother surnamed Lu. Thus, the Lu clan was actually from the Wei clan, and was a respected clan because the Lu clan ancestor was the founder of the Qi state in the imperial era of China."

"The ancestor of the Lu clan is a descendant of the legendary emperor who is very instrumental in teaching the people in the land of bamboo curtains about agriculture, and flood control. In fact, many people from minority tribes in China have adopted the name Lu as a surname. Like the Manchus, the Mongols, the Tujians, the Li, the Tu, and the Koreans" I explained at length.

"What are you talking about, Neng? Hahaha, kidding. Oh, so that's the reason. Okay, I get it. Worth the eyes of the Director like to look if I say you're the same as you. Oiya, what time do we rent it, Neng?"

"Finished I pray Dhuha, we leave yes, Brother."

"OKAY. Emm, Neng, sorry yes, hehehe. Last night, 'kok sir the director came home 'sih? Where as people get drunk again. I'm surprised to know, Neng. I think he's drunk. His face was so red, his breathing was so dull. But I don't smell alcohol 'clean."

I pondered for a moment. Can't be if I tell you? Husbands are prohibited from telling anyone about their bed. Except to doctors for medical reasons that are emergency and urgent.

"I'm surprised too, brother. Maybe just finished futsal with his friends. Mr. Zulfikar came back here to get something, brother." Sorry, Mr. Listi. I had to lie. May I be forgiven.

"Oh, I don't think because I want to sleep with you, Neng. Hehe. By the way, 'ok your way a bit different 'sih, Neng? A little bit frail how that is."

I even watch the way I walk. Geez, Misti is very thorough 'sih. Wonder 'deh. I tried to walk normally. Well, that's so embarrassed. I had to lie again. Hmm, what other reason is that?

"Emm, s e l a n g k a n g a n me a little chafing, sister. Due to pregnancy and weight gain, my underware is a lot of minimalist size. If the Sundamah like to say it's a round, brother. It means scuffed." Athaghfirullah, I lied again.

"Hahaha, are you lying, Neng? Let's just say. Your face is red. Then, you also use hold-hold the tip of the nose of everything. It's a sign that you're lying."

"What?! Brother Listi! Already ah! Don't talk about it anymore. Better, Brother is also getting ready for the Dhuha prayer," my dear.

"Hahaha, sorry Neng Dai."

"Shalat Dhuha is a lot, Brother. Can bring sustenance, forgiven sin, worth alms, can worship prayer, avoid evil, nourish the body, and will make the face become radiant. There are even hadiths that say Hajj and Umrah, and will be made a special door in heaven" I explained. Deliberately diverting the subject.

"Well, if you've talked about religion, I give up Neng. Yes, I also want to pray ah. Actually, the cave also likes to pray Dhuha, Neng. But rarely, hehehe, can be counted on the same finger. What else is Tahajud prayer, beuh is very rare. Sleepy and lazy to know, Neng. I woke up 'sih, but to pee doang, after pee ya bobok again, hahaha," he chatted.

"The style is many, brother. I'm also the same 'kok, lazy and sleepy heavy. But it's always forced."

"What else if again hugged the Director the same time yes, Neng. Lazy must be many times."

"Sister, to be a true Muslim is not an easy thing. There must be many challenges and obstacles. Goodness is not immediately present except with habituation and perseverance. So, the best strategy to constantly improve the quality of our faith and Islam is nothing but to vigorously practice the habit that sometimes has to do with a little coercion."

"Well, I agree with you, Neng." Sister Listi is approaching. Then kiss my stomach.

"Sip. I concur. By the way a nice worship, I think the same --." Sister Lysti paused her sentence. His cheeks suddenly blushed.

"Ih, Sister Listi!" I know what he's thinking.

"Hahaha, but I'm right, aren't I, Neng?"

"Yes, Brother is right. Hence, get married 'dong, brother."

"Gue wants to, too, Neng. But, my relationship with Akmal is on the edge."

Kak Listi then told the problem with Akmal brother. He also told about the misunderstanding of Amal's brother against Sabil.

"Haha."

I laughed after hearing that Misti considered Sabil as his mortal enemy.

"Gue hates that thing, Neng. He's really arrogant. If only he wasn't his friend, Mr. Director, I'd kicked him all the way to Pluto so that I and he wouldn't meet again."

"Is that what you hate, Mr. Sabil? Brother, don't hate him too much. What if Mr. Sabil is fooled by Brother? It could be, right?"

"Dih, sorry yes, Neng. He's not my type. Amit-amit 'dah. I have no interest in the apparatus. I want to marry a businessman. Minimum of Akmal. Akmal's a businessman, too, Neng."

"What kind of businessman is Akmal, brother? Not an affiliate, is it?"

"Akmal has a loundry business and photo copy. The branches are also quite a lot, Neng. Loundry has four branches. If the copy photo is three branches. Now we are starting a new business cleaning room service."

"Well, great or good, brother Akmal."

Sister Listi sighed. He daydreamed for a moment. Meaning, his relationship with Akmal's brother is really not good.

"Yes, we pray Dhuha yuk, brother!"

He nodded. Then hurry to ablution.

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Anggraini

"Don't go home too late, Neng. Sister Listi, please take care of Daini yes," Yuze said.

"Ready, Mom," I replied.

Me and Daini were about to leave for the contract. Until ten this morning, I haven't seen the Director come home. He's still with his old wife. But, just after the Dhuha prayer, I saw Daini receiving a call from the Director. However, I couldn't eavesdrop on what they were talking about because Daini spoke very slowly.

Forgive me, servant of Ya Rabb, until now, I still like to eavesdrop and gossip. In fact, gossiping includes ghibah. Daini said, the Koran has likened those who like to gossip or bless others as 'people who have the heart to eat the carcass of their own brother.' 

Unfortunately, the impressions that contain gossip news are so rife. This, said Daini signifies that the supervision of such shows has not been carried out effectively, even some rules are not well adhered to by television station managers.

"There's a bodyguard too Ma. Mama doesn't have to worry. I'm fine," Daini said.

Together with Bu Yuze, he was preparing a small basket that would later be used to store the results of tomato and chili paneh.

"When you get there, Mama and Papa will." Suddenly Aksa sir came.

"Surely, Pa." Daini directly approached Pak Aksa to help push his wheelchair.

"Dai, no need. Let's just be sisters, you're pregnant, "prevent Mr. Aksa.

After parting, Dainipun and I left. Daini got in my car. Mr. Reza and two bodyguards were in another car. I don't know what their names are. All I know is Mr. Reza.

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"Sister, I want an ice cendol, we stop first."

His name is also pregnant. Looking at the fresh, hungry. The car that Rezapun was driving stopped. But it didn't come down.

"Because close again, we eat at the rent, yes, Neng. How many packs?"

"Five packs means, brother. Uh, six only, 'deh. Afraid I might go," he said.

After getting the ice cendol, the journey continues. When I entered the alley, my eyes circulated because before, in this area, I had felt like someone was peeping at my car.

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...~Tbc~...