Forced to Share a Bed
Requesting Signature

"Anyways, today you can't come home late anymore, Mom. Oiya, are you sure you didn't come to your series wife's four-monthly event?"

Now, the Goddess is a little more polite. He calls Hanin by the nickname Siri's wife.

"Related love. Anyway, I also want to accompany you to the salon."

"Hahaha, I'm happy, Mas. Finally, little by little you realize that your serial wife is no better than me. Oiya Mas, I also want a re-USG. Want to make sure that you and I can have sex yet." Honestly, that phrase gave me a little goosebumps.

"good. I agree."

"I'm so happy, Mom."

"Yes, I still have a job. The phone was already. Anyway, try to get home sooner."

The attitude of the Goddess changed was very spoiled and wasteful. The reason is always cravings, cravings and cravings. I always willed to grant. If I hadn't been able to grant it yet, mama would have inisaf taken over my duties.

"Listi, hurry to my room" I asked Listi via a parallel phone.

Tania was out to meet a client. So, I'm going to assign this task to Listi. In addition, this file will later be brought to Bandung by Listi.

Based on information from Hanin, today, Listi is going to Bandung to attend the four-monthly event of my favorite wife, Daini Hanindiya Putri Sadikin.

Before long, the tomboyish woman came, apparently ready to go home.

"I've got Caca's permission to go home early, sir. In my car even have many gifts for Daini," he explained.

"Sit down."

"Thank you, sir. What was? Is there anything I can do?"

"Would you like to go straight to Bandung?"

"Yes, dong. On a four-month basis it's my bestie, sir."

That sentence seemed to insinuate me. Does Listi know that I'm not going to Bandung?

"Here, there's a file you have to bring to Bandung to sign with Hanin."

While submitting the file I mean. This file was a witness questionnaire that Hanin had to fill out. The cargo was made by a team of lawyers with the approval of Bareskrim investigators.

"good. What do I think I'm gonna drop?"

He immediately took the file and put it in his bag.

"But you must go to the house of Sabil first to ask for his signature."

"What?!" Instantly, he removed the file until it fell to the floor.

"Why are you, Listi?" I helped him retrieve the fallen files.

"Sir, I can bring this file to Bandung, but not to the house of Mr. Sabil," he refused.

"Lho, why? This is an important file, there must be a signature of his Sabil sir."

"Why didn't you tell Sabil to come here?"

"Listi, he's a merry fellow."

"Groaning?" He knitted his brows.

"Yes right."

"Why don't you just go to his house."

"What?! You dare to refuse your superior orders?"

"Ma-sorry, Sir. But --."

"I have a lot of agenda with the Goddess. That's why ask for your help. If you don't want to, it doesn't matter. I told you because you are Hanin's best friend. The term, you are my confidant."

"Okay, I agree! Just send me the address!" resounding. He took the file from my hand.

"Listi, I'm your boss! Can't you be a little more polite?!"

"Can't sir!" the answer. Then hurried away with a sullen facial expression.

"Sister Listi is good, sir. Even if he's angry, but his heart is sincere 'kok. Trust me, okay?"

Recalling Hanin's explanation, I also forgave Listi's attitude.

After the Asar prayer, I hurried. Don't forget to send Hanin a message that I love him so much, and apologize for the umpteenth time for not being able to attend the event.

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Anggraini

"Aarray!"

Why did the director send me to his house?

Want to protest, but this is an important file for Daini. Yes, I want to see what an immoral man looks like when he is in his house.

His home is in the elite. Exclusive Complex in East Jakarta. The housing is easily accessible, about 5 kilometers from the Kelapa Gading area where I work.

Either he lives alone, or is still with his parents.

Until now, ever since he kissed me, my hatred for him has multiplied. Although he has repeatedly apologized, but I do not accept. I was angry and upset because it was always in the shadows over my head.

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Arriving at the address in question, I immediately showed the house number to the security guard at the main door of this complex.

"Oh, will you go to Komjen's house, Ma'am? Let me drop off," he said. I just nodded.

The commander? The Commissioner-General is three-star, right? It is unlikely that he is three-star. Because he's young. The commander must be his father. Oh, that means his dad's a cop, too. Dih, it deserves to be arrogant. I followed the security guard who was on the motor by driving slowly.

Then stop the speed of my car when the motorbike stopped right in a luxurious house and the largest size when compared to the house around it.

Actually, all the houses in this area are luxurious. But this is the most striking because it includes two kapling houses that are made into one.

"This is Komjen Nataprawira Sabilulungan's house, Ma'am. Please press the bell. Later, when going inside, Mbak will meet and interrogate his aide Pak Komjen," explained the security officer while bowing his head and passed.

"Well, thank you, sir," I said. After pulling the car over, I approached the gate.

"Damn!" muttered.

I hit my chest softly because of the sudden 'deg-degan.'

Then he braved to press the bell. After twice pressing the bell, the very high gate opened automatically. Sure enough, two men in black-and-black uniforms immediately approached me.

"Is there anything we can help you with?"

One more person, checking my body with a metal detector.

'Tit tit tit.'

Obviously it went off because in my bag there was a laptop and a cell phone.

"I want to see Sabil. I came here on the orders of Director Zulfikar Saga Antasena. There are files that must be signed by Mr. Sabil," I explained while showing the office id card.

"Have you had any prior appointments? You see, Sabilnya sir today just happened to be not feeling well."

"Sir, I was just told by the Director. I think, Mr. Sabil already knows about this. Please quickly notify Sabilnya sir. I don't have much time. After signing Sabil, I have to bring this important file to Bandung." I speak in a slightly taut tone. The two aides stared at each other.

"Okay, please sit there. We will confirm it first to the Director. If he really told you to come here, then we will tell Mr. Sabil."

"What?! Sir, I'm in a hurry!" my yelling.

My tarangku. Imagine, I'm tired. Uh, even told to wait. Yes, for others waiting it might be an ordinary thing. But not for me. I like it deftly or 'sat-set.' I know the term 'sat-set' from Daini.

"Patience, Ma'am."

One of the aides looked at me while holding a smile.

"Yes, Mommy. Please follow the procedure in this house. If the mother is not emotional, it will certainly look more beautiful," said the other aide.

"Okay, I'm sitting down! I'll wait! Quickly confirm!" Again, I screamed. They sighed.

"Oiya, can we hold the Mbak bag first?"

"Issh, there's nothing weird about it sir! These are all legal stuff! Please check it!"

All at once I opened the contents of my bag and showed them all. I messed with them so they'd be satisfied.

"Look! Lookie! There's no bomb, is there?!" my sentakku.

"Right," muttered one of them while checking and tidying up my things.

Then I took my phone. There's no other way to avoid this shitty situation than to call the man. Actually, I wouldn't call her, but I had to.

"Sorry, the mother is prohibited from receiving calls or calling in this area. There's a warning, ma'am. Please call in the area there," indicate.

The adjutant showed a ban banner and other areas that could be used to call.

"Oh my God, so complicated!" rutukla.

The care in this house eleven twelve with guard at the house of the Director. The difference is, the guards here are much more friendly and not too much. I ran to where they meant. It felt like throwing yourself into the crystal clear swimming pool at the end while scolding her.

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I'm looking for his call history. Because all this time, I never kept his number and always deleted the apology message he sent.

It seems, this is his number. I kinda recognize him.

It's been ringing to four but it's not lifted. I'm getting restless. The problem is, I'm scared of the night. Jakarta-Bandung is quite far away and driving needs high concentration.

"Why do you think about it?! Wonder 'deh," I grumbled.

If it's just cheerful, it should be able to take a call.

"Li-listi?"

Finally lifted up as well, his tone clearly showed shock.

"It's hard to pick up the phone! You can meet me no? I--."

"W-what?! Meet you? Over where? Why should I see you?" as usual.

"Issh, so don't yell at dong! I'm not done talking!"

"Excuse me, and don't be rude. My ears hurt." Even complaining.

"I was ordered by the Director to come here. Want to ask for your signature. I don't know what file this is. Anyway, there should be your signature and the file will be taken immediately to Bandung."

"What file?" He asked back.

"Grandmike! Lah, 'couldn't sir Director confirm to you first?! Wonderful duh! Yes, hurry up Sir! I don't have much time! Go straight to Bandung! Daini wants four months!"

"To Bandung? Alone?"

"Well, what if I'm alone?! Already ah! Not a lot of cingcongs! You don't buy time! Hurry up meet me! Don't be so much base---."

I'm riveted. I couldn't continue my sentence. Because, when I turned around, that perverted cop was already behind me.

For a moment, I stared at her appearance. He wears bright yellow pajamas. Wearing flip-flops, and on his forehead is attached fever-lowering drugs commonly used by infants or children.

"Getc."

I tried to hold back the laughter. Her appearance is very funny. At first glance, it even looks so alarming. Then I clenched these lips tightly as the two aides approached.

"Sir Abil, report sir. This boy wants to meet my father. He said he got a job from the Director. We just confirmed to her secretary on behalf of Ms. Tania. But, Ms. Tania doesn't know anything and says that the Director is no longer in his room."

"It's okay, sir. Thank ye. He's my friend 'cocky, '" he said as he approached and grabbed my shoulder just like that.

"He was a friend who helped me succeed the abduction-failure operation on his young wife, Mr. Director" he explained. Again, while holding my shoulder that was trying to brush it off.

"No! I'm not Polwan!" I shouted while shaking my shoulders after escaping his embrace.

How dare he SKSD! Basic pervert!

"Sorry, from the appearance it is suitable even if it is Polwan. Yes, we'll excuse you, sir." They saluted before it passed.

"We're sitting there yuk!" bring him. Now grab my hand.

"No need to hold my hand, right?! Not SKSD, sir! Earlier, you also embraced me without permission!" I shouted while clasping his hand.

"Hahaha, okay. Excuse me. I don't feel SKSD. We were close, right? Our lips were once so close that they stuck, "the lead while throwing anti-fever drugs with his forehead into the trash.

"Sablon! Enough's enough!" my yelling. I hope no one hears.

"Hahaha, okay. Sorry." He sat down casually on the garden chair while bringing the chair closer for me to sit on.

"Quick the signature!"

I don't want to linger with this man. Immediately thrust the file given by the Director.

"Asking for my signature can't come from like this, there's the SOP." He rejected the file I gave him.

"What?! Mr Sabil! You don't have much style! I wasn't told any SOPs were the same, Director! Sign it quickly! Or I'll make a report that you've harassed me!"

"Oh yeah? Harassment report? Just please. Later, I will also plead if you are the one who first teased me. Who was wearing the open shirt?"

"What?! Ishh, yes already! If you don't want hands! I'm not forcing 'kok either!"

I quickly retrieved the file. But it was taken first.

"Sablon! Return file!"

I'm trying to snatch. But he avoided it by raising the file high. I tiptoed and jumped to grab it. But it didn't work.

"Did?" Someone's voice surprised me. He also looked surprised.

"Mother-Mother?" said. I put the file down, straightened my pajamas, and stood straight beside me.

I looked up, looking at the woman. She's gorgeous. Maybe she's the same age as my mom. He was holding a bowl that contained food similar to chicken porridge.

"His compress medicine is gone?"

The woman approached, put down the bowl, then checked her forehead. Geez, if called mother, this woman is the mother of that perverted man.

"Mother, Aa no longer need to use compress medicine. 'I've been taking medicine. Aa's better, Bun. The fever's down."

Geez, she turns out to be 'mama's boy.' Again, I held back the laughter. She must be embarrassed.

Hooray, I have so much material to bully and bully him. He also gave himself. Right, he must be the same as Daini, the Sundanese.

"Who is this, A?" The woman looked at me. I had to be nice.

"I'm the staff, Director, ma'am. My name is Listi Anggraeni." I took his hand for me to experience.

"Oh, sirain Polwan who said Aa was always chasing after Aa," he said.

Geez, why do I think Polwan is again, anyway? Is it because my hair is short and my posture is high?

"No, Bun. He's my friend." Again, he recognized me as his friend.

"Yes already, sit tight, Neng. Geulis pisan (very pretty)," he said.

I'm sculpting. So blushed because it was called 'neng.'

"He used to be called 'sister, ' Bun. He used to call it Electricity. Uh, emm .. Aa mean, Listi. Look, introduce, it's my bundle."

I smiled as the woman looked at me. I don't know why I'm so nervous.

"Sister Listi? Yes, Mother also wants to call Sister Listi. Sok atuh (please) continue his business. Keep this up, how's the chicken porridge, A? Still want a bribe?"

What's?! Befouled?! So---.

"Haha."

I have no power to hold back my laughter anymore. Failed already. Previously, wanted to pretend graceful. But I'm even cracking up. I can't believe a man of that size is still being fed.

"Mother mah, ishh."

He hugged the woman. Maybe shame, right? Face blushing.

"Hahaha, A Abil if sick is spoiled, Brother. But, because she's an only child, so the same Mother always obeyed her will."

Apparently, he's an only child. Almost like me. After my sister died, I was forced to be an only child because my mother could not get pregnant again.

"Mother, Mommy shouldn't embarrass Aa dong. After all, Aa wants to be bribed if it hurts again, 'kok."

His face is still red. I stopped laughing after my stomach hurt a little. I also like to be fed to my mother.

"Aaa," the bunch thrusting a spoonful of porridge.

"A's full, Bun."

"Don't lie, that's five bribes. Uh, you're busy getting calls."

"Jeez Mother."

He finally opened his mouth. I should have photographed this moment, then sold the photo to local media, or attached it to a power pole in Jakarta.

"Please sign it quickly, sir. After this, I'm going straight to Bandung. Afraid of the night."

"Yes, where's the pen."

Thank goodness, once there's a mother, she doesn't love me anymore.

"Mother get a drink first." Bunda passed.

"No need, Mom. I want to leave immediately" I refused.

"You mean, you want to grab a drink for A Abil, not for Kak Listi" he explained with a smile.

"W-what?"

Geez, this mother and son really blew me away.

"Hahaha, relax. Later, my mother will bring you a drink, too, 'kok." He also laughed after his mother left.

"Quick the signature!"

"Ready. Hold on, I'll check first." He read it seriously.

"Hooaaaam."

I yawned while waiting for him to read.

"Are you sure you want to drive in a sleepy state?"

"Related."

I cleared the file he just signed.

"Do I need to control you? Or how about you get ushered in with my father's aide. Wanna?"

"meaning? Who am I? You're funny 'deh. I'd like to say goodbye, excuse me, and thank you."

"Listi, wait. I'm seriously worried about you. Just send it, huh? It's not good to drive in a sleepy state."

"Sabil sir, why are you 'clean? I often 'kok Bandung alone."

Then the mother came. Sure enough, he brought me a drink too.

"Drink first, brother."

"thank you. But, I'm in a hurry, Mom."

I immediately regretted it. Then hurry. The man sighed and let me go.

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"Damn!! 'Couldn't be 'clean?!" I didn't think it through.

Why did my car tire deflate? Obviously, it was fine.

"Need help?"

He suddenly came. Already wearing neat clothes.

"I want to borrow your bike, can't I? Look for a tire patch in the area around here. Coincidentally, I don't have jacks and spare tires."

"Let's see, you were ushered in with my father's aide. Your car let me handle it, how?"

"W-what? But --."

"Have it, don't be stubborn."

The gate of his house suddenly opened. Then a car came out. While I was still fixated, he snatched my car keys from my hand, then quickly retrieved the items in the trunk.

"Sabil Sir! You're exaggerating! I don't like it!"

"Listi, this is a gift for Daini's mom, right? Already, I'm moving it to my car huh."

"Sabil Sir! Enough's enough!"

"Strick him, sir. Put it in my car" he told two aides who had just arrived.

"Good Sir."

"What?! Mr Sabil! You don't go crazy!"

I glared in disbelief, and the two sturdy and big men actually dragged me along.

"Hey! Off! The screen printing! Look out for you!"

Inside the car, there was already a man sitting on the steering wheel.

"So he's fine, sir."

Mr. Sabil closed the door of this car with a smile and waved his hand when this car drove. And I, of course, am still in shock mode.

"His mother was lucky, if Abil sir wanted to, he could report Mbak for forcing the vehicle into a state of intoxication" the driver said.

"What?! Who is drunk?! I'm not drunk, sir!"

"Said Mr. Abil, the mother was drunk but forced to drive to Bandung. Because Mr. Abil loves you as his friend, Mr. Abil wants to prevent bad things from happening to you by telling me to puncture the tires of the car's Mbak until deflated," he explained.

"WHAT?!"

My eyeballs almost jumped off his petals. Mr. Sabil is completely insane. What right has he to set me up and do such an arbitrary act?!

"Down me here, sir!" my yelling.

"Can't Ma'am. I'll just drop you off at Bandung. At her house, Mrs Daini" she said with a smile.

"What?! Sir, I'm going to the toilet first, please stop there!"

"Said Mr. Abil, if you want to go to the toilet, do not take it down. Because the mama must be lying and wants to run away."

"What?! Mr. Sabil is not sane sir! As long as you know yes! I'm not drunk! My fault is only one, I yawn in front of him!"

The driver just smiled. Then just shut up. I don't feel any more anger and protest.

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...~Tbc~...