Forced to Share a Bed
Events [Part 2]

Ceu Janita

Ummi forced her to go to the living room. I failed to prevent it. Kang Hendra must be angry.

"Ummi, wait a minute Mi."

"Ran Ummi is like you, Ceu!" Ummi. He did not heed my orders.

Ummi and I arrived in the living room along with the entry of several armed men into the house. Suddenly, me and ummi were trembling and very scared. Ummi held her chest. I held ummi's back so ummi wouldn't fall.

"Don't run! Hands up! The house is surrounded!" yell at one of them.

Then everyone but me raised their hands. I can't raise my hand because I have to support the ummi body.

"Sir Zulfikar! You sneaky! Are they cops?!" yelled the guest sitting on the chair!"

"We're here because we got a report that you kidnapped the Goddess' mother and threatened Zulfikar sir!" it was clearly the man who was currently at gunpoint.

"What?! We didn't kidnap anyone! It is precisely Mr. Zulfikar who has kidnapped the Goddess!" shouted the man with the gun.

"Don't lie! I have proof! I can't kidnap my own wife! You guys don't make this up!" sentak pak Zulfikar's.

"MAS! Explain it to Ummi! What's the matter, 'sih?! Not the Goddess ---."

"U-Ummi?" Turns out, Mr. Zulfikar just realized the existence of ummi.

"Ummi calm down, yes" I whispered.

"Mom, let us explain! This handsome mother-in-law is actually very evil! He could hurt his wife and the rest of his family in-laws to get Mom's child!" shouted the man who was being held by a gun.

"Shut up! Don't talk anymore!" jolt of the man who was allegedly a policeman.

"Huh! You're also a blind pay-eating cop!"

Suddenly, one of the men sitting on the chair stood up and quickly pulled my husband's shoulder. He put a gun to my husband's head.

"Kang Hendra!" my yelling.

"Let your weapons down!" shouting police. But they didn't heed.

Until the unexpected finally happened. A criminal detonated his weapon towards Zulfikar sir. But Mr. Zulfikar was rescued by the police by being pushed hard to the floor. Ummi. I also.

'DRO.'

Bullet hit the flower pot until it broke into pieces.

"Ummi!" my yelling. When the pot broke, ummi fainted with blue lips.

"Ummi!" Kang Hendra ran to help me.

"Ummi!" Mr. Zulfikarpun approached and looked panicked.

"Sir Zulfikar! Ummi has heart disease!" my yelling.

"Astaghfiullah! Ummmi!" exclaim mr. Zulfikar.

Without further ado, Mr. Zulfikar immediately carried the ummi. Meanwhile, police continued to herd the uninvited guests out of the house and then paralyzed them by dueling. I don't know what happened because the fight happened in the yard.

"Hurry and call Dr Rahmi! We have to get Ummi to the hospital!" shouted mr. Zulfikar.

"U-Ummi?"

Suddenly neng Daini came. I don't have much time. Immediately ran while shouting to call doctor Rahmi. My feelings are not out of whack. I just had this bad event.

"Ammy?!"

Doctor Rahmi arrives. Apparently, he initiative out of the room after hearing the sound of gunfire.

"The danger! Ummi could have heart failure! Kang Hendra quickly picked up the oxygen in Daini's room!" shouted doctor Rahmi while holding the head of ummi who is currently still in the lap of Zulfikar sir.

"Sir Zulfikar! Put the ummy down first. Keep it on the floor! I have to do a pulmonary heart resuscitation!" shouted doctor Rahmi.

With the temples clinking and hands shaking, Mr. Zulfikar was laying down the ummi. Daini. He stared at Ummi with tears in his eyes.

"Hurry the ambulance, Kang!" I shouted at Hendra's kang. I personally immediately ran the ridge to follow the abah to the cottage.

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While passing through the yard, I saw five men who had been in the living room had been successfully bent by a group of men who most likely were police. They wear casual clothes. So, I can't tell which cops are the thugs.

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Current

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Zulfikar Saga Antasena

I just called Mr. Sabil to slide to Bandung right now after helping Dr. Rahmi do basic life support to ummi. Thankfully, the reservation worked. Ummi can breathe again. But his condition was very weak and paled.

Ambulance is on its way. Ummi is already using oxygen, and is currently being infused by Dr Rahmi. Dr Rahmi suggested that Ummi be taken to the hospital using an ambulance because it was feared that his heart and lungs would again experience respiratory failure.

"Dear."

I'm approaching Hanin. Wanted to hug him because he had not stopped crying after seeing the state of ummi. But Hanin turned away and ran to his room.

"Hanine. Dear." I chased.

"Deliver!" he shouted as his hand reached out.

"Darling, a-I---."

"Enough Sir! Enough's enough! I can't take it anymore!" his yell.

He must have been in shock because of the deteriorating condition of the ummi, and I realized that this was all my fault.

"Darling, sorry. I know I'm wrong."

"Huuu, I've sacrificed everything for you! But I'm not willing to sacrifice my own ummah for this relationship!"

He brushed my hand. Then he sat on the floor and cried. I'm riveted. I feel like I am at the lowest point and very tired.

"I-i was wrong. I'll take responsibility." I tried to get close to him again. However ....

"Go! Don't come near me yet!" banish him. Hanin was angry, and this is what I was most afraid of.

"Darling ...." I'm away too.

"Huuu, ummi, ummi," he lamented. I held my chest. Feeling very guilty.

"I'll treat ummi, baby. I'll provide the best treatment for ummi."

"Huu. It's not a matter of treatment! It's about negligence! You're neglecting to keep my ummah out of this scenario! Where is your promise to keep my family safe?! Where's it?!" his yell. Just this time he was so loud.

"Darling, I-I was wrong. Sorry."

I looked at him deeply. My eyes started to glaze over. I'm worried this condition is affecting her pregnancy. All because of papi! How dare he send armed thugs to suppress me!

"Sir Zulfikar! There's brother!" obviously Kang Hendra who met me with gasps.

"Change." Hanin returned to the living room crying.

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Abah was facing the Deputy Commander who seemed to have explained his case to his brother. His hands looked clenched. Then Hanin came and hugged my brother. Followed by the arrival of the Son and Ceu Jani.

Then the sound of the ambulance echoed. The atmosphere was tense and awkward. Not to mention the screams of the police who told my in-laws to get into the patrol car.

"Change, I-I'm sorry."

I rested in front of my brother who is currently staring at some medics who carried ummi towards the ambulance. Abah just shut up. Keep staring while rubbing Hanin's back which until now is still crying on my chest.

"What happened! Explain it to me!" shouting Son.

"A Son, I'm sorry."

I took the Son's hand. But, just like Hanin, she also brushed off my hand. This feeling is broken. In fact, I did this to avenge the evil deeds of the Dewi family who proved to want to harm Hanin and also harm my family.

"If anything happens to Ummi, I won't forgive you, Mas!" shouting Son.

It's natural that the Son speaks like that. Son is a teenager. His emotions would definitely overflow if he found an unacceptable awkwardness to him.

"A Son, it's not good to yell!" sela.

At a time like this, you can still advise the Son. But he still refused to talk to me.

"Sir Zulfikar, we will make sure no journalists are aware of this incident. Some members will stay here. For the division of duties, it will be arranged with Mr. Abil" said the Deputy Commander. I just nodded weakly.

"Change and the Son go to the hospital." That's the only word that was said by Abah. And without looking at me.

"I'm coming too" exclaimed Ceu Jani.

"Ceu Jani and Kang Hendra stay here. Serve the guests well," said Abah with a cold gaze that was able to melt my mind to not dare to look at him.

"Change, I'd like to come, too" Hanin asked.

"Izin is with your husband. Not the same Abah. Abah personally doesn't want you to come. Take care of your womb" said Abah while pulling the Son's hand.

Hanin looked at me for a moment. I know he's asking my permission. I shook my head, not letting him go. As a result, Hanin returned to the room while sobbing.

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"Darling, open the door. We need to talk. Please ... don't be like this," I said behind the door of the room that was locked from the inside by Hanin.

"Dear, tell me what to do? I'll grant it. But, please forgive me."

"Sir, maybe neng Daininya again want to be alone and calm down first" said kang Hendra.

"Darling, fine. If you want to be alone first, please. Please don't be angry too long. I'll take responsibility. I'm doing all this basically for you. Hanin, I can't live without you. I love you so much" I said.

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Iptu Sabil Sabilungan

Repeatedly I took her hand to get help, and repeatedly pushed aside.

"It's important not to fall, right?!" his yell.

"Yes, but if you don't hold it tight, it can fall!" my yelling.

Because both wear helmets, we have to talk in a loud voice aka scream. He was wearing a helmet belonging to a police officer who was on a night patrol.

That polwan is the one who was rumored to be close to me. In fact, I don't like it. I was close to him because I happened to be involved in a program that required us to work together. His expression at the sight of Listi really made me want to laugh. He looked at Listi from the tip of the hair to the tip of the foot.

Because my jacket was worn by Listi, for a long time, I got cold too. However, that coldness disappeared the moment this woman hugged me.

Geez, there's a turbulent feeling in my chest and back. I felt it, and it seemed, she wasn't as small as I imagined. I guessed wrong.

"Satellite Officer!" his yell.

Again, he hit me on the back when I accidentally braked suddenly.

"sorry. Emm, we stop yuk! Adzan Fajr. Well, we pray first," I said.

"Whatever," he answered briefly.

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Then I pulled the bike over at a prayer hall that looked lonely.

"Gue didn't bring me the mukena" he said. And he unconsciously held my shoulder as he got off the bike.

"Wear only the mukena in the mushola. Easy, isn't it?" timpal.

"Ih, don't want 'lah. How dirty?"

"So, you're not going to pray?"

"Yes want 'lah. But, I'm gonna buy some mukena first."

"What?!" I got the head bobble.

"I don't agree! You just wear the face." I pulled him to the mushola court.

"Sir, sorry. Is there a mucena still clean?" I asked the young man who had just come out of the mosque.

"There's Sir. Please enter. The clean mukena is on the top shelf," he explained, looking down when he accidentally met with Listi

"No, there is, right? Yuk!"

"Sabil Sir! I can walk by myself! No need to pull."

"Sorry."

I took his hand off. He then prepared. Roll up her trousers to the knee. I gawk.

"Listy! Enough's enough!" Impeding him.

"Why are you, 'clean?!"

"You can, will stall his pants at the ablution place?! Why should it be here?! If anyone sees your feet how?!"

"meaning?! I stall it because I want to wudhu! Why are you so noisy, 'clean?!" Now, he's stalling his sleeve.

"Listi, you look!" I blocked him again.

"There's no one here, sir! Look, 'uh! Still quiet, right! It's still dark too!" his jolt.

"What?! Then, you think I'm not a person?! Look, I have eyes! I also have a mind and mind!" my clear.

"What-what?!" He blinked his eyes.

"Ah, stop! Just continue! Up you!" I left him.

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As I was about to pray circumcision, I heard Listi scream. I spontaneously followed her into the ladies' room.

"Listy! You're okay, right?!"

"Huuu, Mr. Sabil please."

"Why you?!" I'm panicking. Immediately banged on the toilet door. Luckily, in this moshola there was no one else.

"Hurry and open the door!"

"Gu-gue has monthly guests. How'this?"

"What?!" I was surprised at the maximum.

"Gue needs a new sanitary pad and ce la na da lam. I'm sorry, can the handsome and honorable Mr Sabil help me? You're a wanderer," he said.

"What?!" I'm still dumbfounded.

"Quick dong, sir. Who suddenly took me to Bandung 'kan you. So, you have to take responsibility."

"But Listi, at this hour minimarket no one is open yet. No shops are open either."

"That's your pain! Up You! Anyway must get.Titik. Ahh ..., hurry dong, sir. I think someone wants to seep again. And it hurts a little bit" he lamented.

"Tu-wait, I have a supply of ce la na da lam and a small towel. How about wearing it for a while?" Though in doubt, I had to say such a shameful thing.

"What?! You are crazy huh?! I don't want to wear your old pants! Ihh, disgust!" his yell.

"It's an emergency Listi! Anyway, I've never worn it. It was new pants but it was washed. Want huh?" the bujukku.

"No want! Could it be, would you lie by saying it's still new? Ever been used! Just yummy! If I wear it, it's the same we've touched but not directly! Oh wow! I'm not going to!" his yell.

"What?!"

Touch but not directly?

My brain was just starting to shake. The term brain lags. Not only that, hearing Listi's words, my body suddenly became limp. It seems, can not continue the trip to Bandung if not breakfast rice Padang first.

"Pak Sabil, huuu .. I have a stomachache. Quick ... I need warm oil too. Huks, huks." He seemed to be in real pain and needed my help.

"I have to how?" my many.

'Track.'

He opened the bathroom door. My jacket he used to cover his lower body. In the corner of the bathroom looks trousers that are lying just like that and already wet.

"Listi? Y-you?" Face pale. Cold hands. He almost fell. Luckily I hugged him immediately.

"It's because of you. It seems, I also catch a cold," he said grimacingly.

"Emm, look, we're going to the people's house. We're asking for help from the citizens." I hugged him. He resigned. Lips trembling. Maybe I am holding back the pain.

Oh my, what a pity.

"Prophey yes" I said.

"Mother .. huuu," he murmured.

Turns out, this tomboy woman wasn't all I could imagine. But, I was uncomfortable with his legs that were open and dangling just like that.

Relax, I'm being tested. My uniform and job are at stake.

"Pak Sabil, the home of the people is quite far away. Please help massage my back first, please .... Hopefully it will heal right away. Usually, my mother or Daini is diligent in massaging it," he said.

"Ba-good."

I sat him on the terrace of the mushola. He immediately fell down. It was as if he happily handed his back for a massage. Even revealing his clothes until the back was clearly visible.

This woman is very dangerous. I swallowed my saliva repeatedly to calm my body and soul. My eyes went around, looking for CCTV, but I couldn't find it. Good, at least, what I'm doing is not going to cause slander.

"Sir, hurry .. My stomach is getting wrapped around."

"Ba-good." With trembling hands my fingers finally touched it. This is the back of the first woman I've ever touched.

Skin's smooth.

"Ahh .. ja-don't be too slow sir, le-harder," he said.

"Be good."

"Ahh, it hurts so much." He squealed while holding his stomach.

"Patience."

I immediately called the nearest police station to ask for help. Then contact the Deputy Commander and Zulfikar sir to let them know if I will be late because there is a little problem.

Thank God, Vice sir is not angry, and Zulfipun said that the current conditions have been conducive. Ummi was in the hospital and improved. But the problem is ....

Zulfi said that Daini was angry and did not want to talk to Zulfi.

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...~Tbc~...