Forced to Share a Bed
Let Me be held accountable before Him

"What have Sabil and Misti done?"

'No, no, Daini was curious.

"Don't listen to the Director, Neng. He's just a guitars," I argue. Seriously, so upset with Sabil sir. I'm sure he told the Director everything.

"I have to believe in my husband, brother" said Daini, looking at me for a moment and smiling.

Then he woke up and watched the Director's ear flushed red. It seemed, Daini had only realized the awkwardness. Not only blushing, after I looked carefully, the Director's ear turned blue and swollen.

"No need to pretend, Listi. You called Sabil sir, didn't you?" Mr. Director is really leaking. It sucks! But, this must all come down to the leak of Mr. Sabil.

"What?! Wow, good news."

Daini. But it was only for a moment, his eyes refocused on the Director's ears. He must have wanted to ask the Director something. But I dare not say anything because of my existence.

"Ehm, Dai, Mr. Director, I'll excuse you. Just get out for a minute." I reasoned that Daini and the Director sir could chat immediately.

"So, where are you going?"

"You will meet Mr. Sabil dear times" said the Director as I passed.

I'm not arguing. Immediately came out to make calculations on the man. 'Cok can he tell me stories of personal problems with my boss? Even though the Director is his friend and colleague, he should be able to keep my feelings as well, right?

"Sister Listi?" greet sir Budi. Agus just smiled. Not saying hello.

"See Mr Sabil?" my many.

"Oh, someone called, brother. Keep him there."

"Did he send me a message?" I wish the man had sent a message.

"No, Brother."

This time, Agus answered. Then they looked at each other, must have felt strange about my behavior. Let it go, 'lah. I'm elapsed. Stay away from Mr. Agus and Mr. Budi to call Mr. Sabil. Directly appointed.

"Yes, hello."

"Where are you?" I'm to the point.

"Oh, I'm in the hospital cafeteria, I'm meeting a junior sister. Why ayang? Do you want to go home?"

"No, 'sih. I just want us to talk" I said.

"Talk? Now?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"Try 'deh. A, good to know the taste of this one, 'uh." I heard a woman's voice. His voice is clear. That is, the woman was very close to Mr. Sabil.

"Yes won well. I like it too" said Mr. Sabil. I'm speechless. The woman called him 'Aa?' That means, the call, for Mr. Sabil is very ordinary. I'm speechless. Yes, it was just a regular call. But when I heard it, I felt uncomfortable.

"Hello," said. I'm still quiet.

"Ahh," the woman's moaning sounded.

"Be careful, Ri!"

That's Mr. Sabil's voice. Without much comment, I immediately ended the call. He called again. But I didn't lift it. Who's the lady? Wait, why should I be upset? Doesn't feel like clenching your hands tightly. Instantly, I felt very stupid. 'Cok can I just as easily get close to him?

I also want to believe the same pervert cop! Mom and Dad are the same! They were too pleased with the position of Mr. Sabil. At first, I tried to accept it. But, I seem to be paring down soon. He sent a message.

"Where is it? Phone's up, dong? I'm in the park near the lab. To his right is the hospital canteen" he explained. Leave it! There was absolutely no intention of replying to his message. He called again. Bodo! I lift.

"Tia, why? Were you angry for that one? The one near the elevator? Excuse me. Yeah, I was wrong. But, honestly, I'm just doing that to you." Even discussing perverted activities in the elevator hallway. So it's getting pissed. Did I just go home by myself? But, must say goodbye first with Daini.

I rushed over, going back to Daini's room.

"Tia?"

At the hospital, he met the man. I dodge.

"Tia, wait. Hey, what's wrong with you?" He took my hand.

"Deliver!" reject me. Walk and stay away. He caught up and managed to pull my hand.

"Why are you, hmm? PMS?" the accusation.

"I told you!" my sentakku.

"I won't let go until you explain. Wh why? Is something wrong? Please talk." Hold me stronger. He's really unresponsive.

"Think of it yourself!" Trying to shake his hand. Mr. Sabil sighed.

"All right, I was wrong. I'm sorry. Where are you going? Want to say the same to Daini? Yes, let's go there," he asked. He guided my hand. I kept quiet because I was still curious about the woman's voice.

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Daini Hanindiya Princess Sadikin

"Awh, dear sick," he lamented.

I'm treating her ear with anti-splash ointment. I didn't ask why this is. Let Mr. Zulfikar tell himself and explain everything. Dugaku, this must have been the mother of the Goddess.

"Mother why?" Ipi who had just approached in astonishment. He must have been confused because Mr. Zulfikar was treated by a patient.

"Don't ask," he answered tightly.

Ipi immediately looked down and looked down. For some reason, Mr. Zulfikar's attitude to Ipi and Bu Juju is very different. Maybe, it's because Ipi is young and Bu Juju is already a senior.

"Fill into the room again, I don't need company. There's Mr. Zulfikar."

"Good, Mom." Ipi passed.

"Why did you sniff at all Ipi? He's got nothing wrong, isn't he?"

"I don't like him."

"Why?"

"He's been gossiping about you. But I'm sorry he's an orphan." I smile. It turns out that's the reason.

"I've forgiven Ipi. You must forgive him." Then I checked his neck.

"The goddess scratched me here."

He showed me the back of his neck. I'm appalled. Why is the Goddess so rude? Didn't he really want Mr. Zulfikar? She should have treated her husband well.

"Did you make a mistake that made him angry and hurt you?"

"No dear, really." Either Mr. Zulfikar is lying or not. But, yes ma'am Dewi attacked for no reason?

"I'm serious baby, I didn't offend him. My lips were even deliberately smothered in a tie so I couldn't name you. Um, after she was satisfied, I never thought, the Goddess hurt me instead. The reason is, he accused me of fantasizing about your body."

"W-what?"

That means .. they have done it. I let out a breath. There's something rustling in this chest. And it hurts a little. Basically, every woman definitely does not like to share her husband's body with other women. But I try to strengthen myself. Yes, I'm sincere. Even if there is a feeling of jealousy, it is a reasonableness that is human in nature.

"Thank you for taking the time to fulfill your duty to Miss God." Then kiss his lips. She's surprised.

"Hanin, don't kiss me. Ye know? Your body's like it's got a magnetic effect."

He held my nape, almost grabbed me. However, the door of the room was knocking. Thank goodness, I'm relieved. Do not let this happen again this afternoon. When caught by mama Yuze, papa Aksa and sister Gendis, it was very embarrassing.

"Damn! Just interrupt!" grunts.

"Boom!" he continued while kissing my cheek.

It turns out, who came Mr. Sabil and sister Listi. Brother Listi's face is grim. Mr. Sabil is inversely proportional, it sparkles and continues to spread a smile.

"Neng, Mr. Director, I'd like to say yes." Sister Listi is greeting me.

"I also went home, yes" followed by Sabil.

"Hurrying soon? Where are you guys going? Don't mess with me, Mr. Sabil" threatened Mr. Zulfikar.

"Ready," he answered.

I want to ask you why Misti is moody. But not very good. So, just let him go. Mr. Sabil followed after waving his hand. What happened to Misti?

"Muach."

Mr. Zulfikar kissed me on the cheek again, and it distracts me from looking at the departure of Mr. Sabil and Mr. Listi.

"Sir, I'm not a baby, why keep kissing?"

"Because you're adorable. Hmm, the doctor won't be angry, will I sleep next to you?" He threw himself. It seems very tired.

"How many rounds is it?" godaku's.

"Darling, why are you so mediocre? Isn't there a hint of jealousy in your heart?" We sleep face to face. He pointed at my soft forehead.

"Jealous? Jealousy is definitely there, sir. But, I am trying and learning to react with sincerity. As I said before, this polygamous life must be made as a charity field. Agreed?" While stroking her hair that was still wet.

"I agree, honey. But ... honestly, I'm still fantasizing about your body. Am I sinning? If I don't imagine you, I can get emotional." He looked at me deeply.

"I'm a lawful woman to you. Some argue that it is permissible or legitimate. So, hopefully it won't be a problem and a sin for those who do."

I tried to calm him down. Means, the accusation of the Goddess about Mr. Zulfikar is true. He fantasizes about my body.

"Aamiin, I hope so, baby. As it turns out, dividing the heart and body is very difficult" he explained. He closed his eyes while sniffing at my palm.

"Sir, try to put your mind back in your current position. Please do not be greedy with your ego. To me, Miss Goddess is a wise person. Because, although often emotional, he has mengikhlaskan our marriage into a marriage that has legality. For yourself, I hope that you do not dissolve in negative emotions and energy. But, it must be able to harness that energy into something useful."

"Hmm, useful energy? What do you mean useful energy to satisfy you?"

"Isa. Sir, I'm seriously knowing." Piqued.

"Isn't love useful too? Good for health and including worship, right?"

"Sir Zulfikar!" I pinched his nose.

Yes, in addition to fulfilling biological desires, husband and wife relationships are included in worship and will be a reward for married couples who do it sincerely.

He just smiled. Then put his forehead together with my forehead. If suddenly there was a doctor or a nurse, I would be ashamed.

"Dear."

"Yes, sir."

I can't deny, she's charming and fragrant. From this close distance. Mr. Zulfikar always makes me nervous and pounding.

"Hanindiya, though you are not as rich as the Goddess, yet to me, you are a soul tranquilizer. You should be loved and fought for. It's not that your physique is sexy and beautiful, more than that, with you, I feel precious and loved as sincerely. In my eyes, you have many advantages."

"Are you seducing me?"

"This is not seduction. It's flattery for you. To me, you are a religious woman. Even though my attitude and worship were still bad, you always positioned me as a priest and dutiful." My eyes started to glaze over. What he said managed to touch my heart.

"You also have great respect for the Goddess. You never avenge the Goddess even if she is jealous and angry, and you are also good at putting yourself as a pleasant wife in everything."

"Sir, A-You're overreacting." Grabbing his hand for me to kiss. And the glassy one started to pool at the corner of the eye.

"If I'm in trouble with the Goddess, you always ask me to be patient and immediately resolve the problem in a good way. You also never get angry when at one time I have stayed longer with the Goddess. You have always waited faithfully for me and always prayed for my good."

"That's my duty, sir. Shouldn't be discussed anymore." My tears trickled, I felt unworthy of his praise.

"Darling, you're not demanding much either. No matter how much money I give you, you always accept it with gratitude. You rarely even spend money. You also always pay attention to all my needs from the big to the smallest things."

"Sir, enough." I then sobbed. He's holding me.

"All your attention makes me love you even more."

"Huu, huks. I'm not that good, sir. You misjudged me. You can give such a judgment because in fact, [God] 'that covers all my shame."

"Darling .., as a husband, actually, I always try to be fair. About material things, I also belong able to support you and the Goddess. But, how could I possibly lie to my own feelings if it was actually ...." Mr. Zulfikar paused his sentence while sighing. His eyes turned soft.

"Actually .., I love you more than the Goddess."

"Mr Zulfikar ...." I shook my head. Trying to explain that his actions were not right.

"Hanindiya, I can't sort out these feelings. I can't love."

"Mr ...."

"I even thought of keeping the Goddess as a ransom for my injustice against her. But, the Goddess' attitude always made me angry. But on the other hand, I also realized that such a Goddess was one of them because of her illness."

"Sir Zulfikar, you must be very burdened with all this." I cupped his face. Her mimicry shows deep sadness and dilemmas.

"Dear, please don't judge me, don't blame me for not being fair. Do you know what? When I was with the Goddess, my heart hurt a lot." He hit his chest.

"Sa-sick? Why is it sick, sir?" I want the reason.

"For, when I did that with the Goddess, I felt that I was betraying you. Sorry."

"W-what? Sir, it should be--."

"Sstt, I told you not to blame and judge me. Let all this I will answer before Him" he said.

I'm mute. Then stroked her hair while tapping her face. He then asked her to smile by pulling the corner of her lips with the tip of my finger. Successfully, he smiled. I also returned a smile.

"In Islam, a smile is one way to spend treasure on the path of [God], without having to pay a dime. Because that smile is alms," I explained.

"Thank you dear" he whispered.

Then he pulled out a patient blanket to cover my face and his face. I was astonished, but the astonishment went away after realizing that his lips had snared and silenced me.

"Uhm .. mmm ...." I'm resigned. This time, I remember .... I mean, I hope there's no more interference.

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...~Tbc~...