Forced to Share a Bed
The Impact of Sharing Beds

"A Abil."

I called back to him while waving my hands. He nodded and then held my hand.

"Same time girlfriend salim not? Salim atuh," he said. Put my hand together to shake.

"Yes, already. Salim."

I obey too. He pulled his hand and put it on my forehead. The important thing is that the shaman is not anything, ' the position of the shaman is wrong as well. Geez, his hands are fragrant and too soft for a man who works as a cop. He pulled my hand towards the pantry. Wealthy private office only.

"Where are we going?" I foolishly asked. Though, I already knew this was going to the pantry.

"You want to go to the pantry, baby, time to go to the room? Hehehe, Aa deliberately prepared food for us in the pantry. It means not to be disheveled."

"Oh, yeah sae (good), A."

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At the dining table in the pantry, there are already menus that are ordered. It consists of two servings of duck sego, two servings of meatballs, french fries, steak, dates, and juice. There are fruit parcels too.

"It's mostly know, A."

"No problem, the rest is for tonight. You're gonna go overtime, aren't you?" Pulling a chair for me.

"Kok A Abil know that I want to go overtime?" Feeling, I haven't told him.

"Aa knows from camer," he explained with a smile. Geez, this must be mom or dad.

"Who told you, mom or dad?" So curious.

"Both."

Preparing the plate for me. He even stuck a straw into a plastic glass filled with avocado juice and thrust it in front of me.

"Thank you." Immediately drink the juice of his giving.

"He bought a duck that was, not that spicy, afraid you're sick with your stomach."

"thank you. Yeah, we eat yuk."

I went to wash my hands, he followed. He hugged me from behind and washed his hands.

"A Abil! 'Kan's still a big sink, wonder 'deh."

"Yes Aa was astonished, too. Why do you want to stay close?" presumedly. Now it's even intentional to kiss my shoulder.

"Pig-Pig! Emh .. stop, ticklish tofu, A," I refused.

"OK-okay, go. Sorry yes."

He then grabbed a tissue and helped me wipe my hands. I don't know this can be said to be a romantic category or excessive. Funny thing is, I didn't refuse.

After praying, we ate together. I sat down and he was very close. He chews while looking at me. I returned his gaze to reduce nervousness.

Then there was a rustling feeling in my chest as he cleaned the chili paste that was at the end of my lips. Instead of wiping using tissue, he even wore the remnants of the melt without hesitation.

The treatment is too sweet. What he did was as percis as Akmal's frequent habits. Why should it be the same? But the fact is it is like this. I must get used to it and learn to open myself up to store the taste that Mr. Sabil has in the recesses of my heart.

"A Abil," call me after the meal is over. Right now, he was peeling the mango.

"Yes ayang."

Where do you start talking? Little confused.

"Emm, what's the reason A Abil likes me? Couldn't A Abil have gotten a richer and prettier woman than me? What house am I, A?"

He looked up and smiled. Then come closer and thrust a piece of mango into my mouth. I accepted. Mangga is so sweet.

"He likes and loves you for no reason, only for the belief that you are my soul mate." He also enjoyed the mango he had peeled.

"A Abil." Called back.

"Yes, I think you want to talk seriously, right? We move ahead yuk. Looks like it'll be better if we talk while sitting on the couch."

"All right." We moved to the workspace.

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I'll sit on the couch. Then unexpectedly, Sabil suddenly laid his head on my lap.

"A Abil?"

Initially wanting to refuse, but that waving gaze made my heart melt slowly. He was enjoying the mango while looking at me. I stared at the ceiling in nervousness. Uh, he's making stripes around my neck with the tip of his index finger.

"A, no. I wanted to know far away. But, A Abilnya even sleeps here."

"Your neck is good, it's very level" he said. Back staring. I held his hand.

"Don't keep praising A, I know 'kok A Abil lied." While turning his face.

"Kok you say that, 'clean?"

"Say, if a woman is seen from below it likes ugly. I don't know, A. My nostrils must be obvious, right? Already ah, do not look on," while moving my thighs.

"Hahaha, let's stay pretty 'kok. Seriously."

Even taking HP and photographing me from below. Angle in this position the result must be very ugly and embarrassing.

"A Abil! Foolish, 'sih. Nay! Remove, A!"

"Don't remove dong, ayang."

"Where to see the results, A." I'm trying to get his HP.

"Hahaha, stay pretty 'kok ayang. Seriously." Hiding HP into his pants pocket.

"I want to see."

"Take it if you dare." He put his cell phone in the area. How dare I take it. Basic sneaky!

"Awas ah!" I'm sulking.

"All right, sorry. Wanna see? Here it is."

Mr. Sabil finally showed me his phone. When I looked, I thought, it wasn't so bad either. The result was good, although not perfect .

"Remove it, A."

"Don't ya." And he's still comfortable laying his head on my lap.

"Oiya, what do you want to say? Say it now yes," he said.

"Emm, I forgot again, what do you want to say?"

"Yes, forget it."

Seriously, I completely forgot. What do you want to say? 'Can we forget this completely? Is it because you are too nervous? Finally can only enjoy the mango while turning away the face.

"If your feet start to ache, say yes."

He talks like that. Why would he dare to sleep here? Have I been too lazy lately? Then accidentally her hair fell off the pieces of mango that I was about to eat, I was forced to take and clean. Be like the scene of me stroking her hair.

"Thank you" he said. Finally, I moved out of my lap after the mango was dribbled unceremoniously.

"Together." I also went to my desk.

"Is there anything I can do?" He pulled out a chair and positioned himself right in front of me.

"none. A Abil just go home."

"I told you mom and dad would accompany you overtime."

"Huh? Seriously?" Gawked. If he accompanies, we will spend the night with dong.

"Why would I accompany you? Ayang, you are my lover. How could I leave you alone in a room this big. What if someone messes with you?"

"Yes, it's up to A Abil. But, later A Abil sleeps somewhere else huh. There is only one room in this room. It also has a director. So, I can't sleep in the Director's room."

"Just relax, I can sleep on the couch."

"I'm the one sleeping on the couch, A. 'And I don't want to sleep in the Director's room."

"alright. I'll sleep in Zulfikar's room."

"Don't A, A Abil should sleep outside."

"Lho, why?"

"Worried I'm somnabulism."

"Somnabulism? What'sthat?" He doesn't know what it means.

"I mean sleepwalking disorder, A. Other terms sleepwalking."

Sleepwalking is a sleep disorder in which a person wakes up and walks while sleeping.

"It's dangerous that I suddenly move into the Director's room" I explained.

"Oh, so yeah. 'Cok can you have a sleep disorder like that? Does it not require a doctor's consultation?" It even looks worried.

"If you're tired again, A."

"Is it often like that?" Still worried.

"Rarely."

"So, his sleep must be accompanied immediately." While smiling.

I get the point. My response was to smile only after hearing his words. I have done several prayers, but so far there is no answer. Then refocus on my laptop to finish my work. I let him wait while looking at me.

"Aren't you tired of looking at me?"

"No doubt, the more you look, the more beautiful you are."

"I'm serious, if you don't believe me, just cut my chest, hahaha."

"The whole thing's like a high school kid knows, A. Stale."

"It's okay, 'we're also former High School kids."

Finally, I work while serving his chatter.

As Isha approached, we even performed the congregational Mahgrib prayer at the company mosque. After Isha's prayer, I went back to work. Mr. Sabil continued to accompany in such a way. Stared at.

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Then at 23:08 WIB, he staggered towards the sofa and collapsed just like that. It seems to have been heavy since. After all, who told him to wait for me?

When he was completely asleep, I glanced at him a few times. Mr. Sabil curled up like he was cold. So don't have the heart to see it. Inevitably, I also took a blanket to the Director's room and blanketed him.

After that, he finished the job until almost midnight. As my eyes grew tired, I closed my eyes for a moment. But apparently, even sleeping on my desk.

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Daini Hanindiya Princess Sadikin

"How does it feel to be the woman I love so much?"

"I-I never wanted to be so loved by you."

"What's it like to be the wife of a man she says is rich, hmm?"

"I never thought I could marry a conglomerate like you. In my dreams I never expected it."

"Why do I love you so much, Hanindiya? Do I think I'm wrong to love you too much?"

"Ask yourself. Why do you love me so much? If you ask me, you got the wrong address. That feeling of love is not wrong, that is wrong, when we love something that is forbidden by religion."

I recall the conversation I had with Mr. Zulfikar that took place a few hours ago. Honestly, what he said seemed to pique my heart.

He asked so after being content to channel his desires. I think what he said sounded awkward. Mr. Zulfikar was also quite rude while doing so. Wh why? What was?

To this day, I still feel discomfort in my body. Because of her actions, I called Rahmi's doctor to check my womb. Thank God, my body is fine.

I actually wanted to ask you the problem. But I was forced to abandon my intention after seeing him shed tears after performing the Isha prayer.

I shifted to get closer, putting my head on his sleeping arm in a supine position. He often told her to sleep on her right side. But if you have slept like this, anyone must not be aware of having changed position to anywhere.

I stroked her hair, as a wife I desperately wanted to reduce her burden and grievances. Not only with my body, I also want to help her with whatever I can.

But, if the only point of trouble is unknown to me, what can I do? Did you ask Mr. Sabil or the Brotherhood? But, I don't want to communicate with other men without his permission.

"You're evil, I hate you, hate you so much." Suddenly, he was delirious. Then his face grimaced like fear.

"Sir Zulfikar, sir." I patted her shoulder slowly, and she woke up.

"Who do you hate? You just deliriously."

"Delirious?"

"Yes sir."

"I'm sorry, no need to worry dear, just a delirium, not important," he said.

It even stuck its head in my chest. Then put my hand on his head. That is, she wanted me to stroke her hair. Oh my goodness, so spoiled.

"The smell of your body is delicious. I like to linger in a position like this. Hm." He's avoiding.

"Maybe, it's the scent of a future mother."

"Yes, it could be. Oiya, how did Dr Rahmi's examination result? You and your gibberish are fine, right?"

"Alhamdulillaahafemore. Everything's fine."

"Why did you suddenly call Dr Rahmi?" Geez, this man is not aware of what he's doing.

"You will, sir. There's no other reason."

"It's not because of me, is it?" Start realizing.

"Mr ...." Confused, if you say no, it means I've been lying.

"It's definitely because of me."

He sighed. Then change position. Now, it's my head that's peeling in his chest. I'm speechless. Yes, it is because of you, Mr. Zulfikar Saga Antasena.

"I'm sorry, baby, I'm going to talk to the doctor soon." He's talking seriously.

"I mean Father?" A moment to look at his face.

"Honey, the more I get here, the more I feel like doing things that are a little weird to you. Sorry if your body gets hurt sometimes." He kissed my forehead. For a moment, I looked into his eyes. Wishing to dive into his heart.

"Darling, I'm sure it all happened because of that woman."

"That woman?" I'm getting confused.

"Hanindiya, she often does strange things to my body. You know what I mean?" What does she mean by Goddess?

"I cannot fight it because it is bound by a sacred promise of marriage. Really, when he did it to me, my body interpreted the activity as violence that hurt my soul and body. I'm very depressed about all that, Hanindiya. But, when you're with you, that desire always comes." He paused his sentence. It was as if it was hard to continue again.

"I don't understand what you're talking about."

"Honey, there's always a weird desire in my brain. I-i .... I want to do what women do to your body. I'm glad to hear your screams."

"What-what?!" I was so shocked that I spontaneously distanced myself from her body.

"Darling," she pulled my hand. Then hold me tight.

"This is crazy and unnatural. But .. I had to tell you so you could understand me. I was even happy when you accidentally scratched or hit my back. If he did, I'm very angry. Body refused. But ... When you do it, I just feel happy and really enjoy it."

I mutely, increasingly realizing that the bed-sharing life we live has a negative impact on the biological activity cycle. What happened to Mr. Zulfikar, has even entered the realm of psyche. He was physically and mentally depressed.

"Hanindiya ...." He cupped my cheek.

"Yes sir."

"Once you know about it, will you hate me? Actually, go ahead if you want to hate me, but .. Please don't leave me, baby."

He looked at me expectantly. Then he took me deep and soft. For a while, I enjoyed it and was overwhelmed. He just took off the braid after I shook my head.

"But, I feel like you never hurt me. When you're a little rough, I think it's because you're having trouble."

"Actually, it's because I refrained from hurting you. Doesn't it matter if I tell the doctor my secret? How is the law, baby?"

"The context is because you have a problem. Basically, you're looking for a solution to treat it, right? The law can be, sir. If telling the doctor about bed problems is not allowed, then what about men or women who have problems with the health of their reproductive organs? Shouldn't they contact a gynecologist to treat the problem?"

"All right, I get it, baby."

"Later, I'll accompany you too."

"Oiya dear, I just accidentally saw you like holding back a cry. Is it because I'm rude? If yes, sorry."

"Emm, it's because I feel guilty. Shouldn't you be with Miss Goddess tonight? But, you even combine love with me. I've also seen you turn off HP. I feel that your actions are unfair. I'm sorry---."

"Enough! I'm sick of hearing that woman's name! He doesn't deserve your pity!" it was with a firm tone.

"Sir, but it's ---."

"Hanin, enough! You don't know anything!" Even angry. He even turned his back on me.

"Sir Zulfikar," I hugged his back.

"Don't hold me first!" Sulks. He even brushed my hand.

Is he sure he doesn't like me holding? I can't believe it. All right, I need to do something to test it. Because soon dawn, I decided to take a shower.

Immediately get up and pick up the towel that happened to be in the hanging cabinet facing towards him. I didn't take my clothes off in the bathroom. The response was mediocre. It seems like a real anger.

However, when I was about to wear a towel. My body has been hugged.

"That last night wasn't enough? You naughty bastard, don't blame me, you deliberately teased me Hanidiya" he whispered as he turned my body and grabbed my lips just before I could say anything. 'No, 'uh, right? What I said, he couldn't stand to see my aura open.

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Iptu Sabil Sabilungan

"YES!" yell at someone." His screams woke me up.

"Ti-Tia?!" My eyes turned back, we looked at each other and were shocked.

"Why do we sleep together?! Why aren't you wearing clothes?!" she screamed again while hugging her body and panicked. I can't answer yet. Still remembering last night. The name is waking up, his memory must still be scattered in the dream realm.

"A Abil! We didn't do anything, did we?!" While checking his body that still uses office clothes.

"Hahaha," I was finally able to laugh after last night's memories returned to my brain memory.

"A Abil!"

"Dear, patience dong." I pulled him into the deck. So warm.

"A Abil! Uh, loose! Don't do this!"

"Hey, we didn't do anything. Last night, when I woke up, I saw you sleeping on the desk. So, I'm moving you to this room. At first, I slept on the sofa, but at what time, I felt cold and involuntarily moved into this room" I explained as I continued to hug her firmly.

"We were hugs last night?" This time, he did not try to escape from my arms.

"I don't know either. Chances are 'clean, yes."

"I have to check the CCTV of this room. Who knows A Abil did such indecent things."

"Who is afraid" I said.

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...~Tbc~...