Forced to Share a Bed
Deceiver

"Emm, I'll have a chat first 'deh with mom and dad."

"Well, so dong, brother. Physical touched period want but married do not want? 'Can't be weird."

"Yes, Neng. At first, I honestly like to refuse, but I don't know. But the edges like to be suddenly silent and resigned."

"If there are other ways that can make you avoid sin, why not try it?"

"But Dai, similar to siri nikah not 'sih?"

"The marriage is valid according to Islam, Sister. But, later there is an agreement between the parents of women and men who essentially will make a hanging marriage agreement. For example, Mr. Sabil still lives with his parents, even with Kak Listi. Stay with the mother and father and may not do the duties as husband and wife based on the agreement that has been mutually agreed."

"However, during the marriage of hanging, both Mr. Sabil and Kak Listi, must both learn and prepare to undergo a real marriage. Because the purpose of hanging marriage is indeed to mature and strengthen a marriage in a way finalized first. I see, Brother."

"Oh, is that so Neng? Then I don't have to sleep together with Abil, right? Ihh, scared. He's body's bongsor and stocky." Even shudder.

"Hahaha, there will be a deal, brother. Usually, the agreement will discuss what things can be done, and not done. In a hanging marriage, it is generally not allowed to have sex first, sister."

"It's good then mah, Dai. If I'm not comfortable, you can ask for a divorce, right?"

Geez, I don't know what Misti's thinking. 'I can't talk like that. But it's okay. Most importantly, I should be able to persuade her to want to hang up. Once they became a legitimate couple, could Sabil have restrained himself? 'I don't feel sure, do I?

"For the problem of incompatibility during hanging marriage, later it can be discussed again with each parent, sister. Hanging marriage is basically a marriage that is done under the supervision of parents. So, if there's a problem, Brother and Mr. Sabil have to explain everything to them."

I thought, it's only natural that Mr. Komjen and his father Mr. Listi agreed to a hanging marriage. Because, both Listi and Pak Sabil, both are both single children who are certainly very loved and spoiled. They are the only hope of the family.

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Moments later, Zulfikar sir just walked in with an unfriendly temperament.

"Sir Director, the makeup has been cleaned. Neng Daini's clothes have also been replaced. So, I beg you to step down."

Seeing Mr. Zulfikar, Mr. Listi immediately said goodbye. He quickly left while waving his hand at me. Sister Listi must know that Mr. Zulfikar's mood is not okay.

"Have a shower?" He approached.

"Not yet, sir." I was a little nervous because he was cold.

"Battle shower, we'll meet the reporters."

"W-what?! Meet reporters? I don't want to, sir. I don't want to be interviewed" I refused.

"Hanindiya, don't argue with me."

"But from the beginning I told my mom and dad that I didn't want to be interviewed. After all, the reporters already know my identity and the status of our marriage. What else do you need to confirm?"

"Hanindiya, I'm your husband, what position are my mama and papa higher than me? No, right?" emphatically.

"Okay, I'll take a shower, sir." No other reason except to obey.

"I'm also taking a shower. This shirt makes me uncomfortable. Could help?" He approached. In fact, the clothes are very easy to open.

"Why is your right cheek red?" Suddenly cupped my face.

"No idea, sir. I just found out that my cheeks are red from you." Stay focused on opening the traditional Javanese clothes that he wears.

"It's so red, Hanindiya. It could be because of the makeup allergy, Aunt Lala. I have to ask him. What powder did he use?! Offhanded! It's good to make my wife's face allergic!" resounding.

"Sir, patience. It's just a little red, 'kok."

"What's the reason why Listi cleaned it too hard?"

"No, Sir. You why? Please don't keep getting angry." Hugging her.

Hopefully it can dampen his emotions. Should be, that emotion is me. Isn't Mr Zulfikar the one who lied to me by pretending to meet the Goddess' mother? But, if I were to discuss the matter again, he would get even more angry.

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Thankfully, he simply asked to take a bath together and be bathed. Not asking for anything else. His body reacted. I tried my hardest not to laugh. If he asked to be served, with his current mood, he would be rude.

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Mr. Zulfikar's mood has not changed. Even until I helped her put on her clothes, she was still sour. Just looking at my face and not saying a word.

"Sir, there are so many couples who end up getting involved in misunderstanding due to lack of communication. Not only that, not a few who then decided to separate because they felt they did not fit in with a partner who rarely took the time to chat and news." I try to communicate as much as I can. May he soften his heart.

"Emm, the conversation does feel very trivial, sir. But it should be done." Just keep quiet.

"When I or Mr. Zulfikar get into trouble, our position is not to blame it on each other. I and Mr. Zulfikar just need to open a way to share, then together find the best way out."

"Hanindiya, if I look depressed and are hiding a problem, you don't have to think badly of me right away. You should know that I am calming down and preparing myself to compose the right sentence so that in the future it can tell you the same. You like this actually burden and suppress my feelings," he said. I immediately sculpted.

"What?! You misinterpreted my words, Dear Mr. Zulfikar Saga Antasena!" I turned my body and moved away.

"Where are you? My neck is not yet set." He blocked my hand, but soon I took it off.

"Deliver! Mr. Zulfikar, listen yes. As a wife, I of course have to wait patiently and be ready to share the matter with you. But, how do we share the problem and try to solve it if you yourself do not want to tell the problem. Worse, you actually deliberately hide the problem and dare to lie to me," I said.

"Hanindia! Here you! Why are you so fucking baffles, huh? Who let you talk to your husband?" He's back in my hands. Then pushed me slowly until my body lay on the bed.

"Sir, let-go."

"Just relax, I won't hurt you. It'll just give you a little fun."

He pulled my towel. I was surprised perfectly. Just got the towel back. But my hand was blocked, and my lips were silenced with a deadly sting.

"Mc ...."

His hands slowly. Then, at will, he got what he wanted. I nodded, turned, grimaced and shocked. But obviously, I can't refuse it. He's my husband. He has a right to my body. He could only shake his head and hope that he would undo his intentions.

"You don't like me doing this? Are you sure? Unfortunately, your body likes it. Your body often betrays you" he whispered. He grinned and became.

"Qu-enough, sir ...," I said.

"I'm sure you can hear your body's reaction. Look, your body really likes it and is enjoying what I'm doing."

He smiled with satisfaction. I turned my face while breathing. I'm pissed! I'm upset! But I can't control my body.

After he managed to suffocate me helplessly, he grabbed back my towel and covered me. Then kissed my forehead, rubbed my lips and said ....

"I'm sorry, baby, I did it because I really admire and respect your body. All right, I'm not gonna take you to a reporter. You stay in the room. Oiya, if you want to shower, do not forget to use warm water. Again, I'm sorry."

Now, he kisses my hand. I'm silent. It seemed, my mind was still affected by the embarrassing activity he had just done.

"Daddy wants to see a reporter." Continue kissing my stomach.

"Darling, please don't get me wrong. I had to lie because there was a reason. After the police reveal the evidence found at the scene of Papi's death, I'll explain everything."

After kissing my lips that are still slightly open due to breathing, he also left. And apparently, accidentally locked the door of the room from the outside. I stared at the ceiling of the room.

Having passed through a series of grueling seven-monthly events, and due to the humiliating release, the drowsiness came to attack. Slowly I closed my eyes and forgot everything. I'm asleep.

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Zulfikar Saga Antasena

"I want to go home."

He's saying goodbye. I just shut up. Just stare at her stomach and hope my son is okay.

He extended his hand. I was forced to grab his hand so that my indifference was not suspected by his assistant.

"After the 40-day papi event is over, I will definitely make a calculation on your attitude, Mas. Don't you think I'll just shut up. With the death of the papi, my control has become stronger than ever. Papi has left his shares and company to me. I also have the authority to acquire your company" he whispered.

"I don't care. Please just acquisition. I'm very curious and want to see how great a cheap woman can be in control of a company." Not to be outdone, I whispered in his ear.

"W-what did you say, Mom?! Who's cheap?!" whisper again while tightening his teeth until it crackles.

"Whoever it is, if you don't feel it, there should be no need to be angry or offended, right?"

"Pak Zulfikar, journalists have gathered. The interview is about to begin" said Reza, who had just arrived.

"Good, sir."

I rushed over and did not look at the woman again. It seems, I have to spend even more money to be able to see the vidio and the photos before the trial.

"Mas." The woman called me. But I really don't want to see it. Disgusts!

"Miss Goddess, it's time to go home." The female assistant pulled her hand to go home immediately.

"The female lead had intercourse with five men of foreign nationality. However, I and the investigator have not been able to ascertain the location and time of making the vidio. According to investigators and several teams of experts, the men were likely international models who used to sell their bodies both for satisfaction and for commercialization."

"Oiya, I and the investigator suspect that the female actor in the vidio is Indonesian. Because, apart from the characteristics and posture, in the vidio, the female lead was clearly heard saying Indonesian sentences such as, 'faster, yap nice, iyah-iyah, and he-em.' They also had time to do indecent scenes on parts of the body that are not supposed to."

"So far, investigators have been working with the interpol devision human trafficking to track and identify all the actors in the video. We believe one of the cast on the vidio has a relationship with Pak Pratama Surawijaya."

The explanation of the spy ringed in my ears and made me feel disgusted to the point of spontaneously throwing my salivary into the trash.

"Why Sir? Is it possible to catch a cold?" Mr. Reza is worried.

"No, Sir. I'm fine."

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Journalists are waiting. They immediately stood up and aimed at the camera when I arrived. In addition to mama and papa, there are also ummi and abah. Their eyes clearly showed some carelessness. Must be looking for Hanin or that woman.

"Where are you, sir?"

"Where are you, sir?"

"Didn't you deliberately come with one of your wives?"

"Why don't you come with Daini and Dewi's mom, sir?"

"Enough, please ask when the question and answer session has been opened," said Mr. Reza.

"Please respect my son's decision. It's good my son wants to be interviewed," ketus mama.

"My wife's right. Don't forget the agreement we agreed on" he said.

While abah and ummi only listen while occasionally having a conversation with Mr. Ihsan.

"We'll just start" said Listi.

Tonight, he switched professions to be a talk-show driver with reporters. Unfortunately, Sabil was unable to attend. If only he was present, it would be obvious to see the appearance of Listi.

"First of all, I will ask the Director first, why did you not bring both or one of your wives? Hehehe," asked Listi. If not brave, not Listi his name.

"The reason is, my first wife couldn't follow this agenda because she was still in mourning. My second wife can't be there because --." Tacit.

So imagine again. It made my lips spontaneously smile. Hanin must have been exhausted from having just experienced a terrible release. She is a fun woman. His body was so responsive that it made me crazy. The grass outside, the wild inside. A balanced mix of sholehah and sholehot.

"Zul, talk dong!" Mama nudged my shoulder.

"Hanin fatigue. That's why you can't attend," I explained.

After that, there was a talk session that discussed Hanin's pregnancy. In this case, the most active answer is mama.

"Just relax, I will also hold a seven-monthly event like this for Dewi. So, you don't think we're being unfair" explained Mama.

"What gender of the baby girl is known?"

"The last USG is still not visible, but the baby's healthy 'cock." My mom explained it too. I just shut up. Suddenly thinking, is the baby she's carrying really my son?

"The woman arguably did a party**** with five strangers."

The spy captions made me furrow my eyebrows. While my mother was busy decorating, I was busy guessing.

Is it possible that it is located abroad? But as far as I'm concerned, ever since she got married, she's never been abroad.

"How many kilo grams of approximate weight of the female lead in that vidio?" Mr. Sabil asked the spy.

"The body weight is ideal. It's about 160 cm tall, and it weighs about 60 kilos of grams."

I kept thinking and thinking. Wasn't 60 kilo grams the woman's weight before marrying me? I remember, two months before the wedding reception she once said ....

"Two years of this weight I've held at 60 kilo grams. My target is 55 kilo grams, Mas. So, before we get married I have to drop 5 kilo grams."

When we got married, she weighed 54 kilo grams. I found out the numbers from his affidavit. After marrying me, her BB rose again to 55 kilo grams. Wait, I remember right if her BB while we were doing the baby tube program was 53 kilo grams. Now 60 kilos of grams more because she's pregnant.

'Deg.' Heart's beating. Is it possible that the vidio was made before he married me? But, if it's old vidio, why was she a virgin that night? My head was suddenly dizzy, immediately permission on Listi to retreat from this event on the grounds 'Hanin wants to be hugged immediately.'

"Issh, what kind of excuse is that?" listi Protest.

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I was in front of my room. Not yet entered because he kept thinking about the matter. Finally sitting in front of the room holding my forehead. The events of that night came back.

Recall how hard it was for my body to grab Hanin's. I managed to grab it after several tries, and it was only successful after I forced it violently. Besides, the Hanin I thought was the Goddess, that night was acting very stiff. Her response really reflects as an innocent girl.

Though, at that time his body was being affected by the powerful medicine. However, his body language still showed ignorance. That night, Hanin cries more and tries to hold back his de-sa-han by biting his lips until they break.

I covered my hair. Then I remembered when I did it with that woman. Yes, it is hard to reach and bloody. But it wasn't as difficult as when I did it to Hanin. After succeeding, his attitude was inversely proportional to Hanin's. He is very active, domineering, and adept. He's like a starving lion that just found a prey.

Wait, did that woman manipulate her virginity? My hands clenched tightly, my jaw hardened.

"Bad!" I punched my palm.

If my guess is correct, it means that vidio is his past. But I still can't forgive him! BASIC CHEATER!

I stood up and went back to the conversation.

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All those present stared in astonishment. I don't give a shit! Immediately snatch the microphone held by Listi. Then say ....

"After the grandson of the late Mr. Pratama Surawijaya was born into the world, I will only choose one wife that I will make as my companion. I'm going to divorce one of them. Why would I do that? The reason is because I feel that I cannot be fair to my wives. Thank you." Thank you."

They looked and stared at each other. Mom and Dad looked confused. Abah and ummi looked at me. Listi.

"My decision is round. Please don't ask me who I'm going to divorce. Because you'll know the answer later."

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...~Tbc~...