Forced to Share a Bed
For Him Who Doesn't Sin

Arriving also at the investigator's office, the guard here is very tight. I'm allowed in because I'm the director's secretary.

In the courtroom. Mr. Director and Ms. Dewi sit side by side. But they don't communicate with each other. My eyes circulate. Of course, I am looking for the whereabouts of someone.

Where is Sabil? This past two weeks, Sabil and I have only met twice. It was in my house, and we had no physical contact at all. We try to commit to not doing physical touch except shaking hands. His promise of the 'last sin' was completely kept. But behind his commitment, he is still a naughty pervert and a tombal specialist.

"Sweet and soft lips."

"Hind your body warm."

"Acharmed as the smell of your neck."

"You hold you, you hug you. Wanna eat you."

Such were the messages he often sent during these two weeks. Then today he sent a message ....

"Three more days we want to hang up, I can't wait. Know no? I feel like three days is like three years. Ayang, I'm actually not calm. Eating doesn't taste good, sleeping isn't good either. I want to hang up soon, but I'm nervous about it. If you may know what you feel like? Are you as nervous as I am?"

I replied like this ....

"I feel mediocre, 'uh. After all, this is just a hanging wedding, A. The term, this is just a wedding try out. Aa just calm down."

"Aarrggh! Ayang, 'cock can-can you say mediocre. Look out, after we get hanged, I'll prove the same that marriage will be fun."

I smile at myself when I remember it. It only dawned when someone greeted me.

"Assalamu'alaikuum future wife," he said slowly.

"A Abil?" He sat next to me and made me blush.

"Sstt, don't talk too loud. The title of the case will begin soon. Don't forget to say hello first" he asked.

"Wa'alaukumussalaam, my future husband," my god.

"Alright, just go straight to the agenda of reading the results of the post mortem autopsy." After opening, an investigator will read the autopsy results. Everyone present seemed focused.

"After further identification, the cause of death of the victim is thought to be purely due to an accident allegedly caused by the bathroom floor which was then in a slippery state. This is proven because there are no signs of physical violence, no history of concomitant diseases, and no abnormalities found in evidence found in TKP."

"What?!" furious, the Director, he clenched his hand and almost stood up to protest. But his shoulder was immediately restrained by Mr. Sabil and the Brotherhood sir who were sitting right behind the Director.

"Please sir, let's listen to it until it's done" whispered Mr. Sabil.

"The one who died was my papi, Mas. 'Kok you're tense 'sih?!" ketus bu Dewi's. He smiled sinisterly as he looked at Mr. Zulfikar. Jaw pack Zulfikar hardened. He tried to catch his breath so as not to get emotional.

"As a result of the slippery bathroom floor, the victim slipped and fell to the floor on his back and the victim's head was suspected of having a hard impact to cause cerebral hemorrhage. When found in the bathroom, witnesses found no bleeding. The victim may have intracranial hemorrhage. It was proved by CT-Scan (attached)."

"Blooding is what is thought to cause death in the victim. Thus, after obtaining forensic identification, investigators concluded that the victim's death was purely due to a severe trauma to the victim's head from a fall in the bathroom" the investigators said.

Hearing that explanation, the Director immediately left while trying to hold back his near-exploding anger. I, Mr. Sabil, and the Brotherhood soon followed him. While Miss Dewi, Mbak Gendis and others remain in the location of the title of case.

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"Bad!" mr. Director hit the elevator wall. Fortunately, there were only four of us in the elevator.

"Patience, Sir. Your hands could get hurt."

Mr. Ikhwan held the Director's hand. While Mr. Sabil protects my body so as not to be affected by the anger of Mr. Director.

"Aarrayghh! Why didn't the investigator discuss the vidio?! Whyaa?! Mr Sabil! Please explain to me why the investigator covered the vidio, hahhh?!" Now, Mr. Director is clutching Sabil's collar. I'm panicking. Hope to get to the lobby soon.

"Sir Director, ja-don't--."

"Silence you're Listi!" While stomping on the shoulder of Sabil whose response is ordinary.

"We go back to the office and talk there. Our spies are now in the office, he will explain everything" explained Mr. Sabil.

"Already I thought, after papi died, he's getting more arbitrary! He must have done some kongkalikong with someone in power to cover up the findings so as not to appear on the title of the case!" shouted the Director.

Thank goodness we arrived at the lobby. Immediately escort the still emotional Director into the car. I took over the wheel and drove the car without making small talk.

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"Pak Zulfikar, investigators have concluded that the vidio and photo had nothing to do with the death of Mr. Surawijaya. His death was purely an accident, "clearly a spy.

It turns out he was young. But wearing a mask and glasses. So, I can't see his face. Right now, we are in the office.

"Why is that vidio not being investigated?! Didn't you say they were going to investigate the cast in that vidio?!"

"Yes, it will initially be investigated. However, during the investigation, investigators asked for help from Mr. Surawijaya's nuclear family to help investigators identify the vidio. As a result, the nuclear family testified that he recognized the entire cast in the vidio."

"What?! Who is the nuclear family that testified to that?! Who?!" The Director's face flushed. He stood up while shaking his waist.

"Emm, the witness is your wife, sir. Miss Goddess Laksmi."

"What-what?!" Mr. Director turned his back. With me, Mr. Sabil, and the Brotherhood.

"Really Sir. Then the witness aka bu Dewi Laksmi made a deal with the investigator. For the content of the deal, I don't know either."

"Bad! You savage woman!"

The Director couldn't help himself anymore. Mr. Sabil and the Brotherhood were unable to prevent it. The spy was surprised to hear the Director's curse.

"Wait, who do you mean savage women? Do you also recognize one of the cast in the vidio and the pictures of the shur? Haven't you ever seen a photo or a vidionya?"

The spy stared at the Director. He must have been suspicious. Mr. Ikhwan and Mr. Sabil stared at each other. I just shut up. All decisions are in the hands of the Director. Would the Director divulge the facts to the spy and say if the female lead was his own wife? Let's just take a look.

"I'm sorry, I mispronounced. Thanks for the explanation. You can go," he said.

Mr. Sabil spontaneously rubbed his chest. Thus with the Brotherhood sir, he looked relieved. I also feel relieved, because the Director apparently chose to keep a secret and can still refrain from leaking his wife's disgrace on spies.

"Alright, then, I'm saying goodbye."

'Prangs.'

After the spy left, the Director went berserk. He threw a study lamp on his desk.

"Sir Zulfikar, what you're doing is right. I'm proud of you, "praise the Brotherhood sir.

"I did it for my son! I do not want my innocent child, in the future will bear shame and humiliation due to the disgusting actions of his mother! I'm going to make evidence of that vidio to threaten Dewi into rejecting the Commissioner's position and not acquiring my company!" The Director's breathing gasped for emotion.

"I agree. At least, you have to be patient until Mother Goddess gives birth," said Mr. Sabil.

"I'm sure you'll win, sir. Because, the Child Protection Commission, obviously does not allow a child to be cared for by a mother who has multiple personality diseases."

"The woman is absolutely crazy! He can deceive investigators and testify as he pleases! If only it followed lust, this very second I would have told the investigator everything! Unfortunately, in that woman's body is my flesh and blood! I have to protect my son from the madness of that woman!"

Then the Director's HP sounded.

"Yes Bu Juju what's wrong?" His eyebrows cringed.

"What?!" He panicked, his hands suddenly trembling.

"Why, Sir?" I'm shocked. Likewise with the Brotherhood sir and Sabil sir.

"Listi, cancel all my schedules today! Ha-Hanin ruptures the membranes," he explained.

Then he paced back and forth with a paled face. Continue running away from the room and bumping into ornamental plants due to too panic.

"What?! Is Daini going to give birth?" I'm sculpting.

"Sir Zulfikar! Here's the car keys, sir." Mr. Ikhwan rushed after the Director.

"How is this?" I'm freaking out too.

"That should be calm. Finish the job first" said Mr. Sabil.

"But I'm not calm, A. I'm worried about Daini. 'And not enough months, 'cock ruptured amniotic's right?"

"Definitely because Mr. Zulfikar, he's addicted to Mr. Daini."

"Issh, don't just accuse me, A. Oh my goodness, Daini." My panic became. So restlessness is not necessarily direction.

"Hey, calm down dong. Aa'll help you, okay?"

He calmed down while hugging me. Not just hugging, kissing the neck as well.

"A Abil! We promised no physical contact, right?"

"Oiya. Sorry, I forgot." He released me.

After calming down, I immediately asked for the assistant's help.

"Anwar hurry to my room!"

"Anwar? Who's she?" Directly looked.

"My assistant, A."

"Assistant? No handsome? Still young?"

"A Abil, not important 'deh. He's just my assistant, A. A Abil don't be weird."

"Can't your assistant be a boy? Why don't you just choose the girls?"

"A Abil what's clean? Anwar passed the selection. I'm not the one who chose!" my ketus. So upset.

"I'll tell Mr. Zulfikar later to have Anwar replaced."

"A Abil! Issh!"

"Listi, what's wrong, Mom?"

Anwar's coming. Mr. Sabil immediately stared intently at Anwar. His eyes seemed to investigate, he also noticed the cross-section of Anwar which was quite interesting.

"I am Sabil Sabilulungan, her future husband Miss Listi" she reached out.

"My-my Anwar." Anwar smiled as he bowed. I can only scratch my head.

"Do you have a boyfriend?"

"Not yet, sir."

"Want me to find it?"

"A Abil, enough!"

"Bo-can, sir."

"Anwar here, you coordinate with Caca ma'am yes, the Director wants to cancel the entire agenda today," I explained.

"Cancelled?"

"Anwar, quickly carry out the orders of my future wife. You also do not ask a lot and do not often look at my future wife. Understood?"

"Good, sir."

Then I was surprised that there was a call from Daini.

"Neng, hello!"

"Sister Listi, bi-can accompany me? I-I've got heartburn, brother."

"What?!" How'this?

"Why ayang?"

"Instead of company, A. But, I'll have to replace the Director's job."

"You're calm. Ms. Daini must be fine. If you leave, the impact for this company could be fatal."

Mr. Sabil hugged me, I ended up crying in his chest. I feel sorry for Daini. Apparently, even though he was surrounded by many people who loved him, and also by abundant wealth, and the love of the Director, he still needed me.

"Huuu, at a time like this, I can't even accompany Daini."

"It's okay, ayang, after the office business is finished, you'll still be able to meet Ms. Daini." He wiped my tears. Not with his hands, but with his lips.

"Uhhuk uhhuk." Anwar coughing. Geez, I forgot that there's Anwar in this room.

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...~Tbc~...