Forced to Share a Bed
Daddy and Mommy

"How big is the card?"

Hanin was surprised to see the super big gift that Mr. Sabil brought.

"It's a little 'kok. Not comparable to what Mr. Zulfikar has given me" replied Sabil. He placed the gift in a special place decorated by Brother Gendis.

"True Bu Daini. It's mah teu saupami (it's still nothing). If without the help of Mr. Zulfikar mah, ouh the Aa tos (already) mutated out of town," said Mr. Komjen. Whose surname is Sabil's sir? I forget.

"What is gratification?" Hanin glanced at me.

"God is not a darling. Mr. Sabil did not become mutated because of his reasons and considerations. After all, the gift is not for you, but for our twin babies. Yes, is it Mr Sabil?"

"True Bu Daini. Mr. Zulfikar received nothing from my family for the cancellation of the mutation. Confused about what to give too. Mr. Zulfikar has it all. Haha."

"Mr ...." Hanin knitted his brows. It seems, I should explain the chronology of the details at a later time.

"Where's the baby? I can't wait to see the baby. Wow, must be beautiful and handsome, yes, his parents are also handsome and beautiful," praised Mr. Komjen with a smile.

"Thank you" I said. Hanin. He does not like to be praised. What else if praised beautiful, he must not be happy. Because Hanin said, beautiful is relative, and only perception comes from visible judgment.

"It's still in the perinatal room, Mr. Komjen. In a moment it seems like it will be treated join," I explained.

"The other one is to see the baby" said Irma who of course while recording. This time, the lens eyes focus on Sabil sir.

"Irma, why did you record Mr. Sabilnya for so long?"

"Hehehe, because Mr. Sabil is handsome, Mas." Welcomed the laughter of Mr. Komjen and his wife.

"Hey, don't mess around with Irma, Mr. Sabil already has one."

"Yes, Mas. I know it too. Sister Listi, don't you mean what?"

Irma smiled blandly. Mr. Sabil is a horse-grin. He repeatedly glanced at the door. I'd like to meet with Listi.

"Dad, Mother, I want to follow Tia, yes. I want to see the twins." Mr. Sabil is moving. As expected, she was already in love with Listi.

"Yes there already. Mother and Father want to wait for orok (baby) here only," said Mrs Komjen. Irma follows Sabil.

"BTW, thank you Mr. Daini and Mr. Zulfikar for their help. Thanks to Mother and Father, Listi wants to hang the same marriage. 'Duh, if not immediately married, rempan (worried) Mother mah. Behaviour (behavior) si aa aampuun 'deh. What is talked about Listi, Listi and Listi teas. Haruuuh," complained Komjen. Mr. Komjen just smiles.

"Haha."

I'm laughing instead. Because, suddenly so remembered the CCTV footage in my office. In my pantry, Sabil seduced Lisi until they did a perverted scene. When I saw the footage I coughed and drank immediately. Turns out, Mr. Sabil can be as wild as that. I also remember the recording in my office.

"Haha." That night, it was almost as if Sabil and Listi had lost their sanctity.

"Sir, why?"

Hanin pinched my hand. It must be a surprise because I laugh. Really, I can't imagine how tormented Mr. Sabil was that night.

After carrying Listi to the bedroom, Pak Sabil actually wanted to leave, but Listi who was unconscious because of sleep instead pulled Pak Sabil and hugged him. Not only hugging, Listi's hand also floated into the shirt of Mr. Sabil.

From the CCTV footage, I can clearly see how Mr. Sabil tried so hard to restrain himself. Not to mention the skirt Listi who several times lifted due to his sleep urakan. Actually, the one who kept hugging it was Listi, not Sabil sir.

Mr. Sabil could not be sober because Listi made Pak Sabil's chest as a pillow. Mr. Sabil's condition improved after he closed his eyes with a pillow until he actually slept. In the end, they hugged each other all night.

"Haha. Sorry, I remembered something, remember the same re---." Fortunately, it was immediately realized if the CCTV footage had to be kept secret. Otherwise, Mr. Sabil could have shot me.

"I mean, remember the same office colleagues who have a talent for joking," I said.

"Excessive laughter is not good, sir. What else if the laughter is not shared. Because it could be, Your laughter actually makes people around you feel offended."

"Yes, baby, I'm sorry. Mr. Komjen, Mr. Komjen, I'm sorry."

"It's okay, sir. It's called kapiasem (remember the funny things). I do too often" said Ms. Komjen.

"Yet," Irma's cry was startled again. The boy was noisy.

"Well," I'm dumbfounded.

They were escorting the officer who pushed the baby trolley. The baby trolley contained my baby girl. I immediately welcomed him. Pak Komjen and bu Komjenpun like that.

"I'm sorry, only those who wash their hands and wear masks can approach their babies" the doctor said. Mr. Komjen immediately resigned, he then called his aide to take a mask.

Sister put my baby next to Hanin. Hanin spread a smile. She must be proud to have successfully given birth to a beautiful and healthy baby. Then another group arrived. Ummi, brother, papa, mama, and others.

"I'm sorry, the family that saw the baby, may it be nice to wait in another room." The doctor returned to warning. Yeah, they're fucked up. Everyone is very enthusiastic.

"Well, I still want to film the baby" Listi protested.

"You just record Aa," teased Mr. Sabil.

"A Abil! Issh, shame to know." Listi whined and blushed. He immediately came out after shaking hands with his camer.

"OMG," muttered Irma.

"Congratulations Mr. Aksa, Ms. Yuze, your granddaughter is beautiful. Well, these are his lips, very similar to Bu Daini," said Bu Komjen. He was holding my baby.

"thank you. Now we're grandparents, Pa. Hihihi," mama chuckled as she elbowed the father who had not taken her eyes off my daughter.

"Yes, thank God. Please pray from Mr. Komjen and Ms. Komjen for my other grandson. Not yet able to be treated join because it is still monitored," explained papa.

"InshaaAllah will recover soon," hoped the Commander.

"Thank you for the prayers of all. I can't put words together to express this happiness" said Ummi, who is currently feeding Hanin.

While abah, Putra, Mr. Reza and others were seen chatting in the living room which was quite far from this room. Mr Sabil and Listi? I don't know where they are.

"If mother Goddess, when is her birth estimate?" ask mom Komjen. Oiya, that woman hasn't visited Hanin yet. In fact, I've asked Bang Radit to preach it.

"Emm, in about two months, ma'am. You see, this week we will hold a 7 monthly event for Dewi," explained mama.

"In a year straight have three grandchildren huh?" timpal pak Komjen's. The conversation made Brother Gendis pass. He must be sad because he could not give grandchildren to mama-papa.

"Dis, where are you going?" call mama.

So recalled the wise advice of Hanin who was quoted from the advice of one of the Rashidun Khulafaurs.

Hanin said, do not talk about your wealth in front of the poor, do not talk about your health in front of the sick, do not talk about your strength in front of the weak, do not talk about your happiness in front of the sad, don't talk about your freedom in front of an imprisoned person, don't talk about children in front of a childless person, and don't talk about your parents in front of orphans.

So, it should not be discussed about the child in front of Brother Gendis.

"Sister Gendis, wait." I chased.

Right now, everyone is focusing on Hanin and my baby. I love mama-papa and everyone, a little bit will definitely remind back of the struggle of Gendis as she tried to have a baby until finally decided to file a divorce lawsuit because she could not stand her in-laws who always asked grandchildren to Gendis.

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"Sister," I pulled him into my arms. I found him crying while crouching in the corner of the hospital.

"Hulu."

"I understand how you feel." While stroking his hair.

"Huks, Zul, sorry yes ... This kind of brother is not envious of you. Big brother's happy 'cock to see you guys. Ta-but---."

"Sstt, don't discuss it again, brother. What Brother Gendis did was just right. Don't think about it anymore. Brother Gendis deserves to be happy with the choice of life Brother. Don't remember those days."

During the divorce, my mom and dad were very depressed. The media chased after brother Gendis, resulting in the decline of shares belonging to my extended family. Brother Gendis was once blamed by a large family for the lawsuit.

"Sister is just saddened by the fate of Big Brother, Zul. Please don't blame Brother."

"I never blame you, brother. If anyone dares to hurt Big Brother, then he will come face to face with me. Oiya, tomorrow we will hold a preskon to publicize the birth of my sons and daughters. If the event will make Brother sad, I'll cancel it."

"Don't Zul. Don't cancel. You actually have to publish your children so that the position of Hanin is increasingly recognized. Oiya, Brother salute you, 'kok can the position of Commissioner so fall into the hands of Mr Aryo? Isn't the candidate your wife?"

"After the woman gives birth, Brother will know everything."

"Always so. You used to say after the second autopsy. Where's proof? Mr. Sabil also kept his mouth shut. My brother tried to ask them. Wonder, 'deh."

"Haha. If I tell Big Brother now, I'm afraid you can't keep a secret."

"Little you, 'tuh. Time not to believe in your own siblings? Oiya, why haven't you been to Dewi's house?"

"Do you know where?"

"Secret, not important either. Surprisingly, 'kok Goddess is not angry 'sih? Usually he's angry, right if you're the same as Daini?"

"He won't be angry anymore, brother. He and I have made a deal. The point is, he won't dare to mess around anymore."

"Yes, you gather with each other again. I'm going to the firm."

"To firm? For what, Brother?"

"There needs to be a little bit of the same, Brotherhood, legal consultation."

"My brother also came home from work to come here, brother. What's that for? Just wait here."

"Not to be talked about here, Zul. Must be in the office. I also want to buy gifts for Daini and my calls." After Brother Gendis left, I returned to the room.

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...~Tbc~...