Forced to Share a Bed
Love Story

Daini Hanindiya Princess Sadikin

Alhamdulillaah, finally able to go home too. But I didn't go back to the apartment. Due to the presence of the twins, mom and dad forced me to stay with them. In fact, I want to stay in the apartment and take care of my twin babies there. Because Mr. Zulfikar agrees with the decision of his mother and father, I also agree.

I can walk without any more pain. True said Dr. Rahmi, normal birth recovery will be faster than birth with surgery. But, how else, the fact ... in my first pregnancy, I had surgery. Hopefully in the next pregnancy, I was given the opportunity to be able to feel normal childbirth. Aamiins.

"The wind," muttered someone who suddenly hugged me. Who else if not him. Yes, he's Zulfikar Saga Antasena, my husband.

"And just finished taking a bath" I replied, turning my head and kissing her neck. It also smells. Even more fragrant than me.

"How long is it gonna be over, baby? Hehe." Hugging me. It always is. Frequently inquires about my puerperium. I'm sure he knew it too.

"Still be a long time. Have patience, sir."

Did he forget that I just passed 7 days post-surgery. Geez, what in his mind was just about that and that? Are all men like that? I don't know.

"Hahaha, kidding dear. Oiya, today, coming home from work I want to go to the woman's house huh. Want to see the development of his health," he explained.

"Can. If my condition has fully recovered, I would also like to see him."

I let Mr. Zulfikar go to the house of the Goddess. Currently, Miss Dewi is undergoing self-rehabilitation. After being divorced, the condition of the Goddess mother became unstable. He rebelled and often tried to hurt himself.

As a result, the big family of Mr. Surawijaya repeatedly requested that Mr. Zulfikar pull back his talons. But Mr. Zulfikar refused. After all, he had already dropped three talaqs.

The Surawijaya family even lured Mr. Zulfikar with shares of fantastic value, but again, Mr. Zulfikar still refused. But, as a form of concern for his prospective children who are born by the mother of Dewi, and his concern for the mother of Dewi as a fellow human being and his ex-wife, he said, mr. Zulfikar agreed to help the doctor in an effort to restore the Goddess's mother.

So, Mr. Zulfikar is willing to involve himself in a series of therapies that will be undertaken by the Goddess to accelerate his recovery.

"She still thinks of me as her husband" she lamented.

"It's okay," I said as I tidied up the tie.

"Because of his condition, I can't sue him. On the other hand, Silfa's mom and her family must be happy because her son is free from lawsuits."

"Don't think badly, sir. No mother in the world wants her child that way." Reminded him.

"You're defending them?" his protest.

"No, I'm just arguing that prejudicing others can lead to slander, and---."

"Slander is crueler than murder" he said. He can guess the continuation of my sentence. I'm smiling. Mr. Zulfikarpun smiled as he kissed my lips repeatedly.

"Oiya, has Misti gone to work?" I shifted the subject.

"After Ijab kabul, tomorrow he will work directly," he explained.

"No vacation, sir?"

"I don't know, baby. I told him to take a leave of absence."

"Certainly, where does the list brother live? What's staying at Komjen's house?"

"Listen's gonna take turns."

"Oh, hehehe their wedding is unique huh, sir?"

"What kind of thing, you don't know how Mr. Sabil was so tormented by the marriage. He confides often."

"What's? Mr Sabil is tormented? Meanin?" I became curious.

"Here and there, let me explain."

Mr. Zulfikar pulled me and positioned my body to sit on his lap. I'm obeying. After all, he would definitely not ask for anything strange anymore because he would soon have to go to work.

"Sabile sir could not bear to sleep with Listi, but did not get a chance. Hahaha," obviously. Ended with a laugh. It is as if he was happy on top of the suffering of Sabil.

"Just sleep, right, sir? What's difficult?" I knit an eyebrow.

"Don't pretend to be plain, dear."

He pinched my cheek. I blushed. I get the point. Mr. Sabil is an adult. Even with Misti, but why hasn't Misti been able to open up to Mr Sabil? I don't know the reason.

"Please persuade Listi that she will love Sabil sir."

"I mean Father? Doesn't Misti love Sabil? If you don't like it, how could Misti want to marry Sabil sir, sir."

"Yes, I don't understand what's on Listi's mind either. Tell you what, if there is time, please take the same approach Listi to discuss his relationship with Mr. Sabil."

"I don't dare, sir. After all, their marriage only lasted 3 days. If I ask you the same, Sister Listi, afraid to say meddle," I refuse.

"Yes, it's a pity." Then came back to shower my face with a kiss before finally saying goodbye to go to the office.

This time, I didn't drive him. Because the day before, he had prevented me from delivering to the front. The reason for that was because he felt that I had not fully recovered. The point is, Mr. Zulfikar is getting more protective. He even brought in a nutritionist to meet my nutritional needs.

I've also started pumping my ASI for the twins. Oiya, we're still keeping their names a secret. For a while, we all called her King and Beautiful. The call was the first time she had ever spoken to Mom. Followed by everyone in the house. I called him Salih and Saliha.

"Beauty and the King are coming."

Hearing that call, I immediately moved. Open the door to welcome them. Beautiful and the King just finished his bath.

"Well, it's beautiful and handsome" I said. Always stunned and moved when he saw the faces of the two.

"Yes dong, who used to bathe her," said Bu Juju while giving Salih who seemed to be hungry.

I grabbed Salih while developing a smile. I think Salih's face changes a lot. Sometimes it looks like me, sometimes it looks like Zulfikar. Salihah was sleeping. Salihah also had a fickle face, one time, once looking like brother and mama Yuze. Ummi said, the baby's face is so, likes to change.

I looked at Salih's calm face enjoying her special meal. The best drink on earth, the most beautiful gift of a mother, the immeasurable blessing of the Most Gracious.

The moment of Ashi is a precious experience that always makes me thump and happy. Yes, the mother is the first to recognize and relate closely to her children. Mothers are the best caregivers for their children.

The interaction and parenting of a mother with her children will leave a profound impact and affect the social and emotional life of a child in the future. A mother should know her child more than anyone else. Observing and listening to their voices or cries, will give a mother an impression of what is happening inside her sons and daughters.

"King of good children. The king of intelligent children, the King of healthy children," I murmured as I rubbed his soft cheeks.

Even if I am not a kind or loving person, but in front of them, I must show my best attention and side. Because automatically, I will be their guide. My attitude towards them, will have a lasting impact on his development. Not only when they are young, but also after they have grown up.

"King and Beautiful are very lucky to have a beautiful, gentle, and kind mother like Neng Daini," said Bu Juju.

"I'm mediocre, Mom. It's just that I'm trying to be a gentle mother and trying to introduce my sons and daughters to positive things. Those kids are master copycats, ma'am. In the future, at all times, their eyes will always look at me, their ears will listen, and their minds will digest whatever I do. So, in front of them, I have to try to be a perfect mother."

"Agreed, Neng. Miss Daini is great."

Bu Juju was mangosteen while giving her thumbs up. After Salih was full, I woke Salihah up.

"Hehe."

I chuckled at Salihah's funny act. He enjoys his best drink while sleeping.

"Hishihi. Gemeees," Jujupun ma'am giggled.

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Iptu Sabil Sabilungan

"Try Mr. Sabil cuekin first the list. Be cold first. Then see what kind of response Listi's gonna be."

"It can't be, sir. He's too valuable. How can I hurt my own wife."

"Sabil sir how 'clean? He said he was asking for advice, but instead of ngeyel."

"But Mr. Zulfikar, if I'm ignorant, I'm afraid the list is angry."

"Hmm, it's hard 'deh was loved. Yes it is like this, try Mr. Sabil to pretend to be sick. See Listi's response. No attention?"

"Duh, you son of a bitch! Yeah how 'cake."

"Can't sir. What if I'm really sick?"

"Duh Mr. Sabil, how do you want? Wanna cheat Listi with a powerful drug, right? Or else Mr. Sabil forced him."

"Yes don't want 'em if it's like this house, sir. I want to do it gently."

"Haish! Just as late as 'lah!"

I recall the conversation earlier this afternoon between me and Mr. Zulfikar. I called him on purpose to confide in Listi. Right now, I'm on my way to pick him up. Coincidentally, today we are going home from work at the same hour. The people around me, I and Listi are dating.

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I parked the car in a normal place. Then observe everyone who comes out of the company with feelings of anxious expectation. Instantly fixed on the figure I was waiting for. Directly taking a deep breath.

I mean, I was chatting with a guy. He even laughed cheerfully in front of the man. I'm loosening the tie. How dare he laugh cheerfully in front of another man. My hands are tight on the steering wheel.

He took a breath as he approached my car. He was on the side of the door. He must have been astonished. I usually open the door for him. Finally, he entered on his own. I just shut up.

"Assalamu'alaikuum," he said as he grabbed my hand for salutation.

"Wa'alaikumusaalam," I replied slowly. Continue driving without greeting him.

"Any smitten, huh?" dugup.

"No," I replied.

"Oh, I think it's exhausted. Aa's face looks moody."

"Who was that guy?" my many.

"Whoever? Oh, that's my upperclassman, A. He just got accepted into this company."

"You laugh so gleefully huh."

"I mean A Abil?"

"Did you forget you had a husband?"

"Geez A, we're just greeting each other. He already has a wife and children. Don't think shit."

"Okay, I'm sorry."

At first, I wanted to continue to scold him. But, I can't. What's more when he opened his bag and offered me something.

"Aren't you going to? I have snacks from interns. I'm a bribe ya." Even want to bribe me.

"Aaa," continued.

Forced to open his mouth. Because it's my favorite food. Banana chips.

"Someone gave me steak candy too. Aa want?" Now he opens the candy. Then buy. I just shut up.

"Hhm, sweet tofu A. Wanna try?" I put the candy on my lips.

"It's candy's sweet." I'm picking it. Because it had a Dikulum Listi, it felt so warm-warm.

"Wait, where are we going A? Feeling, this is not the way to my house. Not the way to A Abil's house either" he protested, turning left-right.

"Sort of yes, later also will know where we want to go."

"Not the hotel, is it A?"

"If so, why? We're husband and wife."

"A Abil isn't serious, is he? We don't have a marriage certificate yet to know, A."

"It can be arranged" I answered briefly. He began to panic and get nervous.

"Ehm, but .. we're just going to the doang hotel, right A?"

"How will it be," I replied. As I looked, he got more agitated. He was staring at the street while biting the tip of his fingernails.

"Today, we'll learn to make babies" my god.

"W-WHAT?!" his yell.

"Haha."

I laughed while increasing the speed. Split the city center streets are quite stretchy. Overtaking a few cars while whistling. He took her hand which was cold. Either cold because of the car AC, or cold because of fear. I kissed his hands over and over again. Listi.

Then I slowed the wheel when I saw the twilight horizon that spread an orange hue. Look at the sky. I looked at the face of Listi who I thought was getting more beautiful. Then I put my car aside.To be exact on a bridge under which there is a famous lake in the capital.

"Done" called me softly.

"Yes" he looked. I took off my seat belt. Then he removed his seat belt.

"I wanna kiss you," I said as I pulled her body so I could hold her.

Listi nodded in agreement. Satisfied to look at his face. I grabbed her beautiful lips gently, slowly and carefully. Then enjoy it with a great beating heart. Our breath was earthy, its breath warmed and stirred the Roman feather.

The orange glow of twilight puffs through the car's glass crevices, creating dazzling reflections on its face and neckline. Her face was bright and beautiful. My chest heated up, and my hands began to become uncontrollable.

He moaned softly as I peeked at his nape and neck. It's fragrant and soft. I could not hurt his skin. Originally, I wanted to pin a love sign on this area.

"Hmmm ... A-Abil, cu-enough ...."

"So soon, okay? I want this" I whispered slowly. Almost unheard.

"W-what? No Satpol PP, A," he said.

"Okay, but .. we continue at the hotel ya ayang."

"Mr ...."

He still doubts. I hugged him tightly. As it turns out, doing this activity after halal it .. it feels .. more delicious and fun. Got the reward anyway.

"Fabiayyi Ala Irobbikuma Tukadziban; then which favor of your Lord do you deny?" I said in my heart.

"W-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-why does real Aa want to make babes? I-I'm not ready, A." Reveal it while his body is still in place.

"Just learn a little, be-la-jar," I whispered, with a smile.

"Fearless, A. I-I'm embarrassed too."

"If you can be honest, same 'kok ayang. I'm embarrassed too."

"Is there a feeling of fear as well?"

"Fearful? Ehm .. there is. I'm afraid to hurt you."

Then back to her sweet lips. If the twilight had not dimmed, perhaps, I would not have ended it. So far, it's been the most pleasant twilight of my life.

My car is back with another car. The difference is, in the view of the poet of love, my car looks spread a crown of colorful flowers. The crown fell on the street, covering the streets and scented the entire city.

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...~Tbc~...