Forced to Share a Bed
Mansion VS Apartment

Again, I bit him. It was even more painful than the previous bite.

"Awhh, Hanin, you---." I had to remove my embrace from his nape.

"Basic selfish! Man is heartless!" curse Hanin while opening the door and running out.

"Sir Listiii," I can still hear her screams.

"Lho, what's your eye?"

"Kak's lust," replied Hanin.

Holding my lips I eavesdropped on their conversation. The male and female toilets are side by side. I went out of the toilet to the sink for a mirror.

"LUSTY!"

My lips are swollen, even a little bluish. If it's like this, I have to find the right reason for the cause. But this swelling is very obvious. Fortunately, I remember that there were still medical masks in my room. With a heavy heart, while looking down, I rushed into my room to pick up a mask.

I went back to the meeting room wearing a mask. Hanin must have laughed with satisfaction when she saw me.

"Sorry, I was coughing, so wear a mask" I explained to all members of the meeting. I deliberately didn't stare at Hanin so that I wouldn't want to stare at him again and again.

"Well, let's continue" Tania said.

I don't know how long I've been bawling in the bathroom, which is clear Ms. Caca is still a presentation. That means not too long. Damn, even though I tried to hold it, but still spontaneously glanced towards Hanin. Fortunately he was down.

As I spoke, Hanin did not see me at all. He focused on his laptop. But it's okay, at least today I've been getting vitamin C from Hanin.

Hmm, it tastes so sweet.

...***...

Goddess Laksmi

I don't know when this patience will end. I, who was weak in the face of Zul, could only resign when I saw some changes in him. Yeah, I haven't known Zul for a long time in personality. All the information about him I got myself from papa, his mother and brother.

Today, actually there is no schedule for teaching, but I undo my intention to come to the office because Zul mas forbid me. Some days, I just realized that mas Zul is always excited when going to the office.

In fact, previously always lazing and reasoned if he was forced to become a director because he obeyed the wishes of his father.

For some reason lately, my heart has always been feeling unsettled. Yes, I realize it's true that Mas Zul married me because of the will of his parents.

But right now he's my husband, I deserve to know everything he has to do with him. Whether it's friends, work networks, or people who are nearby.

"Sorry Ma'am, the CCTV data you requested is currently being investigated. So we can't give it to Mom."

I still remember the statement from the hotel clerk when I wanted to investigate the CCTV footage that night.

"Huft," I sighed.

Don't ask me again how I feel right now. This pain arises because I suspect that Zul mas has not loved me. But whoever it is, please don't force me to let go of Mas Zul. Wh why? Because I love him so much.

I was even willing to get hurt as long as I stayed by his side. Rela hurt here means that I am willing to refrain and ego for the sake of the integrity of our household.

But in my dictionary, there's no word willing if it's related to a third person. Mas Zul is mine, I won't let anyone take it. I don't care anymore how this marriage started, because what I have to fight for now is the solidity of this mahligai.

Because there was no activity, I was fidgeting open the Zul mas briefcase that he used when going to Bandung.

In fact, I had prepared many things to spend the night in Bandung, but just because I refused the afternoon walk and chose to remain in the hotel, mas Zul instead decided to return to Jakarta.

"What's this?"

I furrowed my brows, there was a small box of pure gold weighing 3 grams inside the Zul mas bag.

"For what?"

As far as I know, even if mas Zul buys gold bullion to save, it usually weighs at least 10 grams. I took the box out, and I kept it on the nightstand.

Would Zul make a special ring for me? It could be, right?

Imagining that, my heart immediately flowered. Mas Zul always gave me whatever I asked, he also gave me a monthly living with the amount I paid. But I crave simple things that are romantic.

When I got my birthday, Mas Zul gave me a gift of a luxury car, when all I wanted was a romantic dinner and a rose. From childhood, I have been presented with luxury by my papi and mama, so for me luxury cars are very common.

Then I put my body in this super big bed. I rubbed my stomach, always hoping to have a baby soon. How happy if I have a baby from Zul mas. I even bought a variety of tests to prepare for my pregnancy.

Last time, after Mas Zul left for work, I called Paklik Aryo and asked for his help to supervise mas Zul. I told the client that my actions were a preventive measure to prevent the presence of actors whose cases are currently spreading.

Paklik laughed out loud when he heard my request, but he said he was willing to help me. Paklik said, he would put his trusted subordinates to spy on Zul mas.

But do not suppose if the paklik help me selflessly. After that, he then asked me that my papi would invest in a new company owned by his wife.

The spy from Paklik has been working from today. I've got his contact. These spies will report the activities of Zul mas every hour.

.

It was one o'clock by noon, but there were no reports.

"Where's your report?" I sent a message to the spy.

"Today, Mr. Zul met with the quality division, continued the meeting with the operational division. At 14.00 WIB until 15.00 WIB there will be a meeting with the steering board. At 15. 30 WIB, Zul sir's schedule is home." Replies from spies whose identities are requested are kept secret.

"What is my husband now?" my many.

"Hour 12.30 WIB sd. 13.30 WIB, the schedule is Zul isoma sir, ma'am." The reply.

"Where does my husband usually eat? In the canteen?"

"Food for Mr. Zul is always delivered to his room."

"Oh, okay thank's yes. Today, I think the report is enough. After the meeting with the board of trustees, there's no other agenda, right?"

"Nothing, Mom."

"Yes, yes, yes," I was excited. After getting the information from the spy, I felt calm.

Then suddenly so remembered the conversation with the paklik about the evocative drug. I grinned. Curious to feel the sensation. Paklik said, if I want it again, Paklik has the preparation.

"Paklik, I want a drug that you give me and Zul mas the first night. Send it now, hehehe." Message sent.

"Hahaha, you naughty, are you hooked?"

"Hehe, yes Paklik," I replied, lying. Because the fact that night I was late to meet Mas Zul.

...***...

Daini Hanindiya Princess Sadikin

"Why the hell, Dai? The feeling from earlier you are not excited," said Kak Listi.

"Maybe it's just Big Brother's feeling" I denied, tidying up the file.

My head was still filled with the incident in the toilet. Seriously, I'm really sorry about him, if Mr. Zul is currently in front of me, I want it to feel like I scratched his face using a permanent marker.

"Hahaha, okay, okay, BTW thank's yes Dai by the way."

"Together, Brother."

It has become my habit to share souvenirs from Bandung. The entire division staff, including Ms. Caca.

Time shows at 15:54 WIB, six minutes to go home. The entire quality division staff seemed busy tidying up their respective cubicles.

"Dai, sorry. The cave can not anter you, because today it was delivered to pick up the same Akmal. Doi again on leave of work, hahaha so he can hug, the cave told him to pick him up using a motorbike."

"Geez, it's okay, brother. I'm not a child anyway. I can go home by myself."

Finally the time that awaited arrived. I hurried to leave the room. Staff directors including directors usually go home thirty minutes sooner. I was relieved to believe that the selfish perverted director had left this office at the stroke of four.

"Bah, Dai," cried Kak Listi as he preceded me to enter the elevator. I waved my hand and smiled.

My room is on the fifth floor. While my husband's room, I mean the pervert is on the seventh floor. Me and some staff I didn't know were waiting in front of the elevator. Because of the many male staff, I decided to pass the emergency stairs. Good, all sports, I thought.

...***...

Upon arrival in front of the boarding room, I pegged. My sling bag even fell to the floor in shock. I closed my open mouth with my palm. Mom looked at me with a pity look.

"Bu Nani, i-this means what? Why are my things outside?"

"Emm, Neng Dai is calm huh, let's sit down first. Let me explain slowly."

"Mom, how can I calm down. I don't feel I have anything wrong with Mom. This month's money has been paid. Why?" I refuse to sit. My eyes started to glaze over.

"Sorry Neng Dai, not that I don't care about you, but suddenly someone wanted to host it here. He was willing to pay three times the previous price. Because I needed money, I had to agree. Your boarding money will be returned, you can use it for lodging rent before you can get a new boarding place," he explained.

"Huuks, Ms. Nani .. Why do you have so much heart? At least tell me first, Mom. I didn't expect Mom to be this cruel just because of the money. Where should I take this stuff, ma'am? Looking for a new boarding house and cleaning up those things takes time ..," I said.

"Ehem." Suddenly someone cleared his throat. I'm climbing.

"Sir, this is the previous owner of the boarding house" said Bu Nani.

"I'm sorry, I deliberately chose a boarding house here for my brother" he said calmly.

"Yes, Neng Daini, this young father is the one who dares to pay Mom a high price."

I sighed, after knowing the culprit, I no longer protested. He really seriously wanted to play with my soul and body.

"I understand, Mom. In the meantime, I'm putting my stuff in here. Once I get the boarding I'll take it again." I just took the toiletries and picture frames, then passed.

"Hanin, wait." He held my hand.

"You know each other?"

Bu Nani who followed to the front gawked in astonishment. It must have been a shock because there was a man who dared to hold my hand.

"No ma'am, I don't know!"

I tried my hardest to escape. But he's very strong. He dragged me to the car. In another car. I don't know his car.

"Hanin, remember your position. You're my wife! It's not appropriate for you to behave like this in front of your husband" she said in a soft voice. I'm sure that Ms. Nani won't listen.

Instead of inviting the commotion and the sense of rudeness of Bu Nani, I finally said ....

"Bu Nani, this man is actually still my brother. But we don't get along." I lied to Bu Nani.

"Oh," Bu Nani is still confused.

"Lake in!" his insistence.

Opening the front door and pushing my body. I sobbed hugging my bag as the car started to go somewhere.

"Huks, you're evil!" rutukla.

Mr. Zul remained silent on the steering wheel. Then he pulled his car over in a pretty quiet area. I wiped my tears while tidying up my headscarf.

"I'm sorry if what I did made you shocked."

"You're really selfish, sir! Why are you treating me like this? What's with making me a lustful gratifier still not enough?!" my yelling.

"Hanindia! Don't talk about it if you don't know the facts and the truth!" snapped it.

"The truth?! Facts?! What are the facts and truth, sir?! You are clearly selfish! Why do you have to disturb my boarding place? You don't know how hard it is for me to find a suitable boarding place! You also do not know that among the items you put out there are items that I think are very valuable, huuks."

"Hanin, listen to me first. I'm your husband, is it appropriate for a wife to yell at her husband?" He really doesn't know himself. He took my hand and held it tight.

"I'm tired Sir. I'm tired of being like this. Now quickly explain, what do you want?! Do you want to fuck again?!" accuse me.

"Hahaha," he chuckled. Really sucks.

"If you're ready, I will" he said.

"SIR ZULFIKAAAR!" my yelling. My face may be reddened because this shout is so loud.

"Well, hard too," smiled and grabbed me stronger.

"I don't have time! Say it! You want what? Huuu .. I'm tired sir ... What if Miss Dewi finds out? What if people accuse me of being an untrue woman? Please understand my position dear Mr. Zulfikar. Please divorce me, sir .. kumohooon, please ...." Ratapku.

"Hanin, how many more times do I have to say that I don't want to divorce you. I have promised to carry out the mandate of abah and ummi to take care of you. I want to save your honor by being your husband."

"I've already provided an apartment. It is close to our office. The problem of your goods is not to worry, I have ordered cargo services to move your goods to the apartment" he explained.

"What?! The apartment? I don't want to! I refuse!" my dispute.

"Hanin, please respect my good faith as your husband. I'm trying to provide comfort, a safe place to live, and a decent living for you" he said. Let go of my hand, then continue the wheel.

"But, Sir. I'm not---."

"Sst, enough Hanin. I don't want to hear protests. I don't want to take criticism and advice from you either" he said.

"SELFISH! You have no conscience!"

"Yes, I'm selfish. It is up to you to accuse me of having no conscience. Even if you say I'm a mental disorder, I don't mind at all" he said.

I was speechless, so confused as to say what if his principles were like that. On the one hand, I am also introspective if my position is very weak.

Because of our status of siri marriage, I can only ask for a divorce from her. Unlike if we were legally married to a state, maybe .. I could sue him in court to divorce me.

"I don't want to increase sin by abandoning you, I want to treat you fairly. Fair here is fair from my point of view. Not justice from your point of view or the Goddess."

His statement really makes me sick. I turned my face so disgusted.

"We're here soon."

When I accidentally saw the rearview mirror on the inside of the car, I saw his face so cheerful. He seems happy to make me angry.

...***...

Finally he arrived at the apartment he was referring to. A luxury apartment with a familiar name in my ears. When there was an advertisement on television, I once told myself that I would not be interested in buying it even if I was wealthy.

I stared and looked down when I was in the parking lot. I'm afraid someone's seen us together. I was so scared.

"Come," he asked. Raised a hand to me.

"Sir, why are you so calm? What if someone recognizes you?" I clasped his hand.

"Hanin, my papa never publicized my face to the public. The famous one is my papa, not me" he explained, forcibly pulling my hand. I can't pull over anymore.

"Every unit in this apartment has a private elevator. Our privacy is safe" he said. How dare he say 'our privacy.'

In the elevator, he let go of my hand. The glass elevator makes me able to see the view of Jakarta. The higher, my heart is beating. I dare not look. I closed my eyes, my body was a little shaky.

"You're a phobia of heights?"

Mr. Zulfikar was quick to hug my body. This narrow elevator and this feeling of fear, made me unable to resist it. My hands are tightening on his suit.

"Your hands are cold sweaty, your face is also pale. Athaghfirullah, sorry. Tomorrow I'll switch the unit to the ground floor" he said, slapping my head in his chest. My heart is rumbling.

'Tin.' Arrived at his unit.

"I'm sorry, I bought a unit in the tallest tower." While leading my hand towards the unit.

"The door code is your date of birth."

I just shut up. I can't believe he could buy an apartment this fast. I fought while I was in it. I don't deserve to be in a place this big.

"Sir, after getting the boarding house, I don't want to stay here. I don't deserve to be over-treated like this." In front of the door I pegged, not daring to step foot.

"Hanin," she took my hand.

"This place is nothing compared to the abode I gave to the Goddess. I bought him a mansion" he said.

"Mother Goddess does deserve it" I said.

Mr. Zulfikar sighed, then opened his suit and sat down casually on the sofa.

"You want to stand up? Don't wanna look around? Going to the kitchen or the room for example?" he said, laying down, then turning on the television.

"I'm going to take a little nap, half-six wake up" he said. He really closed his eyes.

With doubtful steps, I finally took a look around. But I dare not approach the balcony.

This unit seems to be in use. All facilities are available.

The kitchen is so beautiful. When I opened the fridge, I was shocked. In it is available a variety of food ingredients, processed foods, snacks, instant nose, milk, eggs, yogurt, and others.

In essence, in this kitchen is already available basic food aka nine staples. I just cook it.

Then I walked to the room. There are three rooms in this unit. The main room, guest room, and room that seems to be reserved for ART.

Did I go to ART's room?

I didn't dare to enter that magnificent room.

Yeah right, I'm just here.

In ART's room I was stuck, sitting in the corner of the room. Weep again for this heartbreaking self-fate.

"Huuu, abah .. ummi .. a-I want to go home ...."

...***...

Reni (Friends of Goddess Laksmi)

I gasped towards the house of the Goddess, I had to speak directly and hand this evidence to the Goddess. Thankfully I took a picture.

Back home from work, I accidentally saw her husband Dewi talking to her in front of a boarding house.

...~Tbc~...