Forced to Share a Bed
Love and Wounds

Goddess Laksmi

On Rani's orders, after arriving from the boarding houses, I immediately called Mas Zul. My heart was pounding unceasingly because of that pain. Mas Zul may not love me, but he must not turn away from me, I am his legal wife.

Rani said, I have to play beautiful, not grasa-grusu. I must act as if I do not recognize the hypocritical woman's closeness to my husband. I will slowly gather up a lot of evidence, then humiliate and destroy her life.

Even if Zul proves to be cheating, I will not destroy him. Just let my heart ache, as long as my pain should be proportional to the pain the woman felt. If he can, he should be more tormented than I am.

"Hello love" she said.

Behind his heavy voice, I faintly heard the sound of Mas Zul's breathing sounding faster than he could.

"Hello, Mum. Mas go home yes, I am not a permission Mas nginap in the office, I miss you Mas. It can't be too rich to sleep without your hugging or hugging you, hehehe," I said in a spoiled voice.

Last afternoon, he was allowed to stay at the office on the grounds of wanting to overtime because there was a job that was sudden deadline. I allowed it, but after Rani came to the house and showed me the pictures, I was sure Zul was lying.

Especially after I get the information from the boarding house. I'm even more convinced that Mas Zul has dared to lie to me. The evidence was reinforced by the statement of my spies who actually said that Zul mas came home sooner.

"Okay, Mas did not stay, but Mas can only go home at 12 pm, patient love, what to buy?" his ray.

I wanted to curse him, but this heart felt unbearable. I'm afraid of losing her, I'm afraid I can't enjoy her body anymore if I scold her. I'm afraid of losing him and all his charms.

In addition, said Rani, it could be that the woman uses the science of compassion pellets or witchcraft to get mas Zul. It could be, what mas Zul is doing at this time is the effect of the use.

"I don't want anything, Mom, I just want you to go home. Can't you go home now?"

"Emm, not love," he said.

"Do you need to be accompanied by Radit?" my many.

"Ti-no need for love, pity bang Radit is afraid of tiredness. Go home alone, take the car, too."

"Who's the same in his office? Not Tania, is she? Just be careful if you're both with Tania," my guyon.

"Ti-no love, Mas himself, yes already yes, assalamu'alaikuum."

He's getting nervous. I really want to say I want to come to his office. But I have to hold back. Remember, I have to play beautiful.

"Wa'ailaikumussalaam, be careful. Mluach," I ended the call with a cocky and annoyed feeling.

Then I looked at the woman again. Again I did not see his face because in this photo he also looked down. But mas Zul's face was clearly visible, Mas Zul's gaze on this woman was so deep.

Who exactly is this woman? Is he more than me? Is it because he dresses akhwat then mas Zul likes?

But as far as I am concerned, first love is the same as me. He does not veil much less dress akhwat. My heart is thickened with marketing.

Oiya, the medicine from the paklik is already in my hands. Tonight I have to give it to Mas Zul. I waited for 12pm with sadness and sadness.

...***...

Zulfikar Saga Antasena

After the call with the Goddess, I went back to the sofa. But he doesn't exist.

Where is he, huh?

"Haniin," call me.

That was me and Hanin ....

"Haiss."

I got pissed. I'm shuffling my own hair. There was no response from Hanin. He must have gone to the room. I'm moving there. Sure enough, I saw him face down, some of his legs dangling, it was beautiful.

"If it's called husband, nyahut dong," I said as I stroked his calf. But he's flinching.

Is it possible you're asleep?

"Hanin, let's move on." I kissed his nape. As usual, like a DJ, my hands started to get active.

"Sir, Isya soon," she shifted her body behind me. His refusal was simply to say that.

"Sorry, you're not angry, are you?"

"No" he replied slowly.

"If you're not angry, why are you turning your back on me? Shouldn't I turn my back on my husband?"

"Sorry." He turned his body towards me.

"Once again I'm sorry, yes" I pulled her shoulder so that her head rested on my arm.

"It's okay," he replied while wiping his tears.

"You crying?"

"No" he denied.

"Then what is this? Your nose, your eyes, your eyelids, obviously there's a cry, and what water was that?"

"This is my eye, sir. Whether I cry or not." Turn away faces.

"Hey, your eyes are also my mill." I cupped her cheeks so she could face me. He faced me again but his eyes were closed.

"Promise after Isya." I hugged him even though he didn't return my arms.

"Hmm" he answered.

"Hanin" I called him again.

"Call me Mas, will you?" I kissed the top of his head.

"Emm, I-I can't sir."

"Why? What's difficult?"

"I can't explain why."

"If I call you baby, can't I?"

He didn't answer.

"Hanine."

"I'm asleep, don't be disturbed" he said. Very amusing. Can sleep people talk?

"Haha."

I shifted my body so that my head was aligned with his head. I looked at him from a very close distance. Seen this close, she's getting prettier.

In the past, I thought my love for the Goddess was hard to grow because I was traumatized after being betrayed. I can't believe it grew again after I met Hanin.

"Do you have first love?" my many. I know he's not sleeping.

"Have it" her answer surprised me.

"Until courtship?" I'm curious.

"No, it's just bogoh eme, his Indonesian term monkey love."

"Oh, when is that? When did you fall in love?"

"I didn't understand it was monkey love at the time. Emm, I liked my upperclassman when I was in fifth grade. He was sixth grade, "he explained.

"Hahaha, that small? Very amusing. You keep saying it?"

"No, never revealed even to this day."

"Until this moment? Do you still like him? Is he married?" My tone is rising. I was not happy with his explanation.

"No idea, sir. It's just monkey love anyway. I never thought about him again. Even if we met, he would definitely not recognize me. I also have no feelings of wanting to meet or remember her anymore." Shifting my hands off the brakes and almost landing on her sensitive area.

"Thank God," I smiled, relieved.

"When you go to college or work, is there someone you like? Or did someone shoot you?"

"who shot? Emm, there's no. Besides, if there is, I can't date, I will definitely refuse."

I smile back. I feel lucky to be the first to find a pearl as bright, beautiful and beautiful as she is.

"If what you like is not? I mean besides your monkey love."

"I can't answer that question sir." He opened his eyes, looked at me for a moment and then turned around again.

"Why can't you answer?" I'm still curious.

Meanwhile my arms are getting stronger. Honestly, when I was with Hanin my passion quickly peaked. I don't know what substance is in this woman's body. He feels so special and wonderful. The valley of his love ensnared me and made me opiate.

"Because I'm worried, sir. I doubt, fear, and do not understand that feeling. That feeling makes me happy sometimes, but it also often makes me hurt." The tears came back.

Hanin's answer made me furrow my brows. I don't understand what he's saying either. Rather than Hanin being sad, I decided to shift the theme of the conversation.

"W-why are you going to come here again? I-I mean, a-are you going to see me again?" His lips trembled as he asked that.

"Of course, Hanin. But I can't be sure of the time. Be patient" I said, stroking her hair.

"Patience? So I will have to be patient, sir? How long are we gonna hide like this? When can you understand my feelings and also the feelings of the Goddess Mother? Sir, if you don't dare to be honest, let me explain it to Miss Goddess myself" he said.

"What?! No Hanin, no! Patience has no limits!" I sat down in surprise.

"Why, Sir? Whyyy?! You are truly selfish! You're the most selfish man I've ever known! Are you waiting for the moment I was publicly humiliated and branded as an actor?!" his jolt. He was still lying down, but he turned his back on me.

I came closer and hugged her back. He refused, but my strength was clearly stronger.

"Darling ...." My lips were trembling, this expression of affection came from the bottom of my heart.

"Deliver!" He's shaking his shoulder. I'm not hatching. Keep clutching.

"Hanin, please .. please do not tell our secrets to anyone especially to the Goddess. You're wrong to think I'm quiet. I'm stalling because I'm preparing things for your good."

"I'm investigating the man who deliberately choked you. Said the bartender, who ordered water for only one person. She's a woman with glasses, not hijab. But the bartender didn't remember his face because of too many people."

"Now remember, that night, who did you order water for?"

"I told Mr. Listi that I wanted water. Then Misti told the female bartender to ask for water."

"Female bartender? You certain? For the one who gave water to the bespectacled woman was a male bartender. Wait, is Listi wearing glasses?" my many.

"No, Misti's not wearing glasses."

"Yes too, when I met Listi, she did not wear glasses. Unfortunately, when the bartender gave the water, the position was not reached by CCTV."

"Wait until the investigation is over. Oiya, I've also prepared a lawyer for you."

"For what?" his protest. While moving because the Adhan Isya began to reverberate.

"Hanin, you're not an actor, you're not wrong. I also. As your brother said, what we did that night was not a mistake."

"As a husband, I must take good care of you, take care of your pride, uphold your honor, and protect you from anything that can tarnish your honor. I'm also obliged to keep your secrets, and vice versa." I followed him to the bathroom for ablution.

.

Then we performed the congregational Isha prayer without much more words or debate.

After shaking hands, Hanin turned cold. But he kept asking what kind of drink I used to drink before going to bed. In contrast to my warm heart because it will soon be back to enjoy his body.

"What drink do you want?" ask her while folding mukena.

"Before going to sleep, I always ablaze and then drink three glasses of water" I explained.

"Oh, I'll get you some water." She passed.

When Hanin left, I prepared. I sprayed mouth oil, undressed, then fell down.

When Hanin came back, I got nervous and pounding. He put a glass on the nightstand. I thought about finding a way to melt this awkwardness. I then took the drink he served.

"Awh," I complained. Holding the waist to make it more natural.

"Why?" Hanin approaching.

"My waist is a little linu. Probably because most of it's sitting down" I said. I sat down grimacing.

"Try on your stomach, let me massage," he said.

Mission succeeded. Go there and its direction. My body immediately reacted when that delicate hand touched my waist.

"Can it be harder? Ohh ... Your massage is so good," I said.

"Let's just say I'm looking for willingness and pleasure from you. Abah said, the willingness of the husband is a ticket for a wife to get heaven and happiness afterlife," he said.

"Well, then you have to try. There are many ways to get it too, right? The point is that you have to do something that makes me happy," as I rummaged and then stretched out.

"His back is good?" He seemed reluctant to follow my words.

"Lumayan, since you've been trying, it's my turn to massage you."

"No sir, no need."

"Hanin, I've heard, the best of women is a woman who, when her husband sees her, will be happy. If the husband rules, he will obey. And if the husband is not by his side, then he will take care of the husband's property and his honor" I explained.

Started to woo while extending a hand. I wish he would take my hand willingly. Yes, he did grab my hand, but to be shaken.

"You going home now?"

"Hanin, did you expel your husband?" I pulled his hand until it fell on my body. I keep it unusual to run.

"Sir, loose!"

"Hanin, where's your promise? You said after Isha's prayer, right?"

"A-You just go home, Miss Goddess---."

"Okay, I get it," I said. I grabbed the phone to deactivate.

"You mean it, right?"

I held her back and kissed her forehead. Hanin sighed, his eyes starting to glaze over. I leaned his body on two pillows so that his position was half sitting.

"If you don't want it, it's okay, you just shut up. Truly Hanin, I am sincere and will not be angry even if you are not maximal in serving me," I whispered as I opened the barrier on his body.

Hanin was silent, but his hand slowly stroked my hair. But ... her beautiful eyes came back crying.

"Hanin, I'm sorry if I've incised so many wounds in your heart. I'm just a weak man at a crossroads. I don't know which way I'm gonna walk."

"I confused Hanindiya. But somehow in this confusion .. I wish you were by my side, by my side, and through that intersection together," I said, wiping her tears.

"Sorry Sir. I-I can't," he said.

My heart ached hearing her words. I smiled, but my eyes were glazed. And a few seconds later, my tears came down. Hanin seemed surprised, she looked at me for a long time, then grabbed me.

"Have you really been hurt? Are they just crocodile tears? Why is it like this, sir? You must not let my heart pity you for those tears. Huks, huuks."

"Hanin, I'm not crying because I want to be pitied by you. I cried because my heart hurt" I put my forehead and forehead together.

"Are you sick from my presence?"

"Yes, one of them is because of you."

"Already expected, then quickly let go of me! Divorce me quickly, sir! With Father divorcing me, I'm sure the wound in your heart will diminish" he said. The word divorce makes my chest hot.

"Hanin, listen to me! The more you insist on getting a divorce, the more my heart gets hurt. Hope you understand!" my firmness. I overlaid his body. He was shocked and held my chest.

Just as he was about to speak, I quickly smothered him with my lips. As usual, he fought. But the harder he dodged, the more persistent I conquered him.

.

In the end, her beautiful body gave up and let me do everything I wanted. I took away all his dandy. I didn't leave anything as slick as that. I don't mind anymore complaints, screams and moans.

I was happy and satisfied when I saw his body shaking, convulsing and floundering. I whispered the prayer, I kissed the sweat, then I did it gently, carefully, carefully and slowly.

But there came a time when I could no longer control myself. I even hit her sex ass a few times. An improper behavior I've never done before. Please do not copy, except with the permission of the owner.

Maybe my guess is wrong. But I feel like Hanin and I achieved it together.

I collapsed at his side. Hanin drooped weakly as I peeked at her forehead. While his breathing was still hunting and disorganized. Even with me, my breath is still cut off, my sweat is pouring out.

In this exhaustion and all this satisfaction, I grabbed her innocent body into the embrace.

"Thank you dear ..," I whispered.

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After the bath, with a heavy heart I had to leave Hanin alone. I tidied up the blanket, peeked at her forehead, then settled down in slow steps and left.

I don't want to look back so I dare to leave.

"Mr ...."

Even when I heard the kiss, I did not look. Hanin is sleeping fast, she can't call me.

Good night, my wife, I love you.

"Huuu ..."

Maybe it was just my feeling, as I closed the door and moved away from the room, I faintly heard that cry.

...~Tbc~...

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