Forced to Share a Bed
A Confession

Zulfikar Saga Antasena

I wanted to scream as loud as possible to reduce this turmoil and heartbreak. The quarrel with the Goddess made me dizzy. Then the news of Hanin's illness made me feel more dizzy seven times around.

Again, Hanin didn't tell me he didn't come in because he was sick. I'm really worried about him. I stepped straight into the meeting room. This leg feels hollow, as if it is boneless. How saddened Hanin's voice was, then the loud voice of the Goddess who kept yelling and yelling filled my head.

"Are you okay, sir?" Nia who followed repeatedly asked.

"I'm fine Nia. Oiya, who is your presentation, yes, I am lazy to talk. If I have a new question I will answer."

"Good Sir."

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"In the development of the company, we never forget the aspects of advice and input from employees, especially employees who are in the field."

"We always consult with advocacy teams to analyze every company policy. We also created a special division to create a strategy in the property sector" he explained.

Meetings are ongoing. Seriously, I want to end it right away.

"We schedule communication and negotiations with clients that are carried out regularly every month. In addition, we also designed property development by considering aspects of spatial and urban planning, and providing marketing strategy designs to clients," I added.

The next activity is to see reports from professional executives in charge of marketing the property or commonly referred to as property agents. This activity is very time consuming.

"Nia, I've been away, right?" my many.

From that moment on it made me tired and tired. Actually, the main factor is due to personal problems, not because of this meeting.

"Can, Sir. Besides, it's going to be a break" explained Nia.

I also resigned.

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When I arrived in my room, I went to my room.

"Wi," call me.

There is no lawfulness. When I checked, he wasn't in the room. I asked the security guard in front of my room.

"So you saw my wife come out?"

"Yes Sir. I saw it, he said to the quality division. But I don't see mom here anymore."

"Oh, well, thank you sir."

I went back to the room and called him. But not lifted. He must be sulking. Then call Caca's mom.

"Bu Dewi has gone from earlier sir, even the questionnaire is also left here. He said when it's done, ask to be delivered to the Father's room."

Then call bang Radit.

"Is mom the same as you? I mean I asked to pick you up, didn't I?"

"No Sir. I'm waiting for the wife from my father."

The description of Radit made my mind mess up.

"Oh yes, Bang Radit does not need to go to the office. Wait for the water tank car that wants to fill the pool."

"Good, sir."

"Goddess, are you in love?" my mummies while wearing hair.

There's no way I'm asking her mom and dad. He could be in the room. When I called, said the staff paklik, Dewi did meet paklik, but only briefly.

"Love, where are you? Don't make me worry. Yes, we are at odds. But don't let this problem make you angry for a long time. He admitted wrong Wi. But Mas couldn't avoid this incident. Pick up the phone, love."

Message sent but check one. When I called, the Goddess number was out of reach.

"Aaargh," I shouted as I loosened the tie which suddenly seemed to suffocate me.

Haninese.

I remembered. I called him to inform him that tonight, if there are no obstacles, we will have a meeting.

I have to arrange this meeting somewhere. I don't want anyone to know where Hanin lives.

"Numbers are out of reach."

"Aaargh, Haniiin, why is your phone off as well?"

My two wives have ignored me. I sat on the chair, pulling my hair out.

Think Zul! Think Zul! Let's think, asshole!

I cursed myself. If I was looking for the Goddess, it would take a long time because I don't know her location. So, I decided to go see Hanin. I'll be back at the office when the break is over. This is one of the reasons why the apartment for Hanin I choose is close to the office. I ordered a motorbike online.

"Sir, I'm out for a minute" I told the security guard.

"Good, sir."

"Sir, wait. Where are you going?"

Nia suddenly came before me.

"I want to rest outside. Emm, go get some wind" I replied as I passed.

...***...

I was in his unit. Always beat this heart fast when you want to meet him. I immediately entered the code without pressing the bell. That means he's not distracted.

I pecked for a moment because I smelled the scent of the floor. That is, Hanin had mopped the floor.

Mopping floors? Aren't you sick?

"Assalamu'alaikuum" I said as I was right in front of his room. There's no answer.

Is he probably sleeping?

Luckily, I was holding the duplicate key to this room.

'Clack.' Door opens.

"Hanine?"

I ran. He wasn't in bed, but the blanket was a mess. On the nightstand there is medicine and water. I panicked, headed for the bathroom. It was locked from the inside. So Hanin was in the bathroom.

"Haniiin, you're okay, right?" I asked while knocking on the door.

But there's no answer. I sharpened my ears. There was the sound of running water and the sobs of Hanin's cries. My mind ripples. I realized I hurt two women.

I'm restless. Pacing like an iron.

"Hanin, please .... I need you so much. I also want to talk about something important."

I then remembered something.

"I'm sorry for the bad words the Goddess said. Please don't take heart. She's actually good, it's just, the Goddess doesn't know the truth yet. Come on Hanin open the door. If you don't want to open it, I'll break it" I threatened.

Finally, Hanin was willing to open the door as well. I was stunned when I saw his condition.

"Pak ...," he said.

He held the door handle with trembling hands. His eyes. Lips that usually look natural red look pale. There were sweat spots on his temple.

"Astaghfirullah, Hanin."

I immediately grabbed his limp body. Hanin hugged my lantern. His hands are cold.

"Don't refuse, I'll take you."

I took her to bed, laid her down quietly with an overwhelming feeling of worry.

"I'm sorry Hanin, I was wrong. You should have told me too. Now we go to the hospital."

I'm budging. I mean, I'm calling an ambulance.

"Sir, there's no need, I-I'm fine." While holding my hand.

"Hanin, look at yourself in the mirror! You need to be treated!" my firmness.

I'm the type to panic when I see a sick person, especially Hanin is my special woman.

"Pak .. ta-tadi I've been to the clinic. From the symptoms, said the doctor .. I maag."

He spoke while tightly grasping my hand as if my existence was desperately needed.

"Did you have stomach ulcers before?" my many.

I cupped her hands together to make her warmer.

"Have it, but .. has not relapsed in a long time. Just relapsed this morning, at first I was better, but .. after mopping suddenly dizzy and vomiting again."

"I thought you were sick because of our activities last night. But come to think of it could be because of me too, sorry."

I approached. Then kiss her forehead. Along with that Hanin's tears dripped.

"Hanin, you must also be hurt and sad because of the words of the Goddess, right?"

While wiping his tears. Hanin shook his head.

"No sir, I don't feel hurt by Goddess ma'am. It was I who hurt her feelings. That's me, sir. Bu-not the Goddess. I cry like this because I feel sorry for myself. I feel sad for my impatience in the face of this ordeal. I weep for my weaknesses and my shortcomings, sir."

"Hanine ...."

How could I possibly let go of such a beautiful and beautiful woman?

Hanin's words were completely beyond my expectations.

But ... until when do I hurt her? Does loving mean not hurting her?

"Hanin, do you really want to part from me? Is there not a gap in your heart to see me a little? Am I really not supposed to be your priest?"

Hanin's eyes implied shock upon hearing my question.

"Sir Zulfikar, before I answer my question, you answer my question first, will you?"

He asked back.

"Bo-can, you can ask. Please."

And I suddenly tense up. Afraid of not being able to answer the question. Hanin sighed as if gathering courage.

"W-Do you like me a little? W-did you keep me because you wanted to monopolize my body? Or ... do you want revenge in that way? Please answer honestly," she asked.

Deg, my heart is like being hit by a mace. I was confused and amazed.

"Jawab sir," he urged.

"Hanin, you-if I said I liked you, would you believe it?"

He did not answer, instead looking at me. I returned his gaze. My eyes began to glaze over until I didn't realize these tears were dripping down. Then I stammered I said ....

"Hanin .. le-more than like, I actually love you. Really Hanin. But ... If you think I'm lying, please. Th-that's your right."

"W-what?" Hanin surprised.

"W-can I take God's name so you can believe?"

I put my face closer to his.

"Husks, huks. No sir, there is no need to carry his name for a woman as low as I am. I-I don't know if you're honest or not. B-but .. If what you say is the truth, to-please prove your honesty that way I want."

"What do you want, dear?" While stroking his cheek.

My mouth spontaneously says 'honey.'

"I-I want to separate sir," he said.

Then turn your face away and sob.

"Hanine." I grabbed her body and she didn't refuse.

"I-I was expecting you to say that. W-Well, ji-if that's what you want, I'll do it. B-but I will do it in Bandung, in front of ummi and your brother," I explained.

"But Hanin, what with me taking you off you'll be really happy? Is there no other choice but to break up? Really Hanin, I don't want to separate from you. I love everything that's on you."

"Keep, what about the Goddess? Do you love two women at the same time? Is there two women in your heart?" ask her with a raucous voice.

"Hanine."

Instead of answering, I grabbed her lips. Feels soft, sweet, warm and fragrant ulcer medicine. Hanin must have been surprised. He tried to resist by pushing my chest. But it didn't work.

"Mph ... mmph ...."

...~Tbc~...

...nyai was also surprised, sir. Come on, come on!...