Forced to Share a Bed
Gathering

My heart was beating as the cafe that was to be the meeting place was in front of me. I just got off the cab. Mr. Zulfikar told me his address this afternoon. I spread the view. This cafe is so fancy. Famous for its magnificent rooftop which is at an altitude with a glittering view of the capital.

This cafe provides a dish with gastronomic concept of Nikkei which means a combination of Japanese and Peruvian food. The walls of the cafe are made of glass. So, visitors can clearly see the sights of the capital while dining in fine dining delicacies.

I was really nervous and not confident. I'm sure this is the place of choice for Goddess. I want someone to hold my hand and say to me, 'Relax Dai, everything will be fine.'

Some of the tables I crossed were filled with visitors. They looked at me, some were smiling, some were looking at astonishment.

Is that how I look until I'm the center of attention?

"Hanin, we've been waiting. On the 3rd floor. VVIP table number 1," message from Zul sir.

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Bismilbornrahmanirrahim's. I was on the third floor.

VVIP table number 1. Well, there he is. I'm getting closer there too.

Hanin, you can do it.

Jedug, those four people are staring at me. I stared and looked down. My hand held tightly to the side of the skirt.

Ummi, brother, I'm scared.

There are men in police uniforms, some are wearing formal clothes complete with ties and suits. My mother, she's a lawyer.

While Mr. Zul only wears a plain shirt without a tie. He nodded his head as he sat with me. Then there was the beautiful woman in her glittering fancy dress. Yes, she is the Goddess's mother. She looked at me from the end of the veil to my feet.

"A-assalamu'alaikuum," I said.

"Wa'alaikumussalaam," they answered in unison. I approached, and ....

'BYUR.'

All of a sudden, Madam Dewi flushed my face with the juice that was in front of her. I'm appalled. Even with the others.

"Goddess!" yell sir Zul. He stood up.

The police officer and the lawyer stood up and gawked. I wiped my face with my headscarf, my hands trembling. My tears. Yeah, I deserve all this. It even deserves worse.

"Hanin, you're okay, right?" Mr. Zul is approaching.

"Mas! Sit down!" shouted the Goddess.

"Mother Goddess apologizes, Ma'am. This meeting is to straighten out the problem, not to bring up a new problem." Mr. Police broke up.

"Please sit down."

The lawyer brought the chair to my side. I sat down slowly while continuing to wipe away the tears.

"Just be honest with me! You deliberately fooled my husband, right?!"

Apparently, before I came, the police and Mr. Zulfikar had explained the chronology of the incident that night to Ms. Dewi.

"Mother Goddess, a-I-I--."

"Don't pretend to be innocent! Why me if you want to be fucked by my husband to the point of asking to be married! What's the difference between you and pe la cur?!"

"Wi! Jang - -."

"Shut up, Mom!"

"How is this Mr Zul?" ask lawyers.

"Bu Dewi is calm yes, it is not good if other visitors see it," said the police. While Mr. Zulfikar lowered his head while covering his hair.

"I'm even glad that this hypocritical and pretentious lady is known for her daggers!" sentak bu Dewi's.

He sat back in his chair, propping up his legs and turning his face. The police and lawyers sat down.

"When am I allowed to talk? I asked after these tears started to subside.

"Love, you calm down. Give the police and lawyers the opportunity to carry out their duties. You should also give Hanin a chance. As I explained earlier. That night, Hanin and I got drunk, we did it by accident." Mr. Zuklfikar holds the hand of the Goddess ma'am.

"Huuu, shut up Mas! If Mas is not affected by his use and not addicted to enjoying his body! After you married her, Mas should have divorced her immediately! Lha, this is Mas fucking him again! I'm sure he's hooked you, Mas!"

"Mu De - - -."

"Silence you ja lang! Huuu, huuks."

I'm back to being silent. Holding my chest that felt tight and sore. Madam Goddess slandered me.

"Istighfar Wi, where did you come to such a conclusion? Do not fabricate Wi," said Mr. Zulfikar.

"Sir, this problem is widening everywhere, rather than being the attention of other visitors, how about we just move to the private executive room," said the police officer.

"I agree, from the beginning I also want to be there," said Mr. Zulfikar.

"I want to stay here!" The Goddess stood firm.

"Okay, we stay here. But I implore you not to scream anymore. If others knew, the impact could be fatal. If there are journalists who know, our company's shares can plummet" said Mr. Zufikar. He held the hand of the Goddess.

"Huuu, it's all because of him, Mas." The Goddess Mother cried again while pointing at me.

Mr. Zulfikar hugged him. I stared at the scene with a rippling feeling. I don't know why I suddenly have the feeling of wanting to be hugged by Mr. Zulfikar. Really shameless.

"Bu Daini, now we invite you to speak. Oiya, during the investigation process, we will establish you as a witness of this wrong room case" police said.

The Goddess seemed to be calm. He kept hugging Zulfikar sir. Mr. Zulfikar also occasionally stroked the cheek of the Goddess. Behind the table, my hands were shaking. What's with this feeling?

"I-I understand, sir. Actually, I'm a victim. But ... If you have set me as a witness, I am ready to cooperate. For Miss Dewi, Mother's statement about the witchcraft and witchcraft, please quickly retract again. Mother's accusation is slanderous and hurts my feelings deeply."

"I feel sick because of you too, Daini!" as usual.

"Wi, Mas mo---."

"Because we have met, I also want to apologize to Madam Dewi for my sassness all this time. De-by Allah Ma'am .. Everything that happened that night was totally unengineered. But I don't have to be afraid and worried anymore. I-because my husband and I are going to be divorced soon" I said.

"Is it really like that, Mom?!"

"L-yes, we're going to divorce" said Mr. Zulfikar.

Then the Goddess looked at me. I'm down. Didn't want to meet him out of shame and feeling so guilty.

"I don't want you guys to break up!" said Miss Dewi.

"W-what?"

I was surprised, as was Zulfikar, the police and his lawyer.

"Mother Goddess, why is this?" I really don't understand.

"Anyways, you should still be my husband's serial wife! You can only divorce me for my permission! You can't protest Daini! And you, you mustn't protest either! Or I'll take the media and leak the case as a case of infidelity and adultery!" he stood up and seemed to be leaving.

"Wi wait! I don't understand your meaning. Didn't you just want me and the Goddess to break up immediately?! Why did you change your mind?! Why, Wi?!" Mr. Zul held the hand of the Goddess. His breathing was hunting, his face flushed red as if he was holding back anger.

"Let Go! Anyway, you guys don't get hurt! The point! For the reason, later also Mas will understand itself! I'm going home first. Oiya, I also want to stay together with that saintly pretentious woman!" I was climbing and I was getting more and more clueless.

"Goddess, please, don't be like this. I'm confused, Wi."

"Not to be confused, Mom! Just follow my will and start thinking from now on to find excuses for my mom and dad and reason for your mom and dad!" emphatically.

"Wi, if you're like this, the problem becomes more complicated. Our family cannot know about this. Wi, please .. please think again."

"I've been thinking! And that's my decision!"

"Wi, please don't complicate things."

"Which complicates the matter, he! Not me! I'm leaving!" Madam Dewi brushed off Zulfikar's hand and just left.

I looked down while holding firmly to the side of my skirt. What Dewi did was beyond belief.

Why is it like this?

"How is this, Mr Ikhwan?" ask Mr. Zulfikar to his lawyer after Ms. Dewi leaves.

"Hmm, I'm catching there's a certain mission behind your wife's decision" the Brotherhood said.

"What do you think of Mr. Sabil?" Mr. Zulfikar looked at the police officer.

"Just like the opinion of Mr. Ikhwan, I also assume that Miss Dewi did this because she wanted to make things difficult for you. The motive is of course because the Goddess is hurt."

"W-what?! So you guys think the Goddess deliberately did this to suppress me?"

Mr. Zulfikar's gaze was so sad. I saw the look of fear and sorrow from the look on his face.

"Yes, that's how it is sir. With no sense You and Bu Daini, in addition to being able to complicate You, Miss Dewi can also suppress and complicate bu Daini," explained Mr. Sabil.

Zulfikar and I stared at each other. Then she moved the chair beside me. I lowered my head. I can't speak anymore because of confusion. I can only cry and cry.

"Hanin," she pulled me into her arms. Mr. Sabil and the Brotherhood stare at each other.

"Sabil sir, Brotherhood sir, you may leave. Thanks for the cooperation."

"Together Mr. Zul. Then we'll excuse you" said Mr. Sabil.

Then they left after shaking hands. But not shaking hands with me.

"Hanin, I didn't expect to be with you again in this way. The goddess might want revenge on me." Mr. Zulfikar daydreams while tapping his drinking glass.

"Sir, you can't be so bad. Lady Goddess did it probably to mature you. But as a man, you should be wiser in your decisions."

"Hanin, from the beginning, I didn't want to be divorced from you. I sincerely love you. So maybe this way God answers my prayers. I pray with God that we will not part." He held my hand.

"I didn't expect you to be this coward," I accuse you.

"Hanin, there were many things I went through until I decided to marry the Goddess. My relationship with my family is not as simple and beautiful as people imagine."

"Sometimes I have to give up on my family's happiness. I've often been in a position where I couldn't choose or make a choice."

I can't speak anymore. I don't know what it's like, I can't imagine it at all.

"What do you want to eat? After eating, I'll take you home." Mr. Zul cleans my air with tissue.

"I ate Sir. N-no need to deliver, I can do it myself. Dad came home quickly. You should talk again about this matter with Miss Goddess." I'm budging.

"Hanin, wait a minute." He held my hand.

"Why, Sir?"

"If you're still sick, tomorrow there's no need to work. You have to really recover first, get to work."

"I'm well, sir."

"Hanin, I want to hug you, can't I? Hanin, can't you accompany me first?"

I answered her question with a forced smile while shaking my head.

"Assalamu'alaikuum," I left him as he had just stretched out his arms to embrace me.

"Hanin, don't go yet."

I'm sorry Mas ....

I cried and tried so hard not to look back.

...~Tbc~...