Forced to Share a Bed
The Shackled Taste

Daini Hanindiya Princess Sadikin

If I may ask, I don't want to be like this. It's too dramatic and tragic.

I left the main room with shaky, shaky footsteps. I still wish this was my nightmare.

Then I slowly cleaned the urn while shedding tears. There is no other choice but to obey the wishes of the Goddess.

Because to refuse would be useless. Let me sacrifice as much as I can, to the end of my patience. But patience has no limits.

"You will continue to defend him Mas, until you alone will regret for wishing me with that woman. I repeat my warning, Mom! If I report your affair, then you, your family, and your company will be destroyed!"

That's the word that's ringing in my ear. Tinnying and keep bothering me. If I don't obey, I'm afraid that Dewi's mom will report this case as an affair. Then what he said would really happen.

I cannot allow Mr. Zulfikar, his family and his company to be destroyed because of this problem. I want everything to be okay. At least, with me obediently, Mother Goddess will not be too angry. Then Mr. Zulfikar has little chance to find a solution.

It seems, to be honest with Mr. Zulfikar about this pregnancy I will delay first. In any case, I must protect this baby from the wrath of the Goddess Mother.

My main focus at this time is to keep my womb in order to grow and develop properly, and can be born into this world in a state of physical and spiritual health even without father status though.

I realized my position was very unfavorable. I will definitely be on the side of the accused and accused. Even if Mr. Zulfikar is honest with his parents, the biggest possibility is that I will get a rejection. That is, the child in my womb will probably be considered to have no value in their eyes.

And any world would underestimate me and my children. But that's okay, I'll sincerely accept all that contemptible because I have Him. To have the All-Knowing Who never forsakes His servant. I still have my brother and ummi.

You must be strong Daini. GOTTA!

I leaned my body against the sofa, staring at the shreds of urns I had stored in the plastic trash.

This jar must be expensive, too bad to be destroyed like this. If Mr. Zulfikar could resist emotions, this urn would still stand strong and I could look at.

Then my eyes looked there. To the main room which currently has Zulfikar sir and Dewi bu in it.

What are they doing there?

I suddenly thought of something non-existent.

Then the lunge of the pain hit the heart, weighing down the space of my heart until this breath felt tight. The most times I exhale, the pain rips my heart apart. Like being pierced in this chest when I thought that in that room they might be in love.

"Huuu ...."

I melted tears while pressing firmly on my left chest. I really salute the great wife who sincerely shared the bed with other women. There was even an initiative to find honey for her husband. Suddenly, I became a very weak Muslim.

Yes, I do accept polygamy, but I understand if the value of sincerity and patience to get the reward of His grace and heaven, can not only be obtained from the sincerity of sharing a bed and patience because it is polygamy. True said a film title, if the polygamy is lir like 'Heaven that is Not Missed.'

"Huuks," I rubbed my queen's belly.

"Your satisfaction, Daini?! How does it feel to have my husband fucked, huhh?! Hahaha, good huh?! Your addiction is dyed my husband?! How many times have you been dyed by my husband, hahh?!"

That sentence was also very painful. Stabbed and rained down on my heart's feathers into its deepest recesses. I don't know how despicable and low I am in the eyes of the Goddess ma'am. That sentence sounded so harsh and offended me.

I rubbed my tears, after this heart began to calm I also moved. Intend to ART room for a moment of rest.

'Brukh.'

But just as I was standing, I heard the sound of the main room door being slammed hard.

I'm climbing. I want to ignore it. But ....

'Brukh.'

The voice was heard again. I had to go there to check what was going on. I stepped quickly, my heart pounding.

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"Sir Zulfikar?!" I'm tewarah.

"Open the door, Mom! Openaa! Look out for you, Mom!"

Samar I also heard the voice of the Goddess from inside the room.

"Ha-Hanin to-please a-I."

Mr. Zulfikar reached out while covering his face, he staggered. His other hand held the key to the room.

I backed off and trembled. I was terrified because from behind Zulfikar's hand that covered his face there was a seepage of blood.

"Mother why?!"

I spontaneously sprinkled and to prop up his body. Mr. Zulfikar doesn't wear clothes, he's bare-chested.

"Hanine ...." She hugged me.

"Sir? Oh Allah, astaghfirullah! This is why, sir?!"

From his nose was seeping fresh blood. Mr. Zulfikar's lips were also slightly broken. His left cheek was bluish.

"Later I'll explain, to-please help me walk. My head is dizzy, Hanin."

With a feeling of heartache and confusion, I also divide it into the sofa in the living room. Panic rattled me as she continued to grimace. There was a feeling of sadness and worry when he saw it like this.

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.

"Slow down, Hanin."

I lay his head on the cushion of the sofa. Then clean his nose with tissue.

"Ahh," she says. So crybaby.

"Sir, Mother Goddess?" I just remembered the Goddess when I saw the key to the room.

"Hanin, let her stay there," Zulfikar sir held my hand as I was about to catch up with the Goddess ma'am.

"But, sir," I doubt it.

"Hanin, please obey me! What you have to obey is me, not the Goddess!" emphatically.

"Ba-well," I squealed, lowered my head and confused as to what to do.

"Hanin, come here." He extended his hand.

"Yes sir." I took his hand.

"Sir, the P3K box is in the master room." I mean to take it to treat it.

"It's okay, I'm feeling better, really."

He sat down slowly. But still holding my hand. Then squeezing his hair as if he wanted to unravel the burden that was on his head.

"What's really going on, sir? W-can I ask you a question?" I hesitated to ask her because I felt that I was not the owner of her heart.

"Hanin, I'm confused too. Do I deserve to tell you my troubles and the Goddess? While this matter obviously has something to do with the matters of the bed." She's staring. His gaze implies if he expects my opinion.

"If you're comfortable saying it and there's a benefit to it for good, I don't think it's a problem sir. I-I was also curious, why did you get nosebleeds and bruises like this?

I returned his gaze. We meet each other's eyes. I want to hug her when I see her beautiful eyes glazed over.

What the hell is going on? I'm really curious.

"Ha-Hanin, I-I'm like this because of the Goddess. He attacked me in the face with his phone, I couldn't fight him because it was my fault. After all, abstinence to me is rude to women. I had to let him hit me in the face."

"W-what?" I gawk.

"It's actually an insult, it's domestic violence! But he was adamant and confident that what he was doing was a defense of my attitude that hurt his feelings! I'm confused Hanin, I feel like a useless husband! My will before the Goddess seemed to have been trampled!"

I looked up while looking at him.

"The goddess said she loved me, but her attitude has changed!

I'm bowed. From the beginning, I realized that my presence was a thorn. But it was this man who made me his durian. It was Mr. Zulfikar who refused to divorce me.

"Yes Sir, you don't need to say, I already know if my presence is indeed a fruit simalakama for your household and Miss Goddess. Sorry for my presence causing your face to hurt."

"Hanin, don't misunderstand me. I'm hurt like this not because of your fault. This happened purely because of my carelessness."

"If not for me, then for what, sir?" My tone is a little high.

"Tadi .. a-I spontaneity called your name when me and Dewi se---."

"Enough!" as if. I understand the point.

"Astaghfirullah," I said.

"Sir, whoever it is, it will surely hurt. The Goddess Mother. How could you be so stupid?"

I shook my head. Madam Goddess will definitely hate me even more as a result of this incident.

"Because all I have in mind is you, you and you Hanindiya. The goddess also forced me to do it. Geez, I didn't expect the Goddess to be like that. He seems to have a dual personality" he lamented.

"Sir, enough! You don't deserve to accuse him like that! Miss Goddess your wife. You should be more sensitive to his feelings! I want to see Goddess's mom!" my firmness. Move on.

"Hanin no! He's getting mad. He hit me in the face. If you go there, I'm afraid you'll be the target too. Stay with me!" He's up and he's got you.

"Sir, loose! Why did you leave him in a state of bu Dewi is still emotional?! If Miss Dewi is desperate, then hurt herself, how?! Off!"

I muttered, when I managed to escape, I immediately grabbed the key and ran to the main room.

"Hanin, wait for Hanin!" Mr. Zulfikar is following me.

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I quickly opened the lock. I'm afraid something happened to Miss Dewi. After the room door opened, I pegged on the doorway, Miss Dewi who was wearing super sexy lingerie was scrambling all the items in my room while cursing and angry.

"Tea you Mas! How dare you mention and name the woman while you are on *****! It's humiliation!" his yell.

The Goddess was furious. I'm retreating. Yes, said Mr. Zulfikar, I cannot approach him.

"Dain!"

Deg, I just turned around. But the Goddess had seen me. Along with that, Zulfikar sir came.

"Geto!"

"Here you! It's because of you j a l a n g!"

I haven't been able to escape. Madam Dewi had first pulled the tip of my hijab until I fell.

"Goddess, stop! Stolen, Wi!" Mr. Zulfikar is approaching. Means bully.

"Shut up, Mom!"

Miss Dewi did not care, she grabbed my hijab tightly and pulled it apart.

"Goddess!" Mr. Zulfikar glared.

"Don't Sir!"

I held the hand of Mr. Zulfikar who seemed to be about to slap the Goddess ma'am. While Miss Dewi gawked and ate me without blinking when she saw my hijab come off and my long hair just straightened out.

"Hanin, I can't see you being humiliated like this!" His hand floated in the air.

"Huh! Don't pretend your smart ass is Daini! Like this turns out your look without a hijab! Yes, I admit you are beautiful! But your beauty is worth nothing because your heart is rotten!"

Madam Goddess spat in my face while tracing my waist.

"Goddess, enough! You're overdoing Wi! I'm disappointed!"

Mr. Zulfikar hugged me and quickly cleaned the spit of the Goddess on my face with her fingers.

"Huuu ...."

I wept. Just this time I got spit on. It was painful and made me sad to feel so low and despicable.

"Prophey baby, I promise I'll put an end to all of this soon." Mr. Zulfikar grabbed me, stroked my hair.

"Braven you, my mother! You called in darling?!"

Madam Dewi hit the back of Zulfikar's pal, then was about to hit me but my body was protected by Zulfikar sir. He held me tight. I cried in his chest because I was moved by his attitude and saddened by the treatment of the Goddess Mother towards me.

"Mas! What do you mean you're gonna end all this soon, huh?! Are you going to divorce me, Mom?! Remember yes, Mama! Our prenuptial agreement is still valid and binding!"

Mr. Zulfikar just shut up, keep hugging me.

"And you're Daini, get ready! From today your life will not be calm anymore! I'll make sure everyone in the office hates you! If only everyone in the world hated you!" While reusing the uterus.

"Goddess, what are you going to do?!"

Mr. Zulfikar took me off, then approached the Goddess ma'am.

"You don't need to know! Take it easy, I have no intention of destroying you yet, Mas! I was just about to warm up to make your j a l a n g realize that I can do whatever I want!" he shouted while staring at me cynically.

"I don't want to destroy you yet because I still respect and respect your parents! And most importantly, I can't hurt you because I love you so much!"

"Wi, warn me! You don't dare hurt Hanin! If you hurt her it's the same as you hurt me!"

"Hahaha, fuck that! Listen to me, Mas! Whether you divorce the woman or not, please! I won't ban you anymore! Because for now, whether you divorce him, or not divorce him, I will still make you suffer!" threaten him while passing.

"Goddess wait!" Mr. Zulfikar is chasing.

"I want to go home!"

"Please think about your threat again before I'm determined to do something you didn't expect!"

Mr. Zulfikar followed while taking his shirt lying on the floor. I stayed in the room and still sobbing. Maybe they'll come home. I thought, just let me stay in the room and not walk you to the door.

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After Miss Dewi and Mr. Zulfikar left, I immediately checked the tests and results of the USG that I kept in the drawer of the hanging cabinet. Thank God, these two things were not discovered by the mother Goddess or Zulfikar sir. I immediately came up with an idea to hide it somewhere else.

Then start tidying up this mess while crying. Now, together or not with him me and Mr. Zulfikar, Miss Goddess will still hurt me.

"Huuu huuu, what should I do Rabbi?" I looked at the ceiling.

"I can be okay if I'm humiliated. But what about my family? What if Madam Dewi was determined to hurt my family too? Huux."

I hugged my knees. This experiment feels heavy.

"Don't cry, I'll accompany you, Hanin."

Mr. Zulfikar hugged me from behind. He didn't come home. I also don't know when he's behind me.

"Sir .. a-I ...."

Spontaneous turned around and returned his embrace. At a time like this, I do need someone's embrace.

"I promise Hanin, I promise I won't leave you at all times. Please don't leave me either."

"Why did you say that? You seem to love me with all your heart" I said.

"I do love you Hanindiya. Maybe now is the right time for me to tell you a truth you should know." He led me, took me to sit on the side of the bed.

"Do you want to listen to me, Hanin?" While holding my hand.

"Mau Pak," jawabku.

"Initially, I didn't want to tell anyone. But seeing such a Goddess, I feel that if you should immediately know the truth. With me being honest, I wish you could believe that I love you so much."

His gaze at me was so deep that I was unable to return his gaze and lowered my head.

"Hanin, me and the Goddess were actually betrothed. In addition, our marriage is also based on business cooperation between my father and his father Dewi."

"W-what?" I stared in disbelief.

"Because I hate my ex so much, I think this matchmaking can benefit me and hope to love the Goddess as time goes on. But ... I was wrong, on my wedding day, even to this day, that love hasn't shown up yet."

"What's in my heart is just my affection and respect for his parents. No more than that."

"Really?" My tears melted.

"True Hanin, until I finally found you. At first, since I thought you were mean, I did have a chance to hate you. That's why I reported the case to the police."

"But .. after that night, I kept remembering you, Hanin. Everything that is in you is always reflected in my memory. At first, I didn't realize it was love. That's why I'm bothering you so much."

"After I look, when I look into your eyes, my body turns rustling, my heart is always beating, then my mind is traveling, emm ..maxnya my mind and brain conclude that I have fallen in love."

He cupped my cheek. I still don't believe in his words. My head shook, unable to accept this fact.

"Your loving and affectionate attitude, made me drunk dear, Hanin. Your gentle and quiet nature makes me miss the day and night, really."

"W-what?"

I put on a smile, Mr. Zulfikar's sentence reminded me of the lyrics of a dangdut song that is often tuned by Mr. Listi in his car.

"Women like you are hard to find nowadays. How unhappy I am when I can be with you, Hanin. Your chivalry cools your heart. Say you're as sweet as honey. Your body shape is sexy too. Then your honesty is very trustworthy."

"I'm not enough, what you said just now, is very similar to the lyrics of a song," I explained while wiping my tears.

"W-what? Did ya? I can't believe it. Yes, those words were indeed the gift of my schoolmate during High School. I thought it was a romance poem. Is that plagiarism in the song lyrics? Whoa, whoa, whoa."

He also smiled. Then pat her head. Her cheeks flushed. Shame of times?

I laughed, closing my lips. The tension seemed to disappear for a moment.

"It's not exactly the same, sir. There are a few words that are omitted, replaced, and added" I explained.

"Well, I have to confirm this matter with him. How humiliating!" said.

"No need to overdo it, sir."

"Hahaha, I'm ashamed, oiya Hanin, how is it? After hearing my explanation, do you believe that I truly love you?"

"Emm," I'm down. A little confused by this condition.

"Hanin," look at me.

"Sir .. a-I .. I am confused. You already said that, but my existence still has brought trouble for you. Even for your family. So ... to reciprocate your feelings, I .. a-I'm afraid sir."

"Hanin, what are you afraid of, hmm?"

"Your status is too high," I said.

"Hanindiya, what does this have to do with my stus?"

"I-I'm afraid of the threat of Mr. Goddess, I'm afraid you, your family, and your company are destroyed because of my being by your side, Huuks." I'm back melancholy. Tears broke again.

"Well, now I want to ask, if there is no Goddess by my side, would you accept me?"

"But sir, A-You're a conglomerate," I said.

"If I'm not a conglomerate but destitute, would you accept me? If I take off everything I have, will you accept me?" his insistence.

"Sir .. a-I ...."

My lips are shaking. My mind's turbulent. But in my body, it has grown its seeds.

What with him taking everything off he'll be happy? Will his family just stay quiet?

I'm dilemma.

"Jawab sa-honey, please ...."

While stroking my lips with his fingers. I shudder. The touch always makes my hair goosebumps.

"I-i ...."

Lindahku. I was worried and doubtful.

"Hanin .. Let me prove to myself whether you love me or not." He's breaking me down.

"P-rpa. W-What do you want?"

"You prove your feelings" he said.

"But sir, a --."

He grabbed me slowly. I brushed, my eyes closed. I can't resist this created feeling. Long enough he was playing around with my lips, until I choked.

"Darling ..your sweet lips have already told me that she likes me."

"W-what?" I'm ashamed, my face is hot.

"Now I just need to ask and prove to the rest of your body."

I'm turning.

Where'd he get such a bad idea?

And I was quiet when he started taking off my clothes. Yes, from the beginning my body always betrayed me.

"Sa-honey .. seems .. Your body is on my side," she said as she unconsciously let out a sigh.

I have been trying to remain silent. Oh my, how is this? Although my mind is still doubtful, but my body cannot be lied to.

"Pak .. have you done it with Miss Goddess? If you have, I-I want you to take a shower first" I whispered. Although embarrassed, I had to ask.

"Not yet dear" he whispered.

A few moments later.

"Sir, emm .. ja-don't," I refused.

"Why dear? Doesn't your body want it?"

"Mr ...." I'm rattled.

There's also no way I'm saying that I'm worried that this activity is interfering with my uterine health.

...~Tbc~...

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