Forced to Share a Bed
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Daini Hanindiya Princess Sadikin

It feels very tired, when I was just a mop, mopping, purifying and ironing clothes. I didn't wash my carpet because I was tired. In fact, mopping and washing also use the machine.

Before reading the book, I daydreamed for a moment. I faced the balcony of the room which was about five meters from where I was sitting. I opened the curtain and closed my eyes.

From this safe distance, I could see the top of the building and the birds flying without any fear. Actually, on the balcony there is already the following lounge chair with my favorite ornamental plants. But because of the phobia of heights, I never went there. I have never watered the plants.

Want to tell this matter to Mr. Zulfikar, I have not dared to. Plants on the balcony should be chained with cactus plants. So, even if I never flush, he won't die.

After reading the Qur'an, I continued to read books. Yes, reading is one of the activities recommended to fill free time. There are so many positive benefits to reading a book, especially during pregnancy. In addition to beneficial for the mother, reading is also beneficial for the fetus.

Reading is one of the relaxation mediums during pregnancy. It does not take long, just about 15 minutes every day. He said, reading can make the mind more relaxed and can help reduce the risk of stress in pregnant women.

Although my pregnancy was still small and the fetus in my womb could not hear the sounds from outside, I would get used to reading books early on. But what I will prioritize is reading the Qur'an, after the target read the Qur'an one day one juz completed, I just read a book.

"Hmm," I sighed while stroking my stomach.

When I checked the womb, the doctor did not mention my gestational age.

"How old are you, son?"

I went back to rubbing my stomach. Of course, from that fateful night, I never menstruated again. And I forgot what date I had my period the previous month.

Tomorrow, I start working, there is a heavy heart to face tomorrow. How the response of Mr. Listi, having to meet the Goddess, and the threat of the Goddess, feels burdening me. Surprisingly, this mind always felt relieved, when Mr. Zulfikar was beside me.

I promised not to love him too deeply, but .. The more here, Zulfikar sir's sweet treatment, the more I managed to tear down my stronghold. I almost said that I loved him.

Unbeknownst to him, I once photographed him secretly. This is the only photo of Mr. Zulfikar in my gallery. Let alone keeping his name in my heart, keeping just one of his photos, was enough to frighten me. Afraid of really falling in love.

I looked at his portrait to treat this longing. In fact, just this morning we separated, not one day has passed, but .. it feels like a sewindu. If I could choose, I'd rather not meet him.

Wh why?

Because my existence is clearly the beginning of problems in his life. Worse, when Mr. Zulfikar will release me, the Goddess mother forbid it. Then when I wanted to leave his side, I realized that in my body this seed had grown.

"Huks."

These tears are silent witnesses of how I went through all this grief with crying, crying, and crying. I wiped the tears. Just two sheets of reading, the hunger suddenly came. Frequent nausea, but often hungry too.

I then went to the kitchen.

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Astarghfirullah's.

Upon arrival in the kitchen, even imagined again the embarrassing activity. Earlier, Mr. Zulfikar really embarrassed me to death. I was thinking, is the love life of rich people like that?

I shook my head, trying to shake off my memories of the blue scenes I had done at the behest of Mr. Zulfikar.

"Thank you dear. It turns out, you can learn quickly in this regard. You are immediately good at doing it. Even beyond my expectations. I'm very satisfied Hanin." Mr. Zulfikar whispered this morning back.

"Huuft," I sighed. Open the refrigerator and then get confused.

What do you want to cook?

Lots of instant ingredients, but I'll have to eat healthy food. Fix, there's a gurame fish.

"You want me to burn ah. Then make a ginger sauce."

Without saying it, Mr. Zulfikar often shopping to meet the contents of this refrigerator.

"Ekhmm, ekhm."

Suddenly I felt a scratch in my throat. Geez, even though I just wanted to make a fry.

If the story is not this complicated, I would have invited abah, ummi or Putra to visit here.

Oiya, I just found out that next to this unit there is a swimming pool that is intended for the owner of this unit.

"Can you swim?" ask Mr. Zulfikar this morning after we perform congregational Fajr prayer.

"Can't, sir. It could be, but it's stone style" I replied.

"Style stone?" He doesn't understand what I mean.

"Go ahead, sir. Like a rock, when thrown into the water immediately drowned," I explained.

"Oh, hahaha, if there's free time, I'll teach you to swim, will you?"

"In a public place? I'm ashamed."

"Yes not dear. Next to the unit is a swimming pool. Well, if you want, there you can swim in stone style, without being disturbed by anyone," he said.

'Ting tong.' My daydream was broken when I heard the bell.

Who is going to visit this afternoon? What is Mr Zukfikar?

But, he said after coming home from work to his parents' house. I'm being deg degan.

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Then settles close to the unit door with the heart hammering. Look who came from the super-small glass in the door. Feeling less clear, I turned on the screen that was attached to the door of the unit.

Deg, this body immediately trembled. Between joy, sadness, and disbelief mixed into one.

"Sister Listi?" I closed my own lips.

Immediately open the door, and ....

"Neeeng," cried Mr. Listi. They hugged me and cried.

"Huuu huuks, forgive the cave yes, Dai. The cave is wrong. Nyesel cave doesn't want to hear your explanation, Dai. Huuu."

"K-Sister, come on in, brother."

I returned with tears because I was moved. There's a little warmth in my heart because Misti's sister wants to see me.

"Sit, Brother."

Misti didn't take my hand off. Keep holding my hand while wiping her tears.

After I gave her some water to drink, Misti looked calmer and did not cry anymore.

"Sister, thank you for seeing me." I hugged his arm.

"Gua came here feeling so guilty, Dai. The cave met the Director."

"What?"

I was immediately shocked. I guess, Misti's brother came here because of his initiative. But no problem, that means, I don't need to explain anything to Mr. Listi because Mr. Zulfikar must have explained it.

"Sir Director has told you everything, Neng. Cave of shock, cave of shock. Fortunately, not to faint. If the cave faints, you can bother your man to cut the cave. Haha."

Laughter sounds again. I miss that laugh. It's been a long time since I've heard it. I'm happy, I hug Misti's sister.

"Sister, I miss."

"The cave too, Neng." We embrace back.

"Gua did not expect to be a close friend of the sultan."

"Ih, well, brother. I don't like Kak Listi carrying the sultan's name," I pouted.

"Hahaha, sorry, sorry. Sensi very si lu, Neng. Dih, that's your lips why is it so swollen? Same Mr. Director ya you sucked on," accuse Mr. Listi as he cupped my cheek and checked my face.

"Yes, my goodness, it's on your neck too, Dai. Fears are very much your man, Neng. It's rich king bee alone, the sting is sharp right," ledk kak Listi.

"What the hell, brother!" I took off the pigtails, covered my neck with my hair.

My cheeks are hot. Kak Listi if talking is often frontal, sometimes likes vulgar as well. I'm being embarrassed.

"Hahaha, your cheeks are red, meaning true cave talk? Your man is the king of bees" he said.

"Hahaha, not surprisingly, it turns out that people also like the same good-tasting huh?" Back teasing me while laughing.

"Enough, Brother! Better not to come here than to come here but to taunt me!" I'm pouting.

"Dih, his pride, his mentang-matang already a mistress of kayah," ledeknya again. I was offended.

"Sister, I'm offended, I'm serious. I don't want to be like this either, brother. This is not my will!" my yelling. My eyes started to glaze over.

"Hahaha, ssshhh, sorry Neng. The cave is just kidding, your very essence, Neng. Sorry yes."

Sister Listi hugged me. I cried on his shoulder, expressing my sorrow to a friend.

"Already, Neng. Lu himself 'kan often nagajarin cave to sincerely the same destiny. Well, you already know what to do. Better, now we eat yuk! You cook what? Hahaha, the cave hasn't had any lunch yet, Neng. Hungry, knew. Missing is also the same dumplings you," while wiping my tears. I smiled hearing it.

Alhamdulillahot. Prayaku. Misti's sister is on my side.

"I just finished grilling my gurame fish, brother. Just now, when Brother came again to make ginger chili, not finished."

"Wah, the sustenance of the son of Sholehah. Wait a minute, Dai. Come dong!"

Sister Listi was enthusiastic, pulling my hand towards the kitchen.

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Upon arriving in the kitchen, he immediately opened the refrigerator and stormed himself after seeing the contents.

"Crazy, it's so complete, Dai. Neng, you're in luck. Ck ck ck, this is rich in the content of Sisca Kohl's kulkanya. The sultan of lu, Neng. Can rival Raffi Ahmad and friends with Nagita Slavina, lu Neng."

"Ih, what the hell, brother. I told you not to talk about the sultan again. Please, Brother. It's all a deposit, I don't feel like I have it" I argued.

"Yes, sorry. Gua asked for the yogurt. Widih, all sorts of flavors exist. The cave dwells here, Neng."

I'm just smiling. Then continue to make ginger chili.

"Dai, you sit down for a while, let the cave rung."

"No, Brother. Just like me," I refused.

I know that Sister Listi can't mash seasonings. I've seen him punch. There, the roof is not smooth, but instead fly and pollute the floor.

"Hahaha, yes I have. Madam wants a foot barge. Quick dong nyambelnya, Nem," joked sister Listi.

"Okay," I said.

"Hahaha," Listi chuckled. I also.

"Geez Neng, you're a real danger if you become a TKI in Saudi or anywhere. With your formation like this, you must be the target of the employers of the basket. Which is not the eyes of the basket, the cave is not sure not tempted by you. Very beautiful, Neng. That porcelain-rich clear calf? How many mosquitoes have slipped on your calf? Hahaha," ledek kak Listi.

And I just realized that I was wearing a calf skirt. Usually wear long pants. Because Mr. Zufikar has bought him something like this, yes I have to wear it. In fact, this is the longest. The rest are more severe, knee-length and mostly above the knee.

"This is the sambal, Nya. It's over," I said.

"Geez, thank you, Nem. Haha."

"Sister, enough jokes. Most laughs aren't good either" I exclaimed.

"Okay, let's eat. The grandson cave first hand."

"Eh, you feel more beautiful and clear, Neng." While eating, Misti noticed me.

"Thank you, Sister Listi is also beautiful" I said. If you praise me, he likes to overdo it. And I know there must be a want. Especially if it wants to be made seblak, it must support me as high as the sky.

After eating, we return to the living room.

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"Sister, I'm sorry, I haven't been able to take Brother to my room. You see, I haven't got Zulfikar's permission."

"That's okay, Neng. Actually curious how rich your room is, hehehe. Oiya, you still call him father? Why not, or just your brother?"

"I still have doubts, Brother." I'm down.

"Or just call me, you're Sundanese."

"Emm, for a while, I was more comfortable calling him father."

"Yes already. It's up to you, deh. Oiya Dai, I'm not here to interfere with your problems. Here, the cave only acts as a friend who supports you. Your husband's background is above average. To be honest, the cave is actually scared, Dai."

I sighed, I understood Misti's feelings.

"If you were in my position for example, what would you do?"

"Before the cave answers, the cave wants to ask first, did the Goddess ma'am really accept you?"

"Mr ...."

I can't say that Miss Dewi threatened me and threatened Zulfikar's company. This is a big secret, I can't divulge it to anyone including Misti.

"Yes, Mother Goddess has accepted me, sister. He's pretty good, huh."

"Oh, huh?" Sister Listi knitted her brows, as if she could not believe what I said.

"Sister, is there a shadow? Who are the people who set me up?"

"That night, our table is circular, Dai. Keep the table 'kan muter-muter. I'm sure besides you there are also those who order water. Because, if it's not wrong, as I remember when the table turned around I saw three glasses of water that were located far away." Sister Listi pondered. Eyebrows converge.

"AHA, if the Director has trouble finding the culprit, it could be that the drink is indeed the wrong target, Dai."

"You mean, Sister Listi?"

"When the table turns, it could be the position of your glass is exchanged with a glass that already has a cure."

"What?!"

"So, there's no culprit here, Dai."

"I mean Brother?"

"It could be, the drink was deliberately provided by one of the quality division employees for his husband or wife. Well, when the table turns, accidentally and unconsciously, the drink moves in front of you. And at that time, his desk just happened to be on the same stop as the waiter" said Mr. Listi.

"Great, isn't it cave analysis?" while shaking his hair.

I'm mangosteen.

"But, the intentional possibility for you could also be, Neng. Just this time all along in the quality division there are those who secretly like you, but you ignore it. Or it could be someone envying you, but you don't realize it."

"Hmm" I'm so dizzy.

"BTW, what's it like to be held captive, Dai? Same handsome guy, Director. Hahaha, tuh ya Dai cave, even if this is so, still a virgin knows," he whispered.

"W-what? How did Kak Listi ask that question anyway? I don't know, Brother. I'm drunk" my dear. While hitting the shoulder of Misti.

"Well, when you're not drunk. How do you feel, Neng? Hihihi, what is said in the novels is true? He said, it was like being swayed by the waves, flying into the clouds, then being thrown amused and delicious to the bottom of the earth. Is it really that rich, Neng?" whispered while chuckling.

"W-what? I-iya, Sis. Uh ... um, um .. a-anu, I-I don't know, sister!" my mouth shuts my mouth.

"Hahaha, hahahah! You said yes, Neng."

Sister Lisi is crumpled. Even to roll on the couch. Hot cheeks. It must have been blushing. I didn't think it through. I could have said yes.

Oh my gosh, I'm ashamed.

"So I can't wait to get married to Akmal" he added.

'Ting tong.' The intercom sounded again. My sister and I looked at each other.

Who's coming, huh?

My heart was beating again.

...~Tbc~...

...Come on yuk! Who is coming? Is my analysis correct?...