Forced to Share a Bed
Bustiness

Daini Hanidiya Sadikin's

I stared at his departure from the blanket that locked my body. Didn't drive him to the front because he was too tired and in a little pain.

In retrospect, I even became ashamed of myself. Because tonight she and I spent the night with her story, making out and making love.

I held my chest. Debaran and hiss were still felt. Earlier, I even forgot that Mr. Zulfikar is the husband of the Goddess. Earlier, I felt very greedy and considered that the body of Mr. Zulfikar was only mine.

I wiped my tears to evaporate all this grief and sadness. Saddened that he had died, and troubled that this soul and body had become more and more attached and attracted to all his charm and allure.

Her romance, her tenderness, her warmth, and her seduction had melted me. I have bent my knees and fallen under his power. In front of him this body is no longer mine. I'm like a living mannequin that's at the end of his index finger and in control.

"Hhhh ...."

I exhaled while staring at the wall clock. There is still half an hour left before the dawn prayer. After setting the alarm, I closed my eyes again to sleep and rested my tired body.

But tonight, there was at least one egg I managed to crack. Because in the end I said that I was pregnant. I'm happy that Mr. Zulfikar accepted my pregnancy with enthusiasm. Even tend to be excessive to almost fainting.

"My dear, do you like it? I told your whereabouts to your father-to-be. Be healthy, dear friends," I murmured while stroking my stomach.

Come to think of it, instead of going to sleep again, I think it would be better if I took a shower and just washed. Worried about my morning prayers if I sleep again. Moreover, today I have an agenda to meet clients together with the Executive Director.

I woke up slowly, this body felt crumbled. He is a tough and good actor in bed. There are always new ideas and new things that make me feel skinned because I am so ashamed. Until I suspected that he had read and understood the classic Kama Sutra book.

As I flushed my body, I shivered. The water in this hotel is cold. My room has no warm water facilities. Geez, my hair is still wet but it has to be shampooed again.

After bathing and getting dressed, while waiting for dawn, I read the Qur'an. Now, every day, I would like to read Joseph and Mary in between the target reading Qur'an one day one juzku. If yesterday read Joseph's letter, it would be the turn of Mary's letter today.

After the Fajr prayer and reciting the daily dhikr, the drowsiness came. I also slowly closed in a state still stuck on the prayer mat and wear mucus.

Tonight, I barely slept because I had to serve and satisfy my husband. In addition, we also do it twice with a long duration. So it's only natural that my body is limp like this. Remembering it again, I became goosebumps the Roman feather.

I continued to curse until I forgot anything. Then it suddenly regained its senses and was shocked to death.

"Astaghfirullah!" my peek.

When I opened my eyes, I was already lying on the bed. And what makes me turn my back is .. time has shown at 08.27 WIB. I'm late getting up. Automatic will be late to arrive at the office and late to meet Mr. Aryo.

I'm panicking. Immediately wear office clothes in a hurry. Wearing a simple headscarf, not wearing any makeup. Usually use moisturizers that contain SPF and lip moisturizers. Now where could. I put in my phone that was still disabled while grumbling. I regret my delay.

Continue out of the room while breathing. Only now am I so careless that it's too late this bad. One of the sources of this delay is of course because of the Director.

"If you hadn't teased my body! I may not be so bad and late like this!" I grumbled when I was in the elevator alone.

Out of the lobby I immediately ran towards the highway and intercepted the passing taxi. This time I took a taxi. Usually, if you do not ride the hijaber online motorcycle taxi, take the busway.

"Sir, I'm sorry, just a little speed, sir. I'm late" I said.

"Yes, Mommy. Hopefully it won't get stuck" he said.

It fell down the stairs. The path I was going through was stuck.

"Oh, how is it, sir? I'm getting late" I complained while turning on my phone.

"Yes, the mama was wrong. 'And the mama who misfortune," muttered the driver with a smile. He blames me instead. Yes, yes, I was wrong.

"Call his friend, Ma'am. Just tell me it's stuck in traffic."

"Yes, Sir. It's also, too" I said.

When my phone is active, there is an incoming call from Mr. Listi. From the notice, it was discovered that Misti's brother repeatedly contacted me. There's a misscall notice from Mr. Zulfikar as well.

"Dai, where are you 'sih? Last night why was your HP inactive? You know what? Mr. Director also calls the cave at night. The cave has not had a chance to chat 'sih, but the cave is sure that the Director sir wants to find you. Where are you now?"

"So calm down, brother," as I am. Because Sister Listi kept talking without pause.

"She quickly replied, Dai!"

"I'm still on the road, brother. The trap is stuck," I explained.

"What?! Still on the road?! Firakfirullah, Dai! How can't you be this clean?! You really don't know that today you are assigned to meet a client with the executive director?!" shouted brother Listi.

"I-I know, Brother. But .. I-I'm bad luck, brother."

"Why are you stuck in traffic anyway?! Isn't it from apartment to office rarely jammed?!"

"Emm, I-I didn't leave the apartment, sister."

"Oh my goodness, Dai. Yes, it's fast anyway. If you can just slip on a rolling motorcycle. Lady Goddess is waiting for you, Dai. He's angry, we're all panicking. You're late, the impact on us - we know.'Kan staffnya Pak Aryo was about eight or less ten came to the division we want to pick you up," said Mr. Listi before ending the call.

I rubbed my chest, Brother Listi's explanation made my heart beat. As the traffic jams unravel and the taxi starts to speed, the pounding gets worse. I'm afraid to face the Goddess. I'm afraid that Miss Dewi related my delay to personal problems.

Besides, in that case, I was completely wrong. Because indirectly, I am this delay, I have humiliated the quality division before the eyes of the Executive Director.

How'this? Yes Rabb .. Please give my peace of mind and my words. Aamiins.

I prayed throughout the journey. I also begged that Miss Dewi be softened her heart.

Finally, I arrived too. When I got out of the taxi, my legs were shaking. Cold hands. Fine sweat ran down both my temples. I set my breath repeatedly to relieve this unease and tension.

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Goddess Laksmi

"What did you say?! He's stuck in traffic?!" I shouted at Daini's friend. Name in his nametag Listi Anggraeni.

"Yes, Mom," she replied, looking down.

"Bad him! New kid 'kok dare to be late this sesiang 'soh!" grumbling.

"He's never usually late, ma'am. Today there may be something and another thing that causes him to be late" he asked.

"Shut up! Don't you dare stand up for him in front of me! Even if you're his best friend can't defend the wrong!"

"I'm sorry, Mom," he said.

"Whatever your judgment of the Daini, in my eyes the Daini is worthless!" my firmness.

In this office, I haven't told anyone that Daini is my honey. I also have not spread rumors that he is a hypocritical actor who disguises a pretentious and pretentious woman. I was looking for the right time while waiting for Zul's response for the next three days.

"Yes, you can go! If the Daini comes, have him face me!"

"Good, Mom. Oiya, Mom. Sorry if I was too lazy" he said.

"Why?!" my sentakku.

"I'm sorry if I'm mistaken, I just feel like Mom doesn't like my friend very much" she said, bending over and over again.

How dare he say that to me! Maybe he doesn't know that Daini is my honeymoon yet? Yes, there is no way that hypocrite would dare to spread his malice!

Si Daini must have kept this case secret from anyone including from his own close friends. Who knows how rotten he is just his parents. And Daini's parents must be as rotten and hypocritical as Daini's. Which old man 'sih doesn't want to have a crazy rich son-in-law?

"Later you will also know for yourself why I hate your friend so much! There quick!" my word.

"Good, Mom." Listi left.

After he left, I took a breath. I was thinking, lest Listi actually already knew that the Daini is my honey. It could be that he just pretended not to know alias as hypocritical as the Daini.

I then called Aryo's staff to speak directly to the client to apologize for my staff's unprofessionalism which happened to be my own madam.

"Crazy, because of him, I had to apologize to the client. You're such a bitch, Daini!" I said when the call to the Paklik room was connected.

"Hello," pacifist voice

"Lik, it's me, Goddess."

"Oh, hahaha. Why, Wi?"

"Let's see, Paklik, I'd like to apologize for meeting that client. Coincidentally, the staff that Paklik wants today to come late, I was also surprised 'cocould he still not come, '" I complained.

"Oh, that problem, how many times has he been late like this? If it is new, you just give tolerance. After all, it just so happened that his client also changed the meeting schedule. Had wanted to be at nine this morning, suddenly asked for a rescheduled to be after lunch. So, your staff can still carry out their duties," explained Paklik.

Paklik also defended the Daini. I got pissed. I clenched my hand. I don't like anyone defending him, because my hope is that the Daini should be hated by everyone.

"All right then. I was worried that his delay would lower Paklik's assessment of my division."

"Hahaha, you just calm down. Paklik is not that big. After all, the civil assessment is not the authority of Paklik. Just sign it."

"Yes, thank you for your time." I immediately ended the call.

A while later, the beautiful pretentious human I was waiting for finally came as well.

"Assalamu'alaikuum, I'm Daini, ma'am." The hypocritical voice.

"Lake in!" my snapping.

My door to the room is open. Si Daini entered while bowed. I reached out to greet me. I brushed.

"No need to shaman! I'm disgusted to be in contact with your skin! Sit you!" my yelling.

"Good Mom." He sat down slowly.

"You know your mistake?!" I shouted while throwing a file in front of him.

"L-yes, I-I know, Mom."

"Why are you late?!"

"Emm, I fell asleep, Mom."

"You've humiliated the division! Because of your delay the company almost lost!" my yelling.

"I-I'm sorry, Mom."

"You think it's enough to apologize?!"

"W-what should I do Mom? Do I have to apologize directly to Mr. Aryo?"

"No need! I've asked you to apologize!"

"Thank you, Mom."

"Now I want to ask!"

I stood up, approaching while folding my hands on my chest. The Daini looks scared.

"Is my husband with you last night?!"

"Daini Jawab! Oiya, here you are!"

In order to keep my anger from being heard by the staff, I pulled her hand to get into the bathroom.

"Mom, what do you want?" His eyes began to glaze over.

"Look in, you!"

I pushed her body into the bathroom, and then I went in and locked the door. He stood in the corner, occasionally looking at me. Her tears of culture had already dripped.

"Answer! Was my husband with you last night?! Answer it! Whooo!" my yelling.

"Emm, I-yes ma'am."

"What-what?!" I've guessed.

"Oiya, mas Zul said that last night you actually ran away from mama Yuze's house, is that true?!"

"Right, Mom."

"What?! But you said you were with my husband last night, right?!"

"Yes, Mom."

"Where did you run?! Just run away from mama Yuze's house, or you run away from the apartment too?!" my yelling.

I'm curious. Because this morning, mas Zul said that this woman no longer lives in the apartment.

"From the apartment too, Mom," he explained.

"What?! Don't lie to you, Daini! If you ran away from the apartment, why did you get to be with my husband last night?!" my yelling. I've lost my patience. I pulled her hijab out.

"Mom, don't ma'am."

She tried to hold her headscarf. But I'm stronger. I threw her headscarf into the bucket of the shelter, which of course was filled with water.

"Mom, huuu," she cried while covering her face.

"Explain quickly! Why were you with my husband last night?!"

"Pak Zulfikar found me, ma'am. Mr. Zulfikar also said that he had obtained permission from Mom to look for me" he explained.

"What?! What kind of a show is that?! Do you think I'm a fool to just believe that?! If you really run away, can Zul find you that fast?!" I can't believe it.

"Right, Mom. I'm also confused, but .. the fact is that," she explained.

"I don't trust Daini! You must have called her and told my husband to come to your new place!" accuse me.

"No, Ma. Not like that, really."

"Lied you!"

I pulled the inside of her hood. All of a sudden, his long hair sagged and I realized that he was still wet.

"Mom, Istighfar, Ma'am. Such a-don't. Huuu, huu, a-campun, Ma'am .... Forgive ...."

He's getting freaked out. Hugged his body and looked down.

"Would you cry blood, you still can't treat my heartache, Daini! Even if you are divorced from my husband, I still can't get rid of the fact that you have been fucked by my husband! You have enjoyed my husband's body without my permission! No ridhoku, Daini!"

"You should know Daini! It hurt so much when I realized that my husband's belongings had gone in and out of the body of another woman besides me! If you remember that, I always feel that in my heart there are thousands of prayers that you keep on piercing every second!"

"Yes, I know, Mom. I understand Mom's feelings. The biggest regret of my life is meeting Mr. Zulfikar. But it's already happened, ma'am, I can't avoid it anymore" she denied.

"Based on your hypocrisy, Daini! Why don't you be honest if you want my husband's treasure and get hooked on the pleasure of my husband's body?! Why are you j a l a n g! My name!"

I got out of control, I grabbed her hair. I hold his head up strong. The Daini grimaced, but did not put up any resistance. He may be aware of his mistake.

"Bu .. istighfar." That was the only word he said.

"What is this?!" my yelling.

My hands tremble. As Daini's neck looked up, I saw many love marks on her neck. I'm losing control. I just slapped him so hard he fell to the bathroom floor.

'PLAQUE.'

"Ahh, Ma'am .. pardon .. huuu ... Miss Goddess ...."

"Just you made love to my husband when I had a fever last night and got sick because Zul left me at his parents' house and preferred to look for you! You're the woman I b l i s Daini!"

I pulled the front of the shirt until the button came off.

"Huuu ...."

He just cried and cried. I want him to fight me. This makes me very sick and increasingly emotional of the soul. He put his shirt on his chest, but I've already seen that there are also many signs of love on his chest.

Mas Zul apparently very lustful when making love with this woman i b l i s. How can I not be hurt trying?

"Now answer Daini! Have you been using contraception?!" I shouted while flushing his body with two dipper water until he was soaked. I don't want her to get pregnant and get more affection than Mas Zul.

The Daini was silent.

"Java!" my yelling. Returned to.

"No-no, ma'am," he said. His body looks cold. Satisfied you!

"Does my husband like to wear safety?!"

"Mom, huuu .. It would be inappropriate if I asked about it. That's my personal business and Mr. Zulfikar's. That's our secret, ma'am."

He started fighting. Good, I love it when he fights. Rather than him who was silent and pretended to be oppressed.

"Hurry up and say, Daini! If my husband doesn't use security, does he like it outside or inside?!" I screamed and yelled at him again.

"Enough Goddess! Enough's enough! I don't want to answer!" He's starting to be firm.

"Bare you against me! Now you're honest Daini! What do you like about my husband, huhh?! How happy were you when you dyed my husband, hahh?!" my yelling. And now that this leg is out of control I'm kicking her belly.

'Bugh.'

One kick was enough to make him scream hysterically and in pain.

"Ahh, sa-sick, Ma'am .. a-campun .... Ja-don't do it again, I-please ..," she lamented. Protecting his stomach.

She looked paled and panicked as I kicked her stomach. He kept grimacing, even though I only kicked him once.

"You haven't answered my question, Daini!" my yelling.

"Mom .. Whatever I feel about Mr. Zulfikar, that is my right. After all, he is my husband. Mr. Zulfikar doesn't just belong to Mom, he's mine too."

"Even though I love her, love her, and enjoy her body, I'm not wrong, ma'am. Because he is my husband! My husband!" his yell. After his stomach I kicked. He began to get emotional.

"Haha." I laughed while I was on my waist.

"Well, if you really want to know, I'll explain! Listen to me Mom! Mr. Zulfikar loves me! He's also ---. Ouch, hesshh ...." Sentence cut.

The Daini grimaced and continued to hold her stomach. I knit my eyebrows. The lips of the Daini also paled.

"Bu .. to-please, sa-sick ...."

He reached out and asked for help. You strange woman!

"I'm not going to help you!" my snapping.

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Anggraini

I'm not calm. I don't know how many times I've turned to the Goddess's room. But Daini no sign of coming out of the room. It's been too long.

It's almost twenty minutes not finished yet? What was it talking about that long? No, this can't be allowed.

I also moved to approach the room of the Goddess. I knocked on the door. But there is no lawfulness. For worry and curiosity. I open it slowly. That means I'll peep.

Damnit damnit!

Door's locked. Want me to call Dainipun impossible. Because I saw the bag was stored in the cubicle. Not taken into the room of the Goddess.

I went back to my cubicle. My heart's fidgeting. Anyone would be agitated if they were in my position.

Why that?

Yes, because I know that the relationship between Daini and Bu Dewi is not limited to superiors and subordinates. Except honey and poison. Uh, I mean honey and an old wife.

Oh my, how is this?

Ting, I suddenly remembered something.

Mr. Director.

Yes, I have to report this matter to the Director. Fortunately, he called me last night. I know his personal number. I pretended to go to the toilet. Want to call him.

Geez Neng, you made the cave tense to know.

Just this time I called the Director, to his personal number as well. I catch my breath before I start the call. It's been four times but it hasn't been lifted.

"Thank you dong, sir. Please," murmured.

"What's wrong, Listi?"

Finally accepted too, relieved my heart. He apparently had my number on his phone.

Crazy, his voice was so loud. Sexy knows.

"Sir, Daini, Sir. He went into the room of the Goddess ma'am from earlier, but not out yet," explained to the point.

"WHAT DID YOU SAY?!"

B u s y e t dah's. It's a tight sound sir. Panic is panic. But what's up with my ears?

...~Tbc~...

...Come on yuk!...

...Duh, Neng Dai. Hope you're okay. Mr. Zul, hurry please Neng Daini. Please sir, don't let go. Don't just gercep fit in the bed....