Forced to Share a Bed
The Cold War started [Visual]

Daini Hanindiya Princess Sadikin

It is not revealed with words how happy ummi when welcoming my arrival. Turbid crying coloring love ummi. Repeatedly looking at me as I kissed my forehead.

"Geulisna (beautiful) Ummi, why just go home now?"

"Busy, Ummi," I replied as I clenched the body of Ummi, my tears fell.

So happy I came home, ummi has not questioned the existence of doctors Rahmi and sister Listi who currently confidently her body has been laying down on the porch of my house.

"Neng Daini's? 'Tok coming home late at night? Kang Hendraaa, Kang! Come quickly here! Neng Daini came home," cried Ceu Jani. He was surprised to see me. Directly call mang Hendra, her husband.

"Eueleuh-euleuh, is this true no tea Neng Daini?"

Mang Hendra ran from the side of the house while rubbing his eyes because he might not believe that I came home in the morning blind. I don't know what time it is.

"What's up, Ceu, kumaha damang (how's it going)?"

"Alhamdulillah, sae Neng (well, Neng)," they answered in unison. Mang Hendra and Ceu Jani are a married couple who work at my house.

"This who? It's so pretty."

Ummi let go of his arms, immediately approached doctor Rahmi and sister Listi.

"Ummi forgot? 'And we often video call, I'm Listi. His best friend Daini. Well, if this one is Daini's personal doctor, his name is Rahmi's doctor." Kak Listi introduces herself and also doctor Rahmi.

"Personal doctor?"

While shaking hands with doctor Rahmi and sister Listi, ummi looked shocked. Also with Hendra and Ceu Jani. They look at each other.

"Min-law of Ummi'kan horang kayah, hehehe," sis listi.

"Sister," I pinched Misti's shoulder.

"I'm a doctor who will monitor the content of Neng Daini," said Dr. Rahmi.

"W-what? Daini's Content?"

Ummi, mang Hendra and ceu Jani turned their backs, so did I. Dr. Rahmi probably thought that ummi already knew about my pregnancy."

"Have I misspoken?" Dr Rahmi termangu.

"U-Ummi, let's go in first, I'll explain later," I asked while ummi was still looking at me in confusion.

"Which word?" ask when we arrive in the living room.

"Change nginep in the hut, he said he would see Sorogan's son." Sorogan is a teaching and learning system where students read the books they study.

"Oh," I answered while thinking. Confused where to start explaining my pregnancy to ummi and abah.

"Mom, I'm sorry, without prejudice to my respect for Mother, I as a doctor who got the mandate from Mr. Zulfikar to take care of Neng Daini, he said, it was objecting that Neng Daini should explain everything at this moment. I hope you understand and allow Neng Daini to rest" said Dr Rahmi.

Ummi and I stared at each other. It is true said Mr. Listi that Dr. Rahmi is very firm and similar to the attitude of Mr. Zulfikar.

"We have just passed the long journey, Mom, and Neng Daini's womb is still in a phase of strict observation because it almost had a miscarriage" added Dr Rahmi while I and ummi were still staring at each other.

"W-what? Almost miscarried?" Ummi is panicking. Ummi hugged me and of course came back crying.

"Huuu, what's the matter, Dai? 'Don't you tell me the same Ummi? Why are you keeping this a secret from Ummi?"

"Mom, Neng Daini must rest, it will be the morning of the story." Dr. Rahmi holds the shoulder of ummi.

"Yes Ummi, Daini does need a lot of rest," explained Listi.

"His tos oruh (yes already) you quickly to the room yes. Ceu Jani, please take our guest to the guest room" said Ummi as he led my hand towards the room.

"Mom, wait." Doctor Rahmi followed.

"Yes, Doc," said ummi.

"Please immediately invite Neng Daini to sleep. I'm afraid to be scolded by Mr. Zulfikar if something happens." Geez, I think Dr. Rahmi's overprotective.

"Yes, Doc. I can't possibly harm my future grandchildren" Ummi said with a smile.

"Alright, I trust Mom," said Dr. Rahmi before she finally turned around and caught up with Misti while running.

...***...

"Ummi," upon arrival in the room, it was my turn to embrace ummi.

"Yesterday, Ummi suddenly want to change your room bed sheet. Uh, that's why you want to go home. Get to sleep quickly." Even told me to sleep.

"But Ummi - -."

"Ssttt, don't let Ummi tell you a second time. The story later, just wash your face, wash your feet, keep changing your clothes." I was busy getting my nightgown ready for me.

"I want to pray tahajud first, Mi."

"May, but are you okay to pray standing up?" His face looks worried.

"In Jakarta, I also pray Isya as usual 'kok, '" I explained as I reached for towels and clothes offered by ummi.

"Yes, ummi accompany you to the bathroom." Followed me.

"No need, Mi. I'm sure I can look after Ummi's future grandchildren" I said with a smile. Unimagined how happy ummi and abah when I knew that I was carrying twins.

I changed clothes in the bathroom. Because worried about the bite marks of the Goddess bu seen by ummi. If ummi sees it, the problem will add runyam.

When I came out of the bathroom, ummi was no longer in place, but on my dresser was presented with steaming white milk, biscuits, ambon bananas, and snacks stored in jars. Happy to be treated this sweetly by ummi.

"Don't go straight to sleep, the milk drinks first, the same cake is also eaten yes."

When I opened my phone, I got the message from ummi. I'm satiated. Then sip the warm milk while grateful for having a mother like ummi.

"Ngawangkongna kin bae mun abah tos dongkap ti hutnya (the story later if you have come home from the hut ya). The point is, ummi is very happy over your pregnancy." This message ends with emoji eyes filled with love.

After drinking some milk and some snacks, I laid down my body slowly. He looked at the ceiling with sadness. The last time I was in this room was after being married to Mr. Zulfikar.

Then that night, I foolishly reassembled my body a second time. That night I should have refused.

If only I had refused, perhaps Mr. Zulfikar could have divorced me and the status of the widow I could have had.

"Mas ...," lirihku.

Astarghfirullah's. My mouth spontaneously called her 'Mas.'

Don't be Dai, don't call him 'Mas.' He's a different husband. He's your superior.

My mind dodged and refused. I want to shake off all this dependency.

Mr. Zulfikar, I-I'm greedy, I was wrong ....

I lament this taste. This feeling is completely self-destructive. I suddenly wanted to be Zulfikar's only wife.

"Astaghfirullahaladzim."

I have been calling repeatedly. This desire was dashed after I found out that Mr. Zulfikar was married because of an arranged marriage, and after I found out that mother Goddess often hurt my husband physically. I don't want my husband's body to be hurt.

I'm sorry Miss Dewi ....

I promise to remove that desire. I realized that it was just a pseudo desire based on lust. I have to go back to the initial principle. Mr. Zulfikar must not divorce Ms. Dewi, because until now, the guilt has not been curbed from the recesses of my heart.

Then I miss him too. But she was with the Goddess. I can't bother him. I play my phone, I reopen the conversation history with him. I exhaled, Zulfikar sir read my message, but did not reply.

"Why not return my message, sir?" I could only look at the picture he took when he just woke up. I like the barefaces.

'Tok tock.' Someone knocked on my bedroom door.

"Assalamu'alaikuum."

"Wa'alaikumussalaam" said.

Slowly move to open the door. I know for a fact that it was the voice of Ceu Jani.

"Ceu Jani? Doctor Rahmi?" Apparently they.

"Neng, Ceu Jani is asked to help Dr. Rahmi to come here."

"Yes Neng Daini, I deliberately came here to make sure that Neng Dai really sleeps, and I decided to stay in this room" explained Dr. Rahmi.

Geez, I'm sure that's Mr. Zulfikar's order. He was not by my side, but his domineering attitude was still felt.

"Bye, Doc. Go ahead" I said. Doctor Rahmipun entered while carrying his blanket, ceu Jani passed.

"I slept on the sofa, Neng Daini continued his rest. I went to the bathroom, right? Hows it? Is there any blood?"

"Nothing, Doc," I replied.

"Really?" Sure again.

"Yes, Doc. I'm serious."

"Okay, let's go to sleep" he asked, then closed his eyes.

"Wait, did Neng Daini eat that snack?"

"Yes, Doc."

"Have you brushed your teeth?" tanyakanya.

I gawk.

What-what's this? Should brushing teeth be arranged?

"So it's been a water mouthwash, Doc."

"Should brush your teeth, pregnant women there is a tendency to experience bleeding gums. So, the health of teeth and mouth must be maintained. Wait," he said.

Then go to the bathroom and come back with a dipper, toothpaste, toothbrush, and mouthwash.

"Let's brush your teeth first" he said as I stared at him.

Doctor Rahmi even poured toothpaste onto my toothbrush. I obey too. It could be that Mr. Zulfikar recruited a personal doctor this complex.

"Blow up here," while thrusting a dipper and a glass of drinking water for me to gargle.

"Doc, there should be no need to bother," I said when the toothbrush was over.

"Hehehe, I've been paid, Neng. I will do my best. It's got bruising ointment. We treat the wound first. Get off her shirt, Neng."

There is no choice but to obey. Dr. Rahmi treated him. Thank goodness he was just treating. Never once asked why this bite scar could be on my body.

"Neng Daini is beautiful. Deserve Mr. Zulfikar crazy," he said.

"Thank you" I replied.

Then I pulled out the blanket and closed my eyes. Being in this room, I felt calm.

"Ready, Sir. I've been staying in his room. There is no bleeding. The wound on his chest improved, just bruised" said Dr Rahmi.

Is Dr Rahmi on a phone call with Mr Zulfikar? But why didn't he return my message?

Maybe, Mr. Zulfikar wants to focus first on the Goddess. I can't be jealous.

"When did you come here?"

Deg, that question makes me flutter. Doctor Rahmi's question seems to represent me. I wonder when Mr. Zulfikar will meet me.

"Oh, so? Alright. Thank you, sir."

Doctor Rahmi's words are ambiguous. In fact, I really want to know the answer.

About what did Zulfikar say?

But ... I'm happy that Mr. Zulfikar still cares about me. Although he did not reply to my message, but he still asked me through Dr. Rahmi.

...🍒🍒🍒...

Zulfikar Saga Antasena

After calling Rahmi's doctor secretly to ask Hanin for news, I climbed back into the patient's bed. The goddess doesn't want to be away from me. He kept hugging me. He said he was no longer angry and forgave me.

The doctor said, Dewi only experienced mild ulcer symptoms and today can go home. News about Dewi who was stressed over the affair case, it turns out that only the issue was deliberately made by irresponsible people.

Mommy and Pami sleep in the waiting room. Bang Radit I told you to go home. Although I was holding the Goddess, my soul still remembered Hanin.

At 03.30 WIB, I just felt drowsiness. I let go slowly the hand of the Goddess that slipped into my clothes. Then I closed my eyes and started forgetting everything.

At 04.30 WIB, my alarm is on. I immediately got up and left the room to perform the congregational Fajr prayer. I intend to go to the great mosque located next to the hospital.

...***...

As I passed through the lobby, I was shocked. There's a group of journalists who seem to be covering.

"Journalist?" muttered. Drive slowly.

"They're not going to cover the Goddess, are they?" mumbling again.

"Hmm, don't be so bad, Zul," I told myself. Then drive my car to a normal position and leave the hospital area.

After performing the congregational Fajr prayer, I called Tania to take care of my cut letter. The reason is of course because the Goddess is sick.

"Good, sir."

I ended the call after making sure Tania understood my instructions.

In the parking lot of the great mosque, the sleepiness came again. I don't think it's okay to take a nap until 6am. The position of the car seat to fall and fall asleep.

I don't know at what time, I opened my eyes because of the phone on the dashboard bedering. I was surprised maximal. My watch is showing at 08.20 WIB. I apparently slept a long time.

"Hello, Bang," who called bang Radit. I received the call while busy arranging the seat position and installing the seat belt.

"Mr where have you been? There's something bad, sir! I don't know what the story is like, but-but ...." Bang Radit panic.

"Bang, just try to calm down. I'm in the parking lot of the grand mosque next to the hospital. I overslept Bang. What's the truth, 'sih?"

"Could you not know? Madam Dewi and her parents are in preskon, sir."

"What?!" I was surprised.

"Yes, Sir. Preskonnya from half-time eight in the morning," said bang Radit. I held my chest. My breath was hunting.

"What are they talking about, Bang?" While taking the wheel with a huffed feeling.

'Tus.' Bang Radit's call is dead.

I take a breath, I need to calm down. I put the wheel aside to get an idea. Apparently, the one who called me was not just Radit bang, Sabil sir and Ihkwan had contacted me from 07.00 WIB.

"O Lord, give me your guidance."

I raised my hand to recite some of the prayers I used to say when my heart was not calm.

Once calm, immediately take the wheel to the hospital lobby.

...***...

The current condition is very crowded. My car was even told to park outside the hospital. After getting a parking space, I walked to the lobby and mingled with the media.

Fortunately, no one recognized me. My mom and dad never showed my face to the public.

When I married Dewipun, on my wedding vidio aired by one of the television stations, my face and the face of Dewi blurred.

I barged forward to find out what the Goddess was talking about.

"You who? Swipe over there!" jolt one of the reporters whose body was accidentally pushed by me.

Sip, I also got the right position. From this distance, I could see the Goddess flanked by mami and her papi quite clearly. On the mami and papi side there are two lawyers. There are four lawyers in total.

The goddess wears a medical mask and sunglasses. I immediately listened as the Goddess was about to speak.

"The bottom line is, me and my family want to clarify the news. The news of the affair is not true. It's hoax. The truth is, there was a naughty woman who deliberately trapped and tempted my husband to inevitably have to marry the woman in series," explained Dewi.

"So the story is actually like that?" chirped a journalist.

"Keep what about siri's marriage? Is the marriage not over?" ask the other reporters.

"Do we know why Bu Dewi's husband should marry her?"

"I don't know for sure either. But in the future, please don't shepherd the news anymore. Because my husband has divorced the woman and our household is fine now" said Dewi.

"What?" mummify slowly.

I do not accept the Goddess expressing that opinion on the side without my knowledge.

I'm trying to move forward near the core area of the preskon. But when my feet were almost there, someone pulled my hand.

"Sir Zulfikar, what will you do? Don't be careless!"

"Sister Brotherhood?"

"Yes, Sir. I'm here because I'm afraid you're doing stupid things" he said.

Finally, I backed off and broke my intentions.

"We're leaving this place!" said.

"Where are you going?" my many.

"To your house, sir. Pak Aksa and Bu Yuze have arrived from outside the city. I'm sure they've also heard of this preskon. Before the results of this preskon are published, we must act" he explained.

I let out a breath. The cold war is about to start.

"Why? Decide from now on, sir. Going forward or backwards? They are far ahead of us. I'm sure Miss Dewi's parents have found out that you have another wife. And you must remember, sir. We don't know what kind of story Mother Goddess told her parents."

"You're right Mr. Brotherhood, I'll go forward. I will fight for the woman I love and for my future children" I said, clenching my hands.

"Good, and you should have your own steps."

"meaning?" I stared at the Brotherhood.

"When your mom and dad are not on your side. So Mr. Zulfikar has to go his own way to solve this problem."

"You're not gonna help me anymore?" my many.

"Sorry sir, my first boss is Mr. Aksa" he said as we arrived at the parking area outside the hospital.

I didn't expect that the Brotherhood sir would say that.

"I'm taking the car too, sir. So we're each in our car."

He passed to his parked car not far from my car. I got in my car. If the Brotherhood doesn't want to help me anymore, can I fight alone?

Suddenly my phone is on. Oh my God, there's a message from Hanin. I don't know what that means, but it's like she and I have an inner bond.

"Assalamu'alaikuum."

"We don't always get what we want, but believe me, God will give us what we need."

"Patience does not mean being silent and not being moved when the disaster strikes. But, patience is actively moving in search of good when the calamity comes."

"All problems come with a solution. Be patient to meet the answer."

"Hehehe, I don't know why I suddenly wanted to send that word to you. Oiya, there are greetings from ummi and abah. Said abah, in the near future, abah and ummi want to visit Pak Aksa's house."

"Because I'm pregnant, she said, I'm going to take the legal route to get legal status for our future child, sir."

"Abah also wanted to meet with his parents Miss Dewi to ask permission for my marriage and the Father to be legalized by the law of the country."

"I'm sorry sir. Wallahi, not getting any status I feel is okay. But it turns out .. principle is different from mine."

"Abah also said, 'Wallahi, Abah wants to get legal status not to get recognition and property from the Antasena family, Abah does it for the good of Abah's future grandchildren.' Then for the cost of living, abah said sure very capable even without a helping hand from your family."

The message from Hanin made me feel like I was standing on the tip of a pointed horn and almost lost balance. I can't believe you're so brave. He even wanted to meet the Goddess family.

Ting, I have an idea, if the Brotherhood sir is not willing to help me anymore, then papa and mama are on the Goddess' side, then I can fight together with abah.

"Honey, tell your brother that I want to talk to the legal team that will be prepared by you. If you can, today, they and I should meet."

And I was surprised because Hanin suddenly went online and seemed to be directly replying to my message.

"Sir Zulfikar, it's me, ummi and I happened to be chatting with a senior lawyer of my acquaintance. Funnily enough, he said, his youngest brother was a lawyer as well, his name was Ikhwan, and worked at the family-owned law firm of Mr. Antasena. I was thinking, lest the Brotherhood sir in question be your lawyer."

"What?"

My eyes glared perfectly as I read Hanin's reply. Call Hanin right away. Before Hanin spoke, I spoke first.

"Honey, it seems, after meeting my father and mother, I'm going to Bandung."

"What's? You want to go home? Ta-but .. ki-we can't sleep together yet" he said.

"Hahaha, honey, I'm not going to Bandung to make love to you, but to meet and work out a plan together with her lawyer."

"So, you don't want to see me?"

"No" I answered, lying. Intentionally to upset him.

"I don't want to meet either. Pokonya, later we don't meet each other," he said.

"Okay, who's afraid?" I said with a smile. I was imagining Hanin's adorable face while being angry.

...~Tbc~...

...Yuk, can come yuk!...

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