Forced to Share a Bed
Durian Aroma

Daini Hanindiya Princess Sadikin

"Abah sure you want to go through the law? Teu Kedah Abah (no need Abah), his family bu Dewi is very powerful. In addition, Dewi's mother is also unlikely to give official polygamy permission to Zulfikar sir."

"You want to keep working, Neng. Their problems are powerful and have everything, yes it's okay, it's important that Abah has made an effort to fight for your children's rights. Here, Abah just wants to fight for civil record rights for your children."

"Ummi also supports Abah. Ari why don't you support Abah?"

"Fear of it, Mi. Fearing, when Abah was struggling, Abah's good intentions were even misunderstood as a legal effort to get the inheritance from the Antasena family. In addition, it is common knowledge that the laws in our country are often sharp down and often apply the law of the jungle. The small one is pressed the strong one becomes the winner."

"Daini hawatos (worried) with Abah. Fearfully, because of taking care of Daini, Abah's health was even disrupted."

"Teu was thinking, Neng (don't think, Neng), Abah wasn't the kid yesterday afternoon. Abah knows what to do. Abah gaduh (punya) a friend who works as a lawyer. He works at a law firm owned by a prominent lawyer. Kin (later) Abah wants to help him."

"Hire an expensive lawyer, Abah. According to Daini's no need. Daini's son let it be sent to Daini alone."

"Neng, Abah is your parent. Let alone treasure, even life willing Abah to risk to defend you. Just as Ummi bet his life to bring you into this world."

I was reviewing and recalling what abah and ummi said some time ago before Ihsan came. After Ihsan sir came, I was also invited by abah to participate in listening to the conversation abah and Ihsan sir.

...***...

Right now, I'm lying in my room. When ummi found out Mr. Zulfikar wanted to go to Bandung today, ummi was immediately busy. Ummi invited ceu Jani and kang Hendra to cook.

While doctors Rahmi and Listi, currently busy fishing in the fish pond next to my house. Oiya, I have not met Son. Abah said, Putra could not go home because of the dense schedule weton yellow book.

Weton is one of the teaching-learning systems in the cottage. That is, kyai read the book under study, while santri listen, listen, and give, meaning to the book. The son often referred to it as the yellow ngalogat.

"Hahaha, doctor Rahmi lost. My fish is bigger." Sayup-sayup is heard by Misti's voice.

"You cheat, that's bait, the worm's got me, you know." There were also words of protest from Dr. Rahmi.

The fish pond was next to my room. But, between my room and the fish pond there is an empty land that is currently being planted with chili and tomatoes.

Feeling a little bored, I woke up slowly. It means to open the window of the room so that you can see the activity of Mr. Listi and Dr. Rahmi. After the window of my room opened, I pulled up the chair so I could look at them while sitting back down.

"Hahaha, I got it again, Doc."

Sister Lisi prancing. While doctor Rahmi was still sitting and pouting. Staring at the end of the hook that seems to have not shown any signs of getting fish.

"The loser goes into the pool yeah, play mud," challenged Kristi who currently feels in the wind.

"Don't be your cocky! Just be careful if I get any more fish! Haish," snorted Dr. Rahmi. I smiled at their funny behavior.

"Sstt, my pancakes are gone." Doctor Rahmi hysterical. Sister Listi glanced, her lips were funny.

"O Allah, may the fish caught by Dr Rahmi be very small, as small as anchovies, aamiin," he said, raising his hands.

"Hahaha, my fish is bigger. You lost, hahaha." Now it's Rahmi's turn to be twisted.

"Don't be proud, let's weigh it!" shouted brother Listi.

"Who is afraid," doctor Rahmi boasted. I took my cell phone to record their activities.

On the side of the pool is available scales. First, the fish caught by Kristi kak weighed.

"One kilo six ounces," said Mr. Listi, and then seemed anxious when the fish belonging to Dr. Rahmi would be weighed.

"One kilo, yes .. four five-ounce commas," Rahmi's doctor looked limp.

"Hahaha, lose, lose." Sister Lyti prancing again.

"Prepare I go to the pool, Doc."

"So, is there any other punishment? I was afraid of being bitten by fish" complained Dr Rahmi.

"Where can we agree. Hahaha, get ready yes, the doctor's skin is richly smooth it wants to get acquainted with a natural mud mask," said Mr. Listi.

But, something happened. Because it is too excited, sister Listi so less careful. His right leg was rubbed into the side divider of the pool made of bamboo.

"Hahaha, quality! So don't be arrogant!" shouted doctor Rahmi.

"Hey, please do, Doc. Why are you laughing 'clean?"

"Yes, yeah, yeah, I'll help."

Doctor Rahmi reached out her hand. But Mr. Listi cheated, immediately pulled the hand of Dr. Rahmi and kicked into the pool.

'Grooves.' Doctor Rahmi falls into the pool, inside the waist of Dr. Rahmi.

"Listy! You cheat, I'm not ready!" shouted doctor Rahmi.

"Haha."

Sister Lysti laughed with satisfaction. Doctor Rahmi seems upset. He walked to the side of the pool, then without warning Dr. Rahmi pulled Misti into the pool.

'Grooves.' Sister Listipun went into the pool.

"Doctor Rahmi!" shouted brother Listi.

Then Mr. Listi attacked Dr. Rahmi by shaking off the pool water. Doctor Rahmi of course does not want to lose, he attacked back. Be them water wars. Finally, the tension ended when both of them laughed cheerfully.

"Astaghfirullah, the metropolitan girl apparently likes mud too." Ceu Jani who came out of the kitchen area was surprised to see the actions of doctors Rahmi and sister Listi.

"Hahaha, Ceu Jani would like to join you as well?" haggling doctor Rahmi.

"No way!" push down Ceu Jani while shaking his head.

Suddenly, the phone belonging to Dr. Rahmi who is in my room is ringing. When I peeked, the one who called turned out to be 'My Boss.' Who yeah? Thought. At first, the call would have been ignored but the call kept repeating itself. Now it's the fourth call.

"Doctor Rahmi," I shouted as I waved my hand.

Fortunately, Dr. Rahmi heard my call.

"Neng Dai? Looking from there? Hahaha, do you like to see us? Fun to know," he exclaimed while wiggling.

"There is this" I said. I'm not screaming but holding up the phone.

"Oh, any phone calls? Sorry to be told, just pick it up, Neng," he said. Of course while screaming.

"Geez, I have to talk to Dr. Rahmi's boss" I muttered. I had to lift it even with a little hesitation.

"Dok, where the hell are you?! It's the sixth call, but you just picked up!" voiceover behind the phone.

Deg, my heart is beating. I know this voice.

"If you don't want to take care of my wife, be honest! Let me find a new doctor! I told you, don't you have to report Hanin's condition once an hour?!" cursed again.

I was silent, I smiled. So, Mr. Zulfikar was angry because he was worried about me. My heart is warm.

"Halooo," he yelled.

"Assalamu'alaukuum," I said in a soft voice.

"Sa-honey? Emm---, wa-wa'alaikumussalaam, my wife." Mr. Zulfikar sounds like a nervous wreck.

"I'm fine, really. Should I be angry with Dr Rahmi?"

"angry? No, baby, I'm not angry. Oiya, why are you the one who picked up? Where's Dr Rahinya going?" tanyakanya. There's no way I'd say that Dr. Rahmi and Mr. Listi were playing with mud.

"Oh, they are with ceu Jani, sir," I replied.

Yes, I see, Ceu Jani brought food to the side of the pool to be enjoyed by sister Listi and doctor Rahmi.

"Doctor Rahmi's not messing around, is she?" dugup.

"No-no sir, no. It was just fishing."

"What did you say? Look out for you, Dr. Rahmi," he threatened.

"What if they're fishing, sir? I'm the one who wants to, I want to burn goldfish caught by Dr. Rahmi and Mr. Listi" I explained.

"Oh yeah? All right, then I'm not getting mad. How are you, baby? Is it bleeding?"

"Alhamdulillah no, sir. Where are you already?" my many.

"It's crossing the Cipularang toll dear."

"Oh, take a taxi, do you have your own car?"

"Hahaha, I'm with the prettiest driver in the world" he said.

"What?! What do you mean Father?"

"I sent you a picture of the driver."

I scrunched my eyebrows. Shortly thereafter, there was a notification of an image message to my phone. I opened it immediately out of curiosity.

I'm appalled. There's a picture of a woman driving. But his face was covered by one hand. Hair shoulder. The skin is clean, the watch looks expensive. The woman was wearing pink nail polish. The nails are also quite long and look very well maintained.

I held my chest. What does it mean try? Who's the lady? I'm sure it's not Goddess's mom. But, if not the Goddess, who?

"Hello, what's up?"

"Pretty isn't the driver?" tanyakanya. Really, this is a very unimportant question.

"I just found out that in Jakarta there is a special service beautiful driver," I said with a sharp tone.

"Yes there is a baby. But you're not angry, are you?" said.

"angry? Why am I angry? It's a long time ago yes, I'm tired" I complained.

"My dear, we want to stop at the rest area first what's going on?"

It was clearly a woman's voice. Whether I heard it wrong or not, after that voice, Mr. Zulfikar and the woman seemed to be holding back a laugh. I'm upset. Honestly, even if they were just kidding, but I don't think this is funny.

"Be careful on the road, sir. Wassalamu'alaikuum," I said. Then I ended the call when I had not heard the reply from Mr. Zulfikar.

Then I cried. I don't know what I owe, I don't know either. Am I jealous of that beautiful driver? Yes, it's only natural that I'm jealous. The driver's chat was completely unnatural. Time to call love to the customer?

"Thick, thick, huks," I sobbed. The mood of pregnant women is often fickle.

"Are you jealous?" There's a message from Mr. Zulfikar. I didn't reply. Read only.

"I'm glad you're jealous, hahaha." I still don't reply to him.

"With this driver, I often slept together. When I was a kid, I used to shower together."

I scrunched my eyebrows. What does it mean 'safe? I'm flustered.

"When I was a kid, he used to clean the most important parts of my body, I even used to urinate on his shirt" she explained.

I shut my open mouth. I'm sure that the beautiful woman is Zulfikar's real brother. If it's not wrong, his name is Gendis. Geez, was I jealous of my own brother-in-law? My cheeks blush. I'm ashamed to be half dead.

"Seriously Brother Gendis came to Bandung?" I immediately replied to the message.

"Hahaha, yes, baby. That one was indeed Gendis' sister. Oiya, I brought good news. But I'll tell you later when we meet. You get ready yeah. Don't forget to think of another way to satisfy me."

"Ish," her message made me snort angrily.

"Father's going to Bandung, what's the permission on Miss Dewi?"

"It's dong baby. I'm the same brother Gendis went home first. I said I'd look at you."

"Isn't the Goddess' mom sick?"

"It's healed, baby. He was allowed to go home this morning. Just a gelaja maag. The doctor said, there's nothing to worry about."

"Thank God that the Goddess is healed. Yeah, be careful on the road, sir. No need to hurry, just relax." Message sent.

"I can't relax, baby. I miss you."

"So" I murmured with a smile.

"But I don't miss, sir. It's just normal, 'uh."

"Hahaha, are you sure you don't want to be held or held?"

I think the activity of replying to this message should be terminated immediately. If continued, worry will get more vulgar.

"Sir is yes. I want to tell you the same abah and ummi that you will come with Brother Gendis."

"Darling, I still want to talk."

"Later, sir. We can talk as much as you can if you've arrived."

"Dear you are." End the flood of crying emojis. I replied with an emoji with an outstretched tongue which means that I'm teasing it.

"Kok so 'sih emojinya? Does your tongue miss me?"

"Issh, you're a bitch, sir!" After sending that message, I finally disabled my phone.

I then went to the kitchen to tell ummi that Mr. Zulfikar was coming with his brother.

"Where's it, Mi?" I asked because I did not see the existence of Abah.

"Say I want to buy durian fruit first. Though not necessarily also your husband likes durian fruit."

"Let's just calm Ummi, I like 'cock same durian."

"Yes I also like durian," added Dr Rahmi.

Suddenly, Misti and Dr. Rahmi peeked out from behind the kitchen door facing the fish pond.

"Astaghfiullah! Ari you guys what the fuck?"

Ummi was surprised to see the appearance of doctors Rahmi and Misti who bathed in mud.

"Hahaha," Misti and Dr. Rahmi laughed.

"Quick shower!" ummi exclamations.

"Okay Ummi, finished the bath we want to burn fish," said Dr. Rahmi.

After informing Ummi, I went back to the room.

...***...

Bored if you have no activities. I want to join Ummi and others. I could only hear their inclinations that seemed to be engrossed in doing a lot of activities in the dirty kitchen of this house.

If there are no aral-latitudes, Zulfikar sir will arrive in about forty minutes. While waiting, I decided to take a shower and mascara.

After the shower, I fell down again. Until the drowsiness came without me avoiding it. I don't know how long I slept.

I woke up because I vaguely heard a voice that was busy chatting with someone. That voice of someone was very familiar to my ears.

"Sir Zulfikar has arrived? Geez, how come I'm sleeping this late?"

I'm surprised not to be a bitch. What's more when I see Zulfikar's bag already in my room. More surprised when I realized that my upper clothes had disappeared somewhere.

"Aaaa," I shouted, quietly. Because when I look in the mirror, I see a sign of love on my neck and chest.

That means it wasn't a dream. I hit my own head.

Then I heard footsteps seeming to be about to enter my room. I climbed back into bed, pulled the blanket and positioned myself as before. I pretended to be asleep.

"Geez, haven't you woken up yet?"

That voice ... my husband's voice. He was really in my room. I'm nervous. My heart is dag dig dug. And Mr. Zulfikar went up to the bed. I opened the blanket and kissed my stomach. My hands tightened on the bed sheet. Seriously, this is amused.

"Do you want to be looked at?" ask her while putting lips on my belly button.

"No, they don't want to be looked at" I said.

"Darling, how come you answered 'clean?" Seeing me speak and opening my eyes, Zulfikar immediately hugged me.

"Sir, I-I want some salim."

"Beauty, baby, I'm gonna hug you first. Oiya, I was ...."

Mr. Zulfikar whispered something he did to my body while I was asleep. I'm not commenting, it's just, these cheeks are hot because they're so embarrassed.

"You're naughty! Why not get permission?" my protest.

"Hahaha, sorry baby, that couldn't be held back. Yeah, I didn't ask permission, for now, I want permission, can I?" tanyakanya. Her lips came closer to my face. But ....

"Owwheek," I'm suddenly nauseous.

"Why dear?" Mr. Zulfikar panicked.

"Do you eat durian?"

"Yes baby, just eat one, really. I ate it because I told you to. I don't really like durian."

"What fruit is one seed, sir?"

"Dear one," while lifting his middle finger and index finger.

"Owheek, I-I don't like durian fruit, sir. I-I'm sorry your breath scented durian, I-I don't like it." While closing my nose.

"Geez, I'm brushing my teeth, baby." Mr. Zulfikar rushed to the bathroom with a smile.

...~Tbc~...

...Come on yuk!...

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