Forced to Share a Bed
New Facts and New Facts

"Once Abah, Ummi, so .. tomorrow I want to bring Hanin back to Jakarta," I explained to abah and ummi. I have explained my mother's and my father's good faith.

Ummi and I stared at each other. They were doubtful of my explanation.

"Okay, Abah agrees, but Abah wants to come along too. After all, Abah and his parents have never met. Abah wants friendship. How's Ummi? Does Ummi agree?" Abah glanced at Ummi who was currently eating Hanin while holding his hand.

"Hmmh, if Abah has decided, Ummi also agrees. Ummi wants to come along too."

"Ummi and Abah want to come? So, someone's taking me dong? Thank God," Hanin sumringah.

"Ya Neng, tomorrow Abah and Ummi will go to Jakarta as well. Yes, you guys rest again. Abah and Ummi want to prepare souvenirs for Bu Yuze and Pak Aksa," Abah said.

"Ummi and Abah don't have to bother, don't bring anything" I said.

"It's okay, Mom. We don't feel any hassles, anyway. Yes, if for example, Mr. Aksa and Ms. Yuze do not like his souvenirs, then it will just be distributed to the neighbors" said Ummi.

After chatting with ummi and abah, Hanin and I went back to the room. I immediately ordered the shave through the ojek online. Want to tell Mang Hendra, but feel bad. After the shaving device arrived, I immediately took a shower.

After taking a bath, I saw Hanin sleeping while hugging the Qur'an. I approached, took his Qur'an, and covered it.

And then I went to look around Hanin's room. In his room, there was a bookcase made of wood. The size is quite large. There are a lot of books in it. On average, there are books about the teachings of Islam, there are also some religious-themed novels. I also saw a book called 'Business Philosophy' written by my mother.

I knitted my eyebrows as my eyes focused on one of the books titled 'Why Should Polygamy?'

Slowly I took it. Then sit on a chair facing the bookshelf. I opened the first page, there was a small note written by Hanin. The note was written on paper tucked between the sheets of the book. Titi his prey a year ago. That means before he works for my company.

"If one day I get married, then my husband asks for polygamy permission, I'll tell him, 'Give me time to allow you.' But if my husband feels too long waiting for my answer, I will say, 'Marry him, if by marriage you will be happier, and let me go in search of my own happiness."

Hanin's note made me smile. Then I opened the next page. There's still records. His handwriting was beautiful and neat, as beautiful and as neat as his person.

"Because my headscarf is big, people always think I'm pious. But I am not the kind they think I am. In terms of prayer alone I still can not be solemn. For me, veiling and closing the veil has nothing to do with morality or morality. I veiled because the veil is purely a command from Allah Ta'ala and is obligatory for all Muslim women who have been puberty."

"Just as with the obligatory prayer, I position my hijab like my prayer. Even if my prayer is not yet solemn, I must still pray. Although my worship and morals have not been good, I will still wear my hijab."

"O Lord, meet me with a man who can draw me closer to You."

That writing embarrassed me. Wh why? Because I felt I couldn't guide Hanin. It was I who was guided by him. I put the book down and approached it.

"Wake up soon, Maghreb" I said. Hanin squirmed slowly, opening his eyes.

"Astaghfirullah, how come I fall asleep so often, anyway?" regrettable.

"It's okay, baby. Maybe bring a baby."

"If at my father's house I often sleep, how to try? It's shameful, sir."

"No need to be ashamed, dear, her name is also pregnant."

I pinched his gauntlet cheek. My hope is that Hanin soon realizes that my mustache and beard have been shaved. I miss poking her lips. Unfortunately, he remained indifferent. Yes already. For a while, I'm sure I can still hold it.

"Sir, get ready, soon you will surely go to the mosque. To the cottage mosque, sir. Let's meet the Son" he said.

"OK, honey. I've brought the scabbard and the peci." I'm prepped. Hanin looked at me.

"Why?" godaku's.

"It's okay" he answered.

"Oh, I thought you were fascinated to see me wearing a peci and a sarong." Hearing my words, Hanin just smiled.

"Mas wants to go to the mosque with Abah, right?" There was a sound coming from the front of the room.

"Tuh, right? What say?" said.

"Yes Abah, will," I said. After shaking hands with Hanin, I left.

...***...

During the Maghrib prayer, I did not meet the Son. After Maghrib prayer, abah also did not follow the study, he actually invited me to go home immediately because Ihsan was waiting.

"So right you're the brother of the Brotherhood sir?" I asked when I met Mr. Ihsan.

"Yes, my goodness, the world is narrow. I do not think that Zulfikar sir told by Abah was Zulfikar sir his son Aksa Antasena. Well, Abah has a conglomerate ghost," said Mr. Ihsan.

"Bah never asked Allah for Daini to be married to a conglomerate, Abah only asked that Daini have a husband who can make her happy in the world and the hereafter, said Abah with a smile.

After Ihsan and Ihsan got acquainted, we went on to discuss the status of the marriage between me and Hanin. In this room there is only me, brother, and Ihsan sir.

"This problem is actually very simple, the main key is in the mother Goddess. If Miss Dewi allows you to get married officially, all business is done" said Mr. Ihsan.

"Sir, the problem is not only that. Me and the Goddess are bound by a prenup. Wait a minute, I open the copy."

I opened a copy of the prenuptial letter file between me and the Goddess that was on my phone. Mr. Ihsan then read the points carefully.

"Hmm, why is there a ten-year marriage appointment? It's a bit awkward 'sih, '" said Mr. Ihsan.

"My father and his parents Dewi worked together through the marriage, sir. We are developing business together. For the number of shares, the Brotherhood knows better."

"It is here explained that if less than ten years of your marriage is disrupted due to the presence of a third person or a woman, then Mr. Zulfikar will be prosecuted criminally and civilly. I think this point is unfair."

"Why is that? Because at this point that is suppressed only you. As if only you could potentially cheat. In fact, the affair can be done by both men and women," explained Ihsan.

"I once had a client with a prenuptial agreement. But the contents are like this, 'If within five to ten years the men/women commit infidelity or commit other criminal acts such as KDRT, fraud, slander, defamation, defamation, defamation, or an unpleasant action against his partner, then the male/female has the right to file a note of objection until the divorce suit.' Sounds fair, doesn't it?"

Me and my brother agreed.

"If indeed the mother Goddess can only give permission until the marriage of siri, Abah can not do much. Abah did not know that there was a prenuptial letter that contained it like that. Mostly, tomorrow to Jakarta, Abah wants to meet and speak verbally to ask for permission."

"There is no need to talk to the Goddess, let me just," I said.

I remember Hanin's message asking me not to be involved or involved. Yeah, I don't know what kind of Goddess is. While Hanin and I have been victims of the Goddess.

"Why can't you, Mom?"

"Emm," I was confused as to what reason to you.

"Look, when Abah wants to talk to the mother of Dewi or the parents of the mother of Dewi, let me be accompanied. Mr. Zulfikar calm down, Abah's conversation with the mother Dewi is only friendly or can be called as a pleasantries, not a conversation towards the legal path, so 'yes, Bah?" Ihsan tried to mediate.

"Yes, more or less like that" replied Abah.

"Okay, I agree" I said.

If it is not related to legal matters, I think there is no problem if my brother and the Dewi family meet.

"Yes, if no one wants to be discussed again, I want to resign, I happen to still have an appointment with another client."

"Please" said Abah.

"Oiya pak Zulfikar, copy of the prenuptial agreement file you and Miss Dewi, can I send it to my number? I want to learn," he said.

"May, with pleasure," I replied.

"It is impossible for me to ask the Brotherhood for the letter, fearing violating the lawyer's code of conduct" he added.

After we exchanged phone numbers and I sent the file, Ihsan went.

My brother and I went back to the mosque hut to pray Isha congregation. It felt like I wanted to meet Hanin before the Isha prayer, but I was ashamed.

After praying Isya, I initially wanted to follow the study, but my brother told me to go home soon.

"There is no scheduled meeting with the students at curfew, Mas. If you want to meet the Son tomorrow morning," said Abah.

"What time do you want to go home?" my many.

"Not yet to know, my. Already, Mas go home first, fast break, tomorrow will go to Jakarta. Mas also from coming not rest."

"Yes, I'm sorry, Bah."

I nodded and passed. It feels good because I understand my feelings.

...***...

Upon arrival in the room, Hanin was already sleeping. I put on my sleeping pajamas while looking at her. Honestly, I miss him. I want to enjoy her incredible body. But ... order the doctor ringing in the ear.

After brushing my teeth and ablution, I climbed onto the bed, instantly pulling his body into my arms. Her lips looked challenging. I looked at the lips in silence.

Do I take it without asking permission? Did I just do it while she slept? My head began to approach, looking down slowly to grab it while closing my eyes.

"Maas ...."

The soft groove of the voice opened my eyes wide and did not kiss her.

"You-you? Y-you up? You called me, what?! Did I not hear wrong?"

I was shocked to mix happy, excited and also nervous. Hanin woke up, she smiled as she looked at me. Fizzy cheeks. His eyes blinked repeatedly.

"W-Why is Mr. Zulfikar not ready I'm calling 'Mas?' Will it be replaced by another call?" tanyakanya.

"Reprepared sweetheart. I'm so ready. Yes, it was a shock. I don't want to be called by any other call, Hanin. Why is it called 'Mas?' I'm proud to be called 'Mas.' My papaku is native to Java."

"I-yes, it's okay. I'm just asking, sir."

"Kok call 'Mr' again, anyway?" I pouted while massaging the trunk of his nose.

"Oh, i-iya, Mas ...," he said. Still hesitating.

"Thank you, baby." I kissed her forehead.

"Can I kiss you?" I'm to the point. Because from this afternoon has not succeeded in grabbing it.

"I checked first sir, uh MM-Mas," she felt the shave. Her delicate hands trace my face.

"Clean," he said.

"Keep, can dong," as I.

"Bo-can," he answered slowly.

"Darling, continue how about ...." I'm talking about something very secret.

"W-what?! Oh, Mr uh, um Mas just give instructions, I-I can learn 'cock, '" he whispered. His cheeks were blushing, embarrassed the times yes he said that phrase. Oh my God, it's so funny you baby.

"If you are sincere and pleasing, I know how dear. I promise this is comfortable for you, and safe for our fetuses. Geez Hanindiya, you are indeed the wife of the sholehah" I said.

"Don't fight, sir. MM - - Mas."

Then I started to do what I wanted, I took the red pomegranate slowly. I enjoy and enjoy my rights.

"Remember baby, if you feel uncomfortable or your stomach suddenly hurts, say yes quickly" I whispered.

"Yes, MM-Mas ...," he said as he caught his breath.

"Sir, uh Mas .. emm .. in my room there is no silencer. To-please A-You don't be noisy," he said again.

"Beautiful, in that case I am an expert, you don't need to teach" I replied.

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Goddess Laksmi

"What's up, baby? How are the nights here? You should still be resting. You just got home from the hospital, baby," said Mami.

"I want to see Papi, Mi! Where, papi?!" my yelling.

"Darling, patient, what's wrong? Papi's asleep, son."

"Surge, Mi! I'm gonna meet you, papi!" I shook my mom's hand. Then ran to papi's room.

"But, wake!" my yelling.

"Geez, kid! You haven't changed? Mami thinks after mommy and papi grant you marriage to Zul you'll change." Mommy is in front of the room.

"Shut up, Mi! I'm like this too because of Mami and Papi!" Along with that, papi came out of his room.

"Darling, would you like to do something? Not the same as Zul?" ask papi.

"Mas Zul went to his young wife's house! This is all because of Papi!"

"Son, relax. Why are you angry? What did Papi and Mami do for the sake of the continuity of your household, didn't you ask Papi to hold a preskon?"

"But Papi's idea of telling me to say that Zul's already broken up makes no sense! Because of that statement, Zul felt the wind!" my snapping.

"Honey, let's go to Papi's room first. Please don't yell, son. Papi's worried that the workers in this house are hearing your screams." Papi pulled my hand into the room. Mom immediately locked the door.

"Huuu, huuu, I want to kill the Daini, Papi," I lamented while hugging the papi. Mami rubbed my back.

"Sshh, Papi is thinking of the best way to get rid of the woman who has taken away your happiness, dear. But Papi needs time. We have to execute a pretty plan, son. Believe the same Papi, yes."

"Huuu, why doesn't Papi directly acquire his company? Yeah, I really love Zul, Pi. But since he has betrayed me, I also want to see Zul's mas destroyed. I want Zul to be hated by his mother and his entire family."

"Darling, listen to Papi first. Right now, Papi is indeed intentionally putting Zul on the wind. The purpose of Papi is because he wants to buy time dear. Remember, your illness is not yet cured. You have to hold back, son."

"What disease, Pi? That multiple personality disease?! Why would Papi believe that crazy doctor, huhh?! I'm not sick, Pi! I'm not a double personality! I'm normal! The doctor is crazy and wants to memorize Papi's money!" my yelling.

"Sa-honey, huuu, huks, you're Mami's and Papi's only son. Mami and Papi will do anything for your happiness. But, Mami and Papi need some time, baby." My mom hugged me while crying.

"What you want to kill is a human being, not an ant. It must be planned carefully first" said Mami. His hand that brushed my hair trembled.

"Darling, please think again, are you sure you want to kill him?" Papi looked at me while sighing.

"Remain Papi, I'm very, very sure! This pain will only be avenged by the death of the Daini!"

"Bapi's right, son. It's too risky if we kill him, baby," said Mama.

"Well, if Papi and Mami don't want to help me, let me work! Much money! Just hire a hit man! Easy, isn't it?!"

"Honey, patience. Do we make that woman handicapped? After seeing her picture, Mami saw she was so beautiful, did we make her no longer beautiful? For example, lifelong disability," said mami.

"How dare Mami say she is so beautiful in front of me! I'm prettier than her, Mi!"

"Ma-sorry darling. Yeah, you're definitely prettier, son." Mami revised her statement.

"The bottom line is, I'm just satisfied that the Daini disappeared from this world! If he dies, the only one who can have Zul mas is me! Just me!" my firmness.

Mommy and Papi hugged me back.

...~Tbc~...