Forced to Share a Bed
Waiting at the Gazebo

^^^Note: For the sake of convenience, this chapter should be read after breaking the fast. But, back again to the personal decision of each yes.^^^

^^^Welcome to perform fasting, nyaimah from the 1st of Ramadan has not been saum because its monthly guests come right on the first day of fasting. Hmm .. There is a sad feeling. Is there something similar like nyai?^^^

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Daini Hanindiya Princess Sadikin

I looked at him while smiling. What I had done to serve him really embarrassed me to the top. It was funny when he tried so hard not to make a sound. When I remember it again, my cheek even feels hot.

Right now, Mr. Zulfikar is fast asleep. Tired, sir? I said in my heart. I then stroked her damp hair. Then I rubbed his slightly swollen lips. Sorry yes, sir. Earlier, when I served him, my head did not hit his lips.

"Huft ...." What time is it?

I suddenly feel hungry. When I want to shift I have difficulty because my body is in its confinement.

"Sir" call me.

I'm still awkward calling him 'Mas.' He's unmoved. It seems really exhausted. Hugged me even tighter.

"I'm hungry" I said slowly.

Well how is this?

Finally ventured to send a message to Ceu Jani. Hopefully, Ceu Jani hasn't slept and can deliver food to my room.

"Ceu, tos kulem tacan? (Ceu, have you slept yet?)"

But there's no reply, I'd like to call you unkind, pity. Yes, it's sleep time. Time shows at 01.24 WIB.

"Maas ...." I shook his shoulder.

"Hmm" he answered. His eyes are still closed.

"Sir Zulfikar I'm hungry" in a loud voice.

"W-what? Who's hungry?" His eyes were open, his eyes were dazed.

"I Sir, uh Mas. I'm hungry."

"Oh my goodness, baby, sorry." He'll wake up soon. Then stretch his hands.

"I've sent a message to Jani, but I think I'm asleep."

"What do you want to eat, baby? Mas who came out," he said while tidying his hair with his fingers.

"Just hungry, Mom. I don't want anything weird, let me take it. Look for food in the living room or in the fridge." I'm awake.

"You stay here, baby, I'll get you."

Now he's setting himself up. I am getting used to that call. Even when I say it, I doubt it.

"If I'm here, I can't choose, Mom."

"Relax baby, I'll bring HP, what's in the refrigerator and on the table, will be photographed." Grab his phone and hurry.

"Sir, I mean Mas, wait."

"Why else, baby?"

"Are you sure you want to go out with that?"

"Astaghfirullah, oiya sorry dear" he said. I know that I only wear a mini boxer. The upper body is still plain.

After wearing clothes, he left. Moments later, he sent a lot of pictorial messages to my phone.

"This is the menu of choice, baby. I am afraid of being caught at home. His hands trembled as he opened the refrigerator. Someone's glaring at me, baby. Hahaha, your cat." I smiled as I read the message.

"You've become part of my family. No need to hesitate, my pacifier is good, really," I reply.

"Come, what do you want, baby? Long time open the refrigerator, I'm cold, so want to hug you again to be warm, hahaha."

"Ishh, there's nothing I like, Mas. Go to the room again, yeah."

"Related?"

"Yes, Mum."

"OK," he replied. Then he came again.

"Seriously nothing you like?" Stared at.

"Everything you photograph is actually all I like, but for tonight, I don't feel good about eating it, sir," I explained.

"Sir, again?"

"I-I'm sorry, Mom."

"Keep what, baby? Mas just go out, yes, at the intersection of the cottage 'kan many street vendors, do you want street vendors food?" bargained for.

"Emm, don't want to. I was thinking, what do you want?" While rubbing my stomach.

"Looks like I want a beef steak, Mas."

"Steak?" He was surprised with a smile, then approached me.

"I also know, why do you think of meat steaks? Why did I become a geugeudeeun like this?" While scratching my head that does not itch.

"Geugeudeeun is what, baby?"

"What term is it? I'm confused to explain, Mas."

"Hmm, steak was my favorite meal when I was a kid, baby. Yes already, I search first in the application. I hope there is," he hoped. Busy playing his phone. I just looked at him.

"It's closed, baby. Oiya, in the refrigerator Mas see there is meat, how about Mas make steak directly for you?"

"Emm, no need, Mom. His hunger is suddenly gone" I said. Anyway, I'm not sure she can cook, just cut a carrot her hands stiff.

"Oh my goodness, baby. Adorable pregnant woman."

He's running towards me. After pinching my cheek, she uncovers my dress and showers my stomach with a kiss here and there.

"Muach mmuach mmuach, you fucked Papa huh?" said. I grimaced as I began to feel amused.

"Mas .. cu-enough," I held her shoulder.

"I can't stop, baby."

He continued to kiss my body to another part. His hands began to activate uncontrollably. I'm sculpting, resigned.

"Emh ... Mum ...."

I turned my face away. He peeked at what he was doing from behind my fingers. It's a shame, so I pulled over and held her hand. But Mr. Zulfikar shook his head while looking at me. Which means, he doesn't want to get rejected.

"But Mas ...." I closed my lips.

"Ssttt," he said. Even more dare to make me helpless.

"Maas ...."

"No need to worry dear, this will not harm our future child," he explained with a satisfied smile when he saw my body begin to tremble and a little restless.

"Cu-sufficient Mas ..," I lamented. Really, I can't help but scream.

"I want to make you happy, baby. You already pleased me. Now it's my turn to be fair, okay?"

"Mm.m ...." I'm mute.

I cut my own lips. My feelings are no longer focused. My consciousness seems lost. Unconsciously stroked her hair, stroking her jaw. Then Mr. Zulfikar kissed my fingers. Geez, I can hardly believe what he's doing. So romantic. But ... This embarrassed me. But ... My body seems to like it.

Why am I being like this?

I'm not the real me. However, behind all this melancholy feeling, there is always another feeling that weighs on my mind.

Yes, the shadow of the Goddess ma'am swirled in my head. To be honest, until now, I still can't believe that I turned out .. have shared a bed and shared a husband with Miss Dewi.

No, I don't want to be accused of being the woman who took her bed, Miss Dewi. Wh why? Because from the beginning, I never intended to be his wife. But as time goes on, this taste just grows.

Then the feeling grew after I found out that Mr. Zulfikar married the Goddess mother because of an arranged marriage, and after I found out that this man loves me.

Then I was suddenly greedy to have him completely after I found out that Mr. Zulfikar often got bad treatment from the mother Goddess, and once I knew that in my womb it had grown and developed the seeds of his love.

"Maas ...."

I grabbed his nape, then he paused for a moment his naughty activities. Mr. Zulfikar moved the position, he aligned his body with mine. I hugged him tightly, and the dilemma was not contained, until I was teary.

"Why dear? Is it uncomfortable?" tanyakanya.

My head spontaneously shook while snaking in his chest. I wet his chest with my tears.

"Why, hmm?" ask her again while stroking my hair.

"Huks, Mas ...."

I was at a loss to express a proper sentence to say this baldness.

"Darling, as you wish, I want to be a husband who can make you happy. If you are sad, I am sad too. When you're happy, I'm happy too, baby" she said, wiping my tears.

Then he pulled my face. Then I gripped my lips gently and carefully. I was surprised but could not refuse. I don't know how many pages this is. I often forget.

"I can help you forget your sadness, baby. Just relax and enjoy it, okay?" whispered.

"Ja-don't, Mas. Enough," my lips refused, but .. When he acted again, my body responded well and spontaneously opened.

"It's so pretty," she murmured.

I brushed, I bit my lips hard when something from the hypothalamus attacked my body. Mr. Zulfikar smiled, looked at me satisfied, then hugged me.

The hypothalamus is a gland in the brain that controls the entire hormonal system. The hypothalamus releases hormones to another part of the brain, the pituitary gland. This gland will then send the hormone to various other organs of the body.

"How dear? Favors, right?" the whisper while smelling my neck.

The question is very frontal. I did not answer, instead covering my face with both palms. When I relax and my breathing calms down, Mr. Zulfikar. He plays my body as he pleases.

.

.

"Neng Daini, Neng. Neng, it's okay, right? Sorry Ceu Jani just opened HP."

Jani's cry from the front of the room made me and Zulfikar sir. I spontaneously covered the part of my body that was open.

"Neng Daini's not a contraction, is it?" Doctor Rahmi's voice.

Mr. Zulfikar. He ran to the bathroom. I was busy tidying up my clothes. Then she put on the hijab nervously. When I was ready, I opened the door immediately.

"Dai?"

Sister Listi directly examined my body which is currently still sculpting and glued. It was in front of my room crowded. There's sister Listi, doctor Rahmi and ceu Jani.

"I-I'm fine, all right," I replied.

"After reading the message from Neng Daini, Ceu Jani immediately woke Kak Listi and Rahmi's doctor."

"Yes, Neng Daini. We're worried you're all right," Dr. Rahmi's chimpanzee.

I smiled as I looked at their faces one by one. Happy because they care about me.

"So I was hungry, Ceu. Suddenly wanted a beef steak, but now his hunger is gone."

"Oooh," said Dr. Rahmi and sister Listi.

"Sorry to disturb everyone, especially Ceu Jani."

"It's okay, Neng. His (yes) thankfulness or if Neng Daini is okay mah. Ceu Jani wakes up because of the flame alarm, Neng. Kan want to cook for preparation to Jakarta," explained ceu Jani.

"Yes, if you are okay, we go yes, Neng," said Dr. Rahmi. His eyes were watching my room. Probably looking for the whereabouts of Mr. Zulfikar.

They finally left. I closed the door while breathing a sigh of relief.

"Mr, emm ... Mas, they're gone, "call me knocking on the bathroom door. Then Mr. Zulfikar came out chuckling.

"Let's continue, baby" he asked.

"No way," I refused.

"Rarely you not?"

"Related," I insisted.

"I can't believe you don't want to" she said as she removed my headscarf. I slapped his shoulder while smiling and blushing.

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"This is her parents' house, is it?"

Abah was stunned, as well as ummi. Ummi held my hand while widening his eyes. I, ummi and abah, were in one car. Mr. Zulfikar is driving.

While Listi, Rahmi's doctor, and Gendis' brother, were in the car owned by Ihsan sir. But Mr. Listi did not participate because he was picked up by Mr. Akmal when we arrived at the Kalideres terminal.

"Yes, this is my mother's and my papa's house" said Mr. Zulfikar.

The car we were riding in had not yet entered the yard because it was waiting for the gate to open. Brother Gendis seemed to have come down first. He was talking to the security guard who was guarding his house.

So tight security in this house, sister Gendis who incidentally is the biological daughter of Pak Aksa and permanent residents of this house, still checked and asked.

I of course did not hear the conversation between Brother Gendis and the security officer, only able to stare at them with an unbecoming feeling. My nerve to live in this magnificent house suddenly shriveled.

Then the gate opened, brother Gendis signaled to Mr. Zulfikar to get his car in immediately. Me and ummi who were sitting in the middle seat holding hands. Abah who was sitting next to the steering wheel looked calm.

"Ummi, I'm scared" I whispered to ummi. My hands are suddenly cold.

"MasyaaAllah, like a palace, Neng. A house like this just imagined Ummi had never." Ummi whispered in my ear.

"Ummi."

I hugged Ummi as the car we were riding stopped in a garage area that was even wider than my house.

I daydreamed for a moment because I remembered that moment. That's when I cried in the garden of this house and ran away from Mr. Zulfikar for losing his guts and not daring to meet Ms. Yuze.

"Change, let's go down" asked Zulfikar

He opened the car door on the side. Abah came down while tidying up his black peci. I'm sure you might be nervous too. But he is good at hiding his feelings.

"Dear, yuk!"

Mr. Zulfikar also opened the car door in the direction of my sitting position. His hand was stretched out to help me get out of the car. He also blocked my head with his palm so as not to hit the body of the car.

"Sorry, where are these guests from, sir?" ask security to Mr. Zulfikar.

"They're --."

"We're his business colleague Mr. Zulfikar" he said.

I, ummi, even Mr. Zulfikarpun was surprised after hearing his words. Brother Gendis and doctor Rahmi who was taking out a suitcase looked at each other.

"Obah" Zulfikar looked at Abah. As if to regret the words.

"If we go straight on, they'll be shocked, ma'am," said the brother with a smile. Abah spoke as the security guards stayed away.

Then one of them came back.

"Did Mr. Zulfikar and his colleagues have an appointment with Mr. Aksa?" he asked while glancing at me. I'm gonna head down right away. I was afraid to meet the security guard who teased me that night.

"It." Brother Gendis replied.

"Let's just go in" added Brother Gendis.

"Sorry Brother Gendis, the rule is, before Pak Aksa comes, all guests must wait in the gazebo in the park. No one can enter the house except for Brother Gendis and Mr. Zulfikar" the officer explained.

Hearing the testimony, you approached me, then held my hand and ummi's hand.

"Okay, we'll wait" said Abah.

Mr. Zulfikar sighed, I know that he is currently in a confused position. Brother Gendis pouted while clenching his hands. Dr. Rahmi just listened without saying a word.

"Change, does he want to be sent down now?" ask Mr. Ihsan who just got out of his car.

"By-by? By-by what?! Sorry, Aksa sir does not accept gratification! All souvenirs in any form will not be accepted" said one security officer.

"W-what?" Pak Ihsan who doesn't know anything can only gawk.

I held my chest. Everything that is happening right now makes my heart ache and sad. Tirmataku. I immediately deleted it. I hope no one realizes that I'm crying.

"Sir Ihsan, Abah told them that we are his colleague Pak Aksa" explained abah in a soft voice.

"Jeez Abah." Mr. Ihsan scratched his head.

"They're my special guests! I want them to wait in the living room! Do I need to call my papa first for you to believe, huhh?! And as long as you know yes, what they bring is not gratification!" shouted mr. Zulfikar.

We were all surprised, I didn't expect him to say that. Abah rubbed gently on Zulfikar's back.

"Sabar Mas, we just follow the rules. It's okay, it's okay" said Abah.

"But Abah - - -."

"Where's the gazebo waiting for him?" ask abah, interrupt Mr. Zulfikar's words.

"There, let me drop off" replied the security guard.

"Quick get out the stuff he said he bought! Check one by one!" tell the other officer.

"Astagfirullahaladzim," said Zulfikar sir. He was almost angry again. Lucky Brother Gendis hugged him and said ....

"Hold your emotions, Zul."

"What's this?! It stinks!" shouted the officer who checked the souvenirs.

He threw a rough plastic that I remember containing pepes of goldfish made by ceu Jani and ummi. Pepes fish that was made with love, but instead just thrown.

The steps stopped, looking back. The hand of the brother holding my hand trembled as he looked at the plastic containing pepes the fish was already lying on the ground.

"Bad you!" shouted mr. Zulfikar.

He took the plastic lying down and kicked the officer who threw the plastic down.

"Mas!" I shouted, along with the cries of ummi and abah.

"Zul, no!" Brother Gendis broke up. Dr. Rahmi closed her eyes. Mr. Ihsan looked confused.

The downed security guard was immediately helped by his friends.

"Sir Zulfikar, what's wrong with you?" Yes, they must have been astonished by Mr. Zulfikar's attitude.

"They're not actually my business colleagues!" his jolt.

"Mas!" Abah is still trying to prevent Mr. Zukfikar.

"They're my in-laws! And that beautiful woman, that's my young wife! I'm polygamous! Satisfied you?!" he shouted while pointing at me. It really can't be prevented anymore.

"What-what?!" They're tekajut. Stare at each other, then take a few steps back.

"Please blaspheme! Please gossip about me! Please! I don't give a shit!" yell again while fixing the tie and catch his breath. His emotions are still overflowing.

"Change, Ummi, baby, come on in" he asked. Mr. Zulfikar pulled my hand from my grasp. I brushed it off slowly.

"Darling, why?"

"I want to stay with Abah and Ummi, Mas. I'll go in if Abah and Ummi come in, too" I said, staring at Ummi and abah.

"Mas, thank you in advance. But, Abah wants to keep following the rules in this house. Abah, Ummi, and Ihsan will wait in the gazebo. If Daini really wants to be with Abah and Ummi first, please allow it," said Abah while cupping Zulfikar's hand.

"Okay, I agree. I'll also wait in the gazebo" he said.

Then he took my hand from my hand. Abah gave up, let go of my hand. Mr. Zufikar demanded that I go to the gazebo.

"Change, Ummi, Hanin, Dr. Rahmi and Mr. Ihsan, I apologize. Sorry for all the inconvenience in this house" said Mr. Zulfikar when we were all in the gazebo.

"It's okay, Mom. Take it easy," said Abah while patting Zulfikar's shoulder.

"Pak Zulfikar, Pak Aksa and Bu Yuze have arrived" said a security guard who ran to the gazebo and broke the news.

...~Tbc~...