Forced to Share a Bed
Family Meetings

Zulfikar Saga Antasena

"Sir Zulfikar, Aksa sir and Bu Yuze have arrived."

A security guard working in my house ran into the gazebo with his tense face. Hearing the news, Hanin and I immediately sat down. Hanin immediately took off my hand and moved to hold my hand.

"Darling, why?" I don't want to let go of his hand.

"I-I'm just like Abah, sir. I'm scared," he said. Face paled. Even back to calling me 'Mr.'

"Calm down, honey. There will be me." I tried to cement my role as her husband.

"Mas, it's okay, let Daini be with Abah first yes," said abah.

Ummipun nodded in agreement to what abah said. This time I relented, with a heavy heart I removed Hanin's hand from my grasp.

"Let's go inside" said the worker, who gave the news, and hurried away.

"Uhhhuk, uhhuk," Rahmi's doctor coughed.

"Relax dong, Doc," said Mr. Ihsan, smiling at Dr. Rahmi.

"I'm tense, sir. This heart is pounding incoherently," he said.

"Hahaha, I am also actually the same, a little nervous," said Mr. Ihsan.

"My mom and dad are good, really," I said. It means to calm them down.

"Well, we go there, just bismillah, Ummi sure Pak Aksa and Bu Yuze are good and simple people." Ummi who had been quiet a lot finally spoke as well.

"Come," ask me.

I stood up and started to step foot. This feeling feels strange. Imagine, yes, I feel left out in my own mother and father's house? Hanin flanked by ummi and abah. Doctor Rahmi and Ihsan walk side by side.

...***...

"Please, Sir." There was another worker who greeted us at the entrance to the living room.

Hanin kept looking down. Ummi and I pay attention to the interior design of my house.

"Wow, amazing" cried Dr. Rahmi. While Mr. Ihsan looked ordinary.

The living room is in plain sight.

"Please sit down" said Bu Juju.

Bu Juju is a trusted housekeeping assistant mom who has been working in this house for a long time. In addition to Bu Juju there is another one, his name is Ipi. He's much younger than Bu Juju. Ipi is single. Bu Juju is a single parent.

"Thank you" said Hanin, abah, ummi, Dr. Rahmi and Ihsan in unison.

"Mama and papa where's Mom?" my many. I immediately sat down by Hanin's side. So, Hanin was flanked by me and ummi. On the ummi side there are abah.

"Say I'll change clothes first, sir. Here, just enjoy the dish first," said Bu Juju. His eyes were rolling towards Hanin who was still lowered.

"I live first" continued Ms. Juju. Then he left while bowing his body.

"Come, drink first" I advise everyone. I then brought a drink for Hanin.

"Darling, what juice do you want?" my many.

But he shook his head instead. As I sat with her, I saw Hanin's eyes reddening. Is she crying? Inner wondering.

Then there were footsteps approaching the living room area. I'm sure if that comes is my mom and dad. I spontaneously stood up, the others followed. So, everyone stood up, Hanin was no exception.

"Assalamu'alaikuum," said abah. He was the first to say hello.

"Wa'alaikumusalaam," answered everyone. Yes, we all know that answering greetings is mandatory.

"That's Daini," said Abah with a smile. Then greet my father and mother.

Papa and mama are still stuck. They received a helping hand and ummi but his eyes focused on looking at Hanin who was currently still down while holding my hand.

"Neng, quickly salim," bring your brother to Hanin.

I pulled her hand to stand up and shake hands with my father and mother. After I greeted my father, Haninpun approached, with trembling hands he grabbed my mother's hand.

"I-I'm Daini, Ma-Mama," Hanin said.

"I know, just call mom" said Mama.

My mom's words made me want to protest, but I kept my emotions from ruining this meeting.

"Pardon-sorry, Mom. Yes, I'm Daini. Mr. Aksa, I'm Daini" said Hanin slowly. He continued to grab papa's hand with trembling hands.

"Call papa 'dong, son. Geez, you're so beautiful, it's worth Zul's temptation" said papa. Papa's look and welcome to Hanin looks better compared to mama.

"But if Daininya does not meggoda Zul, maybe Zul also not tempted yes, Neng," quipped mama.

I don't know what mama meant, but that sentence was enough to make Hanin even more downcast.

"Hanin never teased me, Ma. I sincerely love him from the bottom of my heart" I said as I led Hanin back to his seat.

"I'm his personal doctor with Daini" said Dr Rahmi.

"True work, take care of my granddaughter" said the mother as she and Dr Rahmi shook hands.

"Ready, I'll work as much as possible."

"good. Juju, you quickly take doctor Rahmi to the guest room," said Mama.

"Okay" replied Juju.

"I'm Abah's lawyer, my name is Ihsan Hadinata. I am the brother of the Brotherhood, a young lawyer who works at the law firm owned by Pak Aksa's family," Ihsan explained to his father and mother after Dr. Rahmi left the living room.

"What?!" Mom and Dad looked surprised.

"It's just fitting that I see for the first time, I feel like 'cock kayaking often see a face like this, '" added papa.

"But I didn't tell Ihkwan that I wanted to come here."

"Sorry, bring an attorney. Is there anything to dispute?" mama asked while looking at ummi and abah.

"Sorry before. Mr. Aksa, Ms. Yuze, I came here intentionally to bring a lawyer just for the spokesperson. My wife and I are not highly educated people. That is, if there is an extension of the tongue of a lawyer, my wife and I will be calmer" he said, smiling.

"It's been full of work. Originally an educator at one of SMAN Bandung. Ummi in-laws economics scholar. Ummi and Abah are currently taking care of the business of cultivating goldfish, mujair, tilapia and catfish" I explained.

"Mad, it's not important to explain that. The cultivation of fish belongs to Abah, and Ummi there is no end to his nails when compared to the giant company owned by Pak Aksa and Bu Yuze," said Ummi.

"Haha."

I don't know why, my mom laughed. Did you laugh at the Hanin family business? Not polite! Mama really made me almost ride the apoplexy. Ummi looked down as Mama laughed. Abah was smiling.

"Emm, P-Pak Aksa, Bu Yuze, Ummi and Abahku came here to visit. I'm sorry if my arrival and my parents made you and Mom uncomfortable" Hanin said. I was surprised by his explanation.

"Darling, why are you talking like that? My mom and dad are 'kok. It was they who told me to bring you into this house" I protested. Hanin remained silent.

"Ya Neng Daini, Papa and Mama agreed to take care of you and our future grandchildren in this house" he said.

From the papa's gaze on Hanin, I can conclude that papa likes Hanin. I'm a little relieved. Mamapun nodded.

"I thank you very much for the kindness of Bu Yuze and Pak Aksa. As Daini's parents, I'm happy that Daini is welcome. But, because the wedding of Daini and Mas Zul included into a unique marriage, I want to send a message," said my brother. Then glance at Mr. Ihsan.

"While their marriage was unique, the child Neng Daini conceived was still our legitimate grandchild. Yes, legally my wife and I could have rejected it, but we have a conscience, sir. My wife and I cannot give up my grandchildren. Father and Mother take it easy" said papa.

"Yes, my husband is right. After all, Dewi's parents have sacrificed themselves," interrupted mama.

"Sacrificing yourself? Meanin? I'm sorry, I don't understand, can you explain it in more detail?" ask ummi.

"Zul, have you not explained the contents of the preskon?" ask papa. Stared at. Not only papa, everyone present in this room looked at me, including Hanin.

"Mama's statement is excessive, her family Dewi does not sacrifice themselves. It's just, they told the public that Hanin and I were divorced. Haninpun's identity was not revealed to the public, so you're safe, baby" I explained.

"What's the news really like?" Abah looks curious.

"Let's explain everything Zul, '" tell papa.

I let out a breath. With a heavy heart, I finally explained it.

"The bottom line is, there are parties who take advantage of this problem. They sell news if I'm having an affair with my subordinates. In this case, the news greatly discriminated against Hanin. Although Hanin's identity was hidden, the news cornered Hanin."

"You're convoluted, Zul. This mama has her article. Please, Father and Mother read it." Mama thrust her tab on Abah.

"Sir Ihsan, try to read it so that it can be heard by everyone" said Abah. Abah gave tab mama to sir Ihsan.

"The first news is like this, 'A son of a famous businessman and a relative of state officials who entered into the ranks of crazy rich Indonesia is rumored to have had an illicit relationship or affair with his subordinates. As a result of the news, the wife who is also the only daughter of crazy rich reportedly experienced severe trauma to be psychologically disturbed.' I see," said Ihsan.

Abah and Ummi listened, Hanin bowed. Then something dripped onto the back of my hand. Hanin was crying.

"Honey, don't cry, ssshhh." I hugged her. He rubbed Hanin's back.

"Continue Mr. Ihsan," said Abah.

"Bu Dewi told the media that she and her family wanted to clarify the news. Bu Dewi said that the news of the affair was not true aka hoax. But Miss Dewi made new news and said, there is a naughty woman who deliberately trapped and tempted her husband to inevitably her husband must marry the woman in series," explained Ihsan.

"Huks."

Hanin's cry grew louder. Ummipun. Abah has not expressed himself.

"Mama! Mama shouldn't have forced him to know this news! This is what I'm worried about, Ma! If Hanin knew the real news, he could be stressed! If Hanin is stressed, the content can be disturbed!" my yelling. I stood up because I couldn't hold back my emotions.

"Mas, relax. Can't yell at old people." He pulled my hand back to sit down.

"Never blame Mama, Zul! Aren't you the source of the problem?!" shouting mama.

"Ma, enough! Don't be like this, already! Neng Daini, calm down. Papa promises to make new news to clear your good name" Papa said.

"Promise yes, Pa. Thank you," I said. Papa's words made my emotions subside.

"Continue again, sir. Is there any other news?" Abah seems curious.

"Bu Dewi said that the media would not herd the news anymore. Because said mother Dewi her husband has divorced the woman and their household is currently fine," added Mr. Ihsan. Then hand over the tab to mom.

"Mama satisfied now?! Who is pretending to sacrifice themselves?! It was Hanin who was the victim, Ma!" my firmness.

"Zul, the Goddess and her family have also sacrificed! They are defending you! They don't corner you at all, do they?!" snapped mom.

"Yes right! But that's not what I want, Ma! I want Dewi not to blame Hanin! I'm even more sincere if he blames me!"

"Stupid you, Zul! The goddess said so for what's it trying?! Yes, for your good name!" Mama stared at me.

"Stop, enough Ma! If you and Zul want to fight, don't be here! Please find an empty room! Papa and Abah want to have a serious conversation, go!" sela papa's. My mom and I were finally quiet.

"I'm sorry for my son and my wife" said the father, smiling and staring intensely at Hanin.

"No problem" said Abah.

"Is there anything from Mr. Lawyer to say?" Papa changed the atmosphere to be calmer but serious.

"There, Sir. Look, I as an extension of the tongue of Abah want to convey important things. First, Abah already knows the prenuptial agreement between Mr. Zulfikar and Miss Dewi. So, Abah can't do much to help this marriage become an official marriage."

"Secondly, Abah and Ummi did not dispute the status of the baby candidate conceived by Neng Daini. Abah and Ummi sincerely if their relations are returned to Abah and Ummi. Ummi and Abah expected nothing from this marriage."

"Third, Ummi and Abah just want Neng Daini to feel calm and happy. So, as long as Neng Daini is here, we beg that Bu Yuze and Pak Aksa give freedom to Neng Daini actualize himself. In a sense, if at any time Neng Daini wants to go somewhere or want to go back to Bandung, Bu Yuze or Pak Aksa should not prohibit it," explained Pak Ihsan at length.

"It is my freedom to agree. But for the issue of intimacy, I want them to be my grandchildren legally" Papa said.

"What do you think about Bu Yuze?" ask sir Ihsan.

"I also want that child to be my granddaughter. It's good to be sent to the family in Bandung, who got pregnant with Daini's son. Anyway it's my granddaughter, period," said the mama as she stared at Hanin's stomach.

"I'm sorry, not my grandchild, but our grandchildren" he said. Straighten your words while smiling.

"Hahaha, you're right," sidelines papa as he lifts his thumb.

"Hahaha" he laughed. Ummipun smile. Hanin wiped his tears. The atmosphere at this time is warm.

"Ih, what the hell! Papa and Dad laughed at me?! Yes yes yes, this is our grandchildren. Daini, let's go with Mama! Now," he said.

Then mama suddenly stood up and pulled Hanin's hand away. Hanin was surprised, but he obeyed as mama pulled him.

"Mas" Hanin looked at me. Maybe I doubt my mother's attitude.

"That's okay, baby, come along, I'll accompany you" I said.

I then followed the mother who brought Daini into the house.

.

"Said bring a lot of souvenirs from Bandung? Bring me anything?" ask papa.

I can still hear papa's conversation. While walking after Hanin and mama, I smiled. I think this is a good sign.

"Not many 'sih. But there's, a little 'cock. If Pak Aksa does not like it, Abah will share it with the neighbors here. But the neighbors here don't like it either. At most, Abah will share it with street children" replied Abah.

"Can I see it?"

Vaguely, the voices of papa and abah I can still hear. For the next conversation, I can't hear it anymore.

...***...

"This is your room and Zul's. While you were here, you slept in this room, yes" said Mama.

Mama took me and Hanin to a special room that she had already conjured into a one-stop room. I got to gawking. Then, all day yesterday mama was busy preparing this room. Hanin looked around the room and looked up.

"For your room and the Goddess are still in the old room. Mama didn't change it. Mama deliberately separated one floor, so that later when you make love to one of your wives, the other wife can not hear," said the mother. Hanin and I stared at each other.

"Look at this, these are your clothes, hopefully enough yes, if not enough, then we will buy again," while opening the closet.

My eyes immediately glared at the line of lingerie. I didn't expect Mama to prepare all this.

"Mom, i-this is too much," Hanin said.

"You how's that right?! Thanks to dong. Oiya, look at the contents of the refrigerator. This I have equipped with snacks and healthy milk for pregnant women. Just be careful if you don't like it." My mom is busy showing me the fridge.

I stood in the corner of the room smiling. Although my mother's tone is still thin, I'm sure sooner or later she will also like Hanin.

"Hurry to bed, Mama wants to see your stomach" he said.

"But, Mom," Hanin refused.

"No buts, quick! Mama want to see your stomach is good no, your content is not appropriate with your gestational age," he said.

"Nothing dear," I persuaded.

Hanin finally broke down. After Hanin lay on her back, like a midwife, mama immediately checked Hanin's stomach.

"Good, smooth. But because the baby is twins, according to Mama your stomach is less big. It should be bigger than this. It means you are malnourished. Tomorrow we have to go to the gynecologist. Wait, is this red-red?!"

Mama noticed some reddish marks that were on Hanin's lower abdomen.

"Emm," Hanin's face instantly flushed.

"Ma, i-it's my kiss." Despite the embarrassment, I had to be honest with my mom.

"What?! Oh my goodness, Zul! Is there nowhere else?!" Mama's head bobbles.

"Next place, Ma, too," I explained with a smile. Hanin salang.

"Issh, basics! You look like your dad!" grunted annoyed. Hanin and I smiled at Mom.

"Let's see your feet!"decreed again.

"Ka-feet? U-for what, Mom?" Hanin was confused.

"Ma, there's no need to look. Hahaha, yes I also like to kiss Hanin's feet. Especially in the calf," I explained as I chuckled.

"What?! You're a duplicate of your papa, Zul. Papa you also like to eat your feet" he said, shaking his head.

"Hahaha, but I only did it to Hanin, Ma. Same Goddess never." I don't know why I said that phrase.

"What did you say?! You self-destructive man! It can't be, Zul! You must be fair to treat your wives! Including in bed!" jolt mama while hitting my head with her jeans. Another term stuck my head.

"Oh," I complained.

"Yes, now you tell your wife to change clothes and rest. Mama wants to get ready. The goddess wants to come here" he said as he passed.

"W-what?! Goddess?" I'm appalled. Haninpun. He looks surprised.

...~Tbc~...