Forced to Share a Bed
Unexpected

"What's this about? Please don't surprise my husband!" my firmness. Unaware of the repressive talk due to worry about his condition Mr. Zulfikar.

"We'll handle it." The doctor examined Mr. Zulfikar who was still staring in wonder at Gendis's brother.

"Please let me go! You can treat me like this! Miss Silfa slandered me! I'm not a crazy person! How could I have harmed my sister's mother-in-law!" yell brother Gendis.

"Please explain the problem, what's the matter?" This time, Zulfikar asked.

"According to witnesses, Ms. Gendis pushed Silfa down the stairs" the security officer explained.

"Defamation! That's Zul's slander! Miss Silfa herself pulled my clothes as we passed the stairs! I just held her hand that pulled my shirt! I don't do any moves except hold! Miss Silfa fell suddenly! Under the stairs is the bodyguard! They accused me! I'm sure they've been conspiring" Gendis said in a fiery tone.

"I vouch for my brother. Please just let go. The problem with my mother-in-law will be discussed in a family manner. I also asked the hospital to keep this incident a secret."

Security guards stared at each other.

"The words of Mr. Zulfikar are very reasonable. After all, the head of security had suggested that this problem be resolved only in a family," said the doctor.

"But, the Silvenas are hurt, Doc. His forehead is bleeding," the security guard interrupted.

"I will take responsibility" said Mr. Zulfikar.

Finally, after getting permission from the head of hospital security, Gendispun was released.

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"So why 'sih? How can I find trouble with my mom?" ask Mr. Zulfikar after the medical team and security personnel left the room.

"That's why your wife, Zul. Daini called Brother and --."

"It doesn't need to be explained. I already know," interrupted Zulfikar sir.

"You mean?" Brother Gendis astonished. I'm still listening.

"When Hanin called Brother, I didn't sleep. I also know something the Goddess did to Hanin."

"Something? What did Dewi do to Daini? Explain quickly! What's the matter? I really don't understand. Just now, because I was curious, I did deliberately want to meet with the security guard to check the CCTV footage in this room."

"Sister Gendis, actually--."

"Sir," I interrupted while shaking my head. Suddenly feel not up to heart if Mr. Zulfikar says it right now.

"Why?" Brother Gendis asked again.

"I'll tell you the same brother. But then yes" I replied.

"Why do I have to go later, Neng?"

"For this matter does not burden Mr. Zulfikar."

"Well, for a while, I agree." Brother Gendis relented. His face clearly showed disapproval.

"Then I go first. Later that will accompany you and Daini, otherwise Juju ma'am, Reza sir yes," he added.

"Bu Juju only" said Mr. Zulfikar.

"Later I reset it. Oiya Zul, I suggest that you do not hide the Goddess matter for too long. You must remember that your marriage from the beginning the main point is indeed to run a business. So, your decision will be very influential for our company" he said. Then leave without saying goodbye again.

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"Sir Zulfikar, when did you realize that my being by your side would only be a pest?" my many.

"Until any moment, I can't possibly feel that you're my name. There is, you are my love" he said. He could talk so casually like that.

"Sir Zulfikar, please don't divorce Miss Dewi. We go back to the original plan. I'm the only one who's divorced" I asked.

At first, I meant not to interfere. However, after seeing how Miss Dewi behaved strangely, and how Gendis said if she was slandered by Silfa, suddenly there was a feeling of fear in my mind. I feel that if Mr. Zulfikar's decision to divorce Dewi's mother, it will be bad for Mr. Zulfikar and his family.

If sister Gendis does not lie, that means, Silfa was determined to take a risk by dropping her from the hospital stairs just to slander Gendis. If Miss Silfa can be that determined, in the future, there will be a possibility if they dare to do something even more desperate and more dangerous.

"My decision is already round."

"Sir, please think again. I'm worried."

"Worry? What are you worried about, Hanin?"

"Sir, the attitude of the Goddess ma'am is strange, the attitude of Silfapun can be categorized as strange. Yes, he dared to drop from the stairs to slander Gendis?"

"Well, you yourself already feel there's an oddity, don't you? Baby, that weirdness I've been aware of for a long time. I feel like the Goddess is planless. He changes his mind all of a sudden. The goddess once asked me not to divorce you, then she changed her mind again and told me to divorce you. Then now she agrees we'll stay married as long as your status remains siri."

"Hanin, now I have solid evidence to sue the premarital papers. I'll contact Brotherhood sir and Sabil sir to have them check the CCTV footage that Gendis suspects."

I let out a breath. I actually wanted to say that I felt a bad feeling. But I fear my words will expose Mr. Zulfikar's condition and hinder his recovery.

"Sir, let me say one more sentence. I hope this sentence can be taken into consideration."

"Please baby, just say it."

"Look sir, if there are things that are not desirable due to the Father divorcing the mother of Dewi, then the person who feels the most guilty is me. I want to break up and leave a good impression. My hope is to break the chain of problems that are going on between us. Not even adding new problems with the family of the Goddess mom. Please reconsider that decision."

"But Hanin, I suspect that the Dewi family deliberately faked the Dewi's medical record."

"For the medical record problem, even if you have evidence, the mother Dewi must have many ways to avoid it. One thing for sure is, they may be accused if your lawsuit is based on my presence by your side. You were alibi using the medical record of Miss Dewi because you wanted to divorce her." Although I am not sure, I have to say that statement.

"If the facts are like that, why baby? It's not wrong if I fight to get you?"

"You're not wrong sir, but .. I don't want to if my presence makes your life difficult. I just want you and I to be able to live a quiet life by choosing each other's way of life."

"Hanin ...," she wrote. As if I can't believe what I'm saying.

"You have to adapt in order to live happily with the Goddess and make her happy. If it is true that Miss Dewi has medical problems, as a husband, do not you have to help her to heal? Not just leave it. Sorry if what I said was wrong. But ... This is all I can do to save your good name and your family's."

"Hanin, you're not fair. Why are you forcing me to accept the Goddess? And all I love is you."

"Sorry sir" I said. Then he went to the waiting room because he could not see the look of sadness on his face.

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In the waiting room, I cried. Staying by his side turned out to make this heart fall even deeper. Right, after the procedure for her ear surgery was completed, I had to go back to Bandung immediately. I should focus on my pregnancy and put aside my personal feelings towards Mr. Zulfikar. My priority is these twins. Point.

"You CAN, Daini!" myrag.

My lips spoke firmly, but my heart said weakly. Sometimes wanting to leave her, all the memories with her and all the things about her always made me not want to leave her even for a moment.

"Don't be weak Daini, you must be strong" I murmured. She wiped her tears and came back to him.

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When I returned, Mr. Zulfikar fell asleep. Either sleep for real or just for a moment close his eyes. But ...in that silence and silence, my heart rippled. Why that? Because in the corner of his eyes, flooded with the remains of tears. Her nostrils were flushed, which meant .. When I went to the waiting room, she was crying too.

Ten minutes passed by. I felt like time was going so slow when he and I were not communicating anything. I looked at him fixedly. Maybe he really is sleeping.

Slowly, I held her hand.

"There's no need to hold my hand" he said. Apparently, he's not sleeping. I pulled my hand. His attitude turned cold.

"Do you want to eat something?" my many. I have to get used to his attitude like this. After all, I'm the one who wants it.

"No" he answered briefly.

His cold attitude continued all the way to the afternoon. When the lunch menu arrived, he refused to answer.

"I was fed to Juju ma'am only," he said. Without looking.

"Sir, the Juju ma'am has not come yet, if you wait for Bu Juju to be afraid over time. Should I ask the nurse for help?" my many.

"Necessary," he said.

"Sir, you don't be childish. Soon the schedule for taking medication. You should eat soon," I persuaded.

"I'm a child, so it doesn't matter if I don't want to eat now."

"Oh yeah? All right, since you don't want to eat, I don't want to eat either, and we don't eat either, don't we?" I asked while stroking my stomach. Hope this way succeeds in persuading him.

"It's up to you to eat or not, if anything happens to our baby, the sinner is not me" he said.

He won't budge. Yeah, I get it. He must be upset about my attitude. Or perhaps, he was learning to turn away from me. Good, which means he's trying to forget me.

Then the phone rings. I spontaneously helped take it. I lifted it and placed it in his right ear.

"Sorry, can you help the loudspeaker? My right ear is fine, but the sound from the phone makes my left ear ring. I just realized it when I called Mr. Brotherhood," he explained.

"Good." I carry out his word.

"Assalamu'alaikuum, Mr. Zul." In the contact, it says the name of Mr. Sabil.

"Wa'alaikumussalaam, yes Mr. Sabil, what's wrong?"

"Look sir, I've dropped off the team to the hospital to check the CCTV data you mean. Name the result is nil, sir."

"What did you say?! How can?! Why?!"

Turns out, Mr. Zulfikar was serious about saying he wanted to check the tape.

"Sir, don't get angry, worry about her ear drainage bleeding again" I said.

"At the time of the incident to date, the CCTV that was in your room is being repaired, Sir. So, for a while it didn't work."

"I mean broken? Since when did it break? How can the hospital not tell?"

Thankfully, after I commemorated, Mr. Zulfikar's tone was much calmer.

"The damage has been since dawn, sir. However, IPSRS said, the new security reported the damage after Dzuhur around 13:00. To confirm the problem of damage to what extent, the security must also wait for confirmation from the IPSRS section."

To my knowledge, IPSRS stands for Hospital Facilities Maintenance Installation and Infrastructure. That is, a functional unit to carry out technical activities of installation, maintenance and repair so that facilities that support health services in hospitals, namely facilities, infrastructure and health equipment are always in a decent state.

"It's too coincidental! Is Mr Sabil sure there's no conspiracy?!" Mr. Zulfikar's tone is back in excitement.

"As long as there's no evidence, we can't do anything about it, sir. My team has also confirmed to the medical personnel working in your room. But they say if the CCTV damage is not their tupoksi to find out. Their job is only to focus on health services" said Mr. Sabil.

"really. *For a while, h*it's all I can say. I'm gonna hang up on him, sir."

"Please, thanks for the info." Call ended.

"Bad! There must be people stuffed with money!" frangipani.

"Sir, you can't curse" I said.

"It's my business! My lips! Whether I want to curse or not!" said. Now turning his face.

"Sir, I'm still your wife. Is it okay you're angry in front of a pregnant wife?"

"Enough. No need to advise me. If you don't like what I'm saying, you better just go" he said.

I was surprised by his words. However, why does her angry style look cute 'sih? Instead of igniting my emotions, his anger made me anxious. So want to bite his full lips that are increasingly pursed when choking. Uh, why am I even thinking that way?

"Well, I'm happy with your attitude like this. At five o'clock in the afternoon, I promise to get out of here soon." As you move.

"Go from here? Where are you going?" His face was panicked.

"You kicked me out, right? You told me to go yourself." I continued my steps.

"What's? Hanin, wait. I mean go to the waiting room. Not from here," he said. Turns out, she hasn't been able to maximize her acting to pretend that she doesn't care about me.

"I'm seriously getting out of here, sir. What's the point of me being here if I don't do anything, and you don't want me to, do you?"

"You really want to go?"

"Yes" I answered.

"Will I leave if I want to be fed?"

"Mr ...." I'm reversing. Seriously, I can't bear to hear his voice either.

"Don't go, I want to eat" he said. I spontaneously smiled as I approached. Immediately pick up the food tray and prepare to feed it.

"But ... After this, you also eat yes." I nodded and started to feed him.

"Can you not look at me constantly?" my protest.

"Can't."

"Why?"

"I don't have to explain. Because I explained, you never want to hear me" he replied.

"Oh, so yeah. All right, please look at me as you please."

"Ohhhuk, uhhuk." He suddenly coughed. I panicked right away. Quickly give him some drinking water with trembling hands.

But just as he swallowed his drinking water, Zulfikar suddenly vomited. I was shocked because what he spewed out was neither food nor water. Except blood.

"Sir, I-I want to call a doctor! Wait!" So panicked, I forgot the bell. He even ran to the nurse station.

"Dear, just press the bell." With great difficulty, Zulfikar awakened me.

"Oh, yes. Sorry sir, I forgot." While pressing the bell.

After pressing the bell, I just realized that she called me 'honey.' again.' Because his expression showed pain. I spontaneously embraced him.

"Sir, get well soon, yes" I said.

"Sa-honey .., don't go, don't leave me. Stay with me." Even discussing that. He had just vomited blood.

"Don't talk about that first." I held it tight.

"You're not seriously going, are you? Hanin, earlier .. I tried to ignore you. But I can't, baby. Even if it's just pretending, the fact .. I can't let you go" she explained along with the arrival of doctors and nurses.

I took off my arms as the doctor started to examine them.

"Hemorrhage comes from trauma in the respiratory tract. It's his body's response. Supposedly, the blood was coming out of the nose, but because Mr. Zulfikar was choking, so it came out of the mouth" the doctor said. The explanation makes me a little calm.

"To prevent recurrent bleeding, during the observation period, Mr. Zulfikar will be given liquid diit first yes," he added.

"All right, Doc."

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Even though the night is up. I closed the hospital curtains after looking at the street lights that began to be lit until it presented a glittering impression as far as the eyes could see. I enjoyed the night panorama from the hospital balcony with trembling legs and cold sweat.

Then return to the room holding onto the wall.

"Why should you hang out on the balcony? Aren't you a phobia of heights?"

"I'm curious, sir. Mmm, guts test," I said. Then take a tissue to wipe the sweat on my temples.

"If you have prayed Maghrib, then call again the house people dear. How come Juju hasn't come yet? Wonder me," he said.

Yes, I am also surprised because Juju ma'am or Reza sir never arrived. I've called Gendis' sister but she hasn't been picked up. According to Mr. Zulfikar's orders, I also called Mr. Yuze and Mr. Aksa, but the same with Mr. Gendis, they did not raise my call. Why yes?

"Not lifted, sir," I explained.

"Try my dear Brotherhood sir's phone, use my HP."

"Good."

On the third ring, the Brotherhood sir picked it up. After I answered his greetings, the Brotherhood sir immediately said a sentence that confused me.

"Bu Daini, get away first. There's something important I have to say."

I then moved away slowly, Zulfikar looked at me while knitting his eyebrows.

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"What's up, sir? Don't worry me." I asked with my heart beating fast.

"Bu Daini took a deep breath. The problem is very strange. Mr. Zulfikar don't know about this. I entrust you to accompany Mr. Zulfikar while in the hospital." Mr. Brotherhood spoke quickly with an irregular breathing voice. I'm getting tense.

"Sir, w-what's wrong? Why?" Nothing yet, my knees are weak. I sat on the couch to be more calm.

"Pak Aksa was in an accident. His car was hit by an unknown person."

"W-what?! Innalillah." Mouth gaping. I almost dropped the phone from my grasp.

"How chronological, sir? Wh-why can? What is the condition now? It's fine, right?" My tears fell for a moment.

"Sorry Mrs Daini, for now, I can't explain it. The case is being handled by the police. Mr. Aksanya is in a coma. He is being treated at Mitra Keluarga Hospital. The big family has gathered. Journalists have also gathered, but from the family no one has done the preskon."

"That's it, Miss Daini, sorry I can't say much. My lawyers and I are busy banning journalists from publicizing this accident before any family approval."

Then the call ended when my body was squeezed and my head was still filled with a million questions.

Astaghfirullahaladzim, what is this? Why the test in Pak Aksa's family so tangled.

I have been preaching many times and I hope that all I have heard is a dream.

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"What's wrong? What did the Brotherhood say?" When I returned, Zulfikar asked immediately.

"The Brotherhood said ... at the house of Mr. Aksa many guests, everyone is busy. So, I'm assigned to look after you."

"really? Tidy up, you're pregnant, baby. You can't be tired."

"There's a nurse, sir. The nurse can help me." I tried hard to hide this confusion by spreading a smile.

Then, the derogatory sentence of the Goddess Mother some time ago re-enacted. Lady Goddess once said that my presence is a unlucky carrier. Astarghfirullah's. I shook off that feeling and convinced myself that this was all fate. Madam Goddess just origin speak.

"Darling, why daydream?"

"It's okay, sir."

"Oiya Hanin, how come I feel unsettled huh? Get me my HP again baby, I'll call my papa," he said.

"Please, Sir."

"So unappointed, now papa's HP is inactive. My mom's not active either." He looks upset.

"Yes already, I just rest. I'll pray and read the Qur'an near you."

"Well," he said with a sigh.

When I finished praying, I was trapped and could not help but cry. I sobbed while covering my face with my face. I know Mr. Zulfikar is looking at me. I tried not to cry. But .. I can't help it.

After praying, I stood up to greet him. I kissed his hand. This guilt grew even more profound after hearing the news.

"Sir, I'm sorry ...."

"You have nothing wrong, no need to apologize." He rubbed the back of my hand.

"Huuu ...." I can't speak anymore. Back crying.

"Hanin .. I so often see you cry and grieve. You were really unhappy when you were by my side. If by farewell your tears will cease, then .. with a heavy heart .. I will grant it. .. ma-tonight also." Mr. Zulfikar's voice was shaking. I'm down, what does that mean ---.

"Sir--." My words choked. I stared and bowed, my heart pounding.

"Da-Daini Hanindiya Princess Sadikin --."

"Yes, sir."

"I-I'm your mentality, talak one," he said.

I gawked, held my chest, and held my weight by holding the edge of the patient's bed.

"You are from now on you are no longer my wife." While turning his face and wiping his tears that fell when he said that sentence.

My body sagged to the floor and was helpless.

...~Tbc~...