Forced to Share a Bed

Forced to Share a Bed
Hard Spanking


Daini Hanindiya Princess Sadikin


I enjoyed the rain in a still lying face towards the balcony. It's like a hotel room. Who would have thought if this room is a special room intended for couples who will follow the baby tube program.


The rain this afternoon is quite big. Uniquely, the outpouring is allowed to flow through the glass balcony. My eyes keep staring there. To the top of the buildings that are blocked by fog. I was warm under the blanket.


After serving him, I fell asleep. Usually take a shower, but this time, for some reason, I'm lazy to take a shower. I'm going to shower later. Cold air is one of the reasons why I'm so lazy.


From under the blanket, I stroked my stomach. Earlier, Mr. Zulfikar's warm hands were still hugging my body. I don't know when Mr. Zulfikar left. So, I don't know why he left without telling me or waking me up first.


Then I pondered because I remembered the attitude of Mr. Zulfikar. Earlier, while holding his specimen, he seemed to hesitate. He even said ....


"Darling, I doubt it. I'm actually not one hundred percent sure about this baby tube program."


"Bismillah, sir. May this program be a good intermediary for the mother Goddess and also for both parties. I mean, with Miss Dewi pregnant, the heir to the Antesena family will not be looked at one eye again. Because, your child with Miss Goddess is different status with children born from my womb. In any case, your family and the family of Miss Dewi is a distinguished family. So, inevitably, the status of the heirs and successors of the family must be taken into account," I explained at the time.


Hearing my opinion, Mr. Zulfikar only sighed while nodding. Then hugged me and daydreamed. I don't know what he's thinking.


"Why, Sir?" my much at that time.


"Emm .. It's okay, baby. I just want to daydream. It doesn't matter, does it?"


"Want to daydream? 'How come there are people who deliberately want to daydream? Just this time I heard the term want to daydream."


"Keep, I have to say I want to fuck again, do you?" Berguyon.


"Yes, if you want to daydream, yes please. Continue."


Then I turned my body to face him.


"Because there are twins, so you can't hold you freely" he said. Then she came back to kiss my stomach.


I smiled when I remembered it. But, I'm a little upset. The reason for that is because he forbade me from reusing my clothes.


"Let's go, baby, ban it.


"When?" my many.


"Emm, just later. Still want to hug you in this state," he replied.


I obey too. Then coiled spoiled in his warm embrace. I also crave the scent of his body that until now has not been relieved from my sense of smell. Yes, the distinctive fragrance of his body is still attached to the pillow and bolster. Body spray is unusual. I once accidentally saw the bill note shopping. The price of perfume is very expensive.


I once wanted to forbid him from buying or using expensive items. But, come to think of it, I feel there is no right to forbid it. He's wealthy. The lifestyle of the rich is like that. He also said ....


"It's not expensive, 'kok. There are still many that cost much more than this. I'm not the brand-crazy type of person. The important thing is that it works the same and I like it."


"Hmm, it's been a while."


Where is Zulfikar?


I miss him back. We just got through something beautiful and fun together. Geez, if you remember, like to be ashamed of yourself.


He said he had done it with the Goddess. Doesn't matter. For me and the Goddess are his wives.


Then, sir Zulfikar is strong huh?


The proof is that he can serve two women in close proximity.


Wait for.


If Mr. Zulfikar had slept first with the Goddess ma'am, it should have been .. His hair was wet, right? But, 'ok, it wasn't wet? The body also does not smell of soap. Her hair did not smell like shampoo, and the scent I smelled was her hair oil. I knit my eyebrows.


Maybe it was dry time? My mind was moving everywhere. Is it possible that Mr. Zulfikar forgot? I mean, forgot to take a bath yet?


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'Tok tock.' Someone knocked on the door.


Who yeah? 'Don't say hello? Is he a doctor? The nurse? Is it possible, Mr Zulfikar? Well, how's this? I'm still plain.


"Awhile," I said.


Get out of bed immediately. Slightly grimacing from feeling something. Mr. Zulfikar had already tidied up my shirt, placed in the hanging cabinet. I rolled my body with a blanket.


'Tok tock.'


The door was knocked again. It sounds louder than before.


"Sorry, who is it?" ask me in a loud voice. I thought, Mr. Zulfikar never knocks on the door without saying hello.


"I'm Goddess! Quickly open the door!"


Deg, I'm surprised. So surprised, the clothes I just held until they fell.


"Hurry to open Daini! Or I'm yelling!"


"Y-yes, Brother."


Worried that the Goddess ma'am caused a commotion, I immediately approached the door. I just wore a hijab. My body is still covered in a blanket. The door of this room is like a hotel, if closed from the outside, will be automatically locked.


The Goddess entered in a hurry. Red-faced face. I closed the door in confusion and fear.


"K-Broh ...." I don't know what to say.


"So you're here?! I guessed! No one should be in the waiting room!" he shouted while looking at me from head to toe.


"K-Sister, I---."


"Hey! Did you sleep with my husband?!" as usual. Closer and stare at the blanket covering my body.


"Cn ... emm ... K-Sir .. a-I--."


'PLAQUE.' The Goddess slapped me. His eyes were red.


"Gr ...." I spontaneously stirred, holding my cheek.


"Crazy for you?! You're still b u g i l?! You perjakor!" Now pull my hijab


"Bad! Why are you sleeping with my husband, huhh?!" Then pull my hand. I held myself back so that the blanket I was wearing did not come off.


"Sister, I-I did it because Mr. Zulfikar asked. He said he wanted to pick the best specimen" I explained.


"Basic itching!"


'PLAQUE.' Slapped me back. I'm not fighting back. Keep holding the blanket tight.


"K-Sister, I'm-I'm his wife. I'm also entitled to have Mr. Zulfikar."


"You dare to fight me, huh?! You know, woman don't know herself!"


The Goddess ma'am seemed to be about to claw my face. I dodge. Running as I can. My purpose is the bathroom. May Mr. Zulfikar come quickly.


"Don't run you, j a l a n g!" The Goddess is chasing.


She managed to catch my body when I almost held the bathroom door handle.


"Sister, golly. I-I'm sorry." I kneel. It means to protect my stomach.


"Right now answer! Was Zul no problem fucking you?!" Holding my chin until my head turned up.


"I-I mean Sister Goddess a-what?"


"Don't pretend to be innocent! Answer me!"


"I-I don't understand what you mean. Su-really."


Mr. Zulfikar arrives. The Goddess was surprised. He jerked my head. I almost hit my head against the wall. When Miss Dewi let her guard down from looking at the exit, I immediately went into the bathroom and locked the door.


In the bathroom, my heart was racing. I held myself back from crying. But in fact, these tears still break down.


"Huks."


"Where's Hanin?"


Apparently, Dewi's mother opened the door and Zulfikar's sir had entered the room. I had no intention of eavesdropping, but their conversation was clear.


"He's taking a shower! Mas, why did you lie to me?! Did you hand over a specimen of the result of screwing the Daini?!"


"If so why? There's no harm, is there?"


I was shocked after hearing his explanation. Because as far as I know, Mr. Zulfikar deliberately did it to choose the best specimen.


Is he lying to me? Has Mr Zulfikar not done it with the Goddess's mom yet?


"You hurt my feelings, Mom! You lied to me! You said you'd take the specimen your own way! Why use Daini's intermediary?! I'm not going to, Mas! I don't want my egg fertilized from an adulterous specimen between you and the Daini!"


Astaghfirullah ....


The hatred of the Goddess ma'am towards me was ingrained. He accused me and Mr. Zulfikar of adultery. That sentence made my heart ache until these tears were even more so.


"I'm tired of fighting with you, Wi. How to do it, that's my right. Anyway, I've tried to do it with you. But it didn't work, did it? Never mind, I'm tired. We've got this discussion. I have granted your request. This matter should not be debated anymore."


"Can't be! Quickly cancel the specimen you just gave me! I want it replaced with a new specimen! It is better if taken directly by a doctor!"


"Wi, please don't force me! I don't want to!" reject sir Zulfikar.


"Good, okay! If you don't want to, that means you're ready for the consequences, Mom!"


"You mean?"


"Remember Mas! Vidio's in my hand!"


Vidio's? I don't get it. What does vidio mean?


"Sy base! I'm really sorry about this match!"


"Hahaha, so you agreed to retake the sample?"


"Okay, I agree!" firmly Mr. Zulfikar.


"Well, my dong. The procedure doesn't hurt 'kok, Mas. The doctor said, it feels like a regular injection."


"I've agreed to it. So, there's nothing we should talk about anymore, right? Then, please come out!"


"I want to stay here, Mom. I have to make sure that the doctor has taken the specimen from your body. I don't want to be lied to anymore."


"Okay, but please don't do anything that makes me angry again. In this room there is Hanin. Please take care of your attitude."


"So attitude? You mean keep an attitude towards the Daini? Hahaha, don't dream, Mas. Until now, I have no intention to treat the Daini well. After all, other than the actor, he is also younger than me. Natural laws apply, Mommy. The young must respect the older."


"Yes, it's up to you. Sayaaang," call Mr. Zulfikar. From his voice, I was sure that he was approaching the bathroom.


"Romantic once you call him 'honey.' Where's the 'love' call you used to call me, Mom? You're not fair."


"I also want him to use the word 'love' again. But you have to introspect yourself first."


"You're the one who should be introspecting yourself, Mas. Not me."


"Haniiin," called me back.


"I'm not done yet. It's a long time," I said.


"Don't be long, afraid to catch a cold," he said.


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After that, I couldn't hear their conversation anymore. The quarrel of Mr. Zulfikar and Miss Dewi made me feel even more guilty. Although the attitude of Miss Dewi is outrageous, but .. I can't hate her.


While cleaning myself, I daydreamed because I thought about the problem of vidio that was said by Mother Goddess. Right, I have to find out. Must ask Zulfikar sir.


"Honey, here's the shirt."


Turns out, Mr. Zulfikar realized that my shirt was still in the closet. Mercifully. I opened the door slowly. A moment of head.


"Relax, the Goddess is not here." Mr. Zulfikar stretched out my shirt.


"The goddess is called a doctor" he added.


"Oh, thank you, sir." Taking my clothes.


"Hanin, wait." Even go into the bathroom.


"Mr already took a shower, right? Get out," throw me out.


"Why are your cheeks red?" He doesn't care what I say. Focus on the former slap of the Goddess.


"It's like a slap. The goddess slapped you?" he cupped my cheek.


"Ti--"


"Don't lie. Don't hide anything from me, Hanindiya. Understood?" emphatically. His face looks riled up.


"True, did the Goddess slap you?"


"Mr ...." I lowered my head while holding the end of the folded towel on my chest.


"The goddess is absolutely outrageous! I have to make a calculation!"


"Sir, wait." I held her hand as she was about to move.


"Don't stop me" he said. Slipping my hand.


"Sir, please don't go." I took the initiative to hug his back until his steps stopped.


"Bu Dewi will go through the embryo transfer process. Please don't stress him out. I am patient yes. I'm fine, 'kok. My cheeks are fine."


"But dear, the Goddess has already exceeded the limit. In fact, I've warned her a lot not to hurt you."


"I know, Sir. But, are you sure your actions can change the attitude of Miss Dewi? Not necessarily, right? Save me, it's better if you don't fight it. Sir, just like me, Miss Dewi also needs your support and attention."


"Darling, you don't understand."


"If a burning fire can be extinguished with water, why don't we just become water? I mean, if the Goddess is the fire, we have to act as the water.


"All right, I'll follow your advice." Mr. Zulfikar kisses my reddened cheeks.


"Yes, I'm going to the pharmacy first. I'm sorry, I didn't tell you, you were sound. I can't disturb your sleep. Oiya, the waiting room has provided food. He was taken with the bodyguard. After this, you wait for me in the waiting room." Again, peck my cheek.


I'm nodding. I wanted to ask you about that Vidio. But, I feel that this time is not right. Next time only.


"Dear, thank you for that." While smiling.


"Thank you for what?"


"For everything. Because your existence makes me stronger and more patient."


"Together," I said. Then kiss his hand before Zulfikar leaves.


...~Tbc~...