Forced to Share a Bed
Must Be Ready to Be a Lip Fruit [Part 1]

Dhimas Pradhana Antasena

"Take my car, Zul! Hurry along! Oh baby, Daddy's gone for a minute. Go and bring your pretty sister first." I'm panicking. The woman fainted because of me. I regret.

"Stop praising my wife, Dhimas! Once this matter is over, I will make another calculation!" Zulfi's mad.

"What?! Wife?! Zul's wife?!"

Everyone except Gendis and Aunt Yuze were shocked beyond measure. Yes, they must not have known that this woman was Zulfi's wife other than the Goddess.

"Surge! Hurry along!" Again, I flipped through the crowd to have Zulfi free to head for the garage.

"Tante, Gendis, quickly explain to us! Who's that woman?" ask Wulan, my sister.

"Wulan, this is not the time to ask! You help me get my car keys! She's pregnant!" While running after Zulfi, I ruled over Wulan.

"What?! Pregnant?!" They were surprised for the umpteenth time.

Wulan didn't ask anymore. He ran to get the key in the guest room. Then throw the car keys in my hand when we're in the garage.

"Quick dong, Dhimas! You are a turtle?! Slow right!" shouted Zulfi.

Workers in the garage opened the car door. Some set the middle seat so that the position is half-seated.

Panicking, I sat in the middle seat. I'm dejavu. This reminds me of taking Maya to the hospital when she was about to give birth to Cecilia.

"Dhimas Pradhana! You seriously don't want to help me!" Zulfi added emotion. I realized my mistake, immediately crawled to move to the steering wheel.

After wearing the seat belt and making sure Zulfi is ready. I also use gas.

I drove the wheel at high speed leaving the area of Aksa's house and the gaze of panic, astonishment, and anxiety of my extended family who happened to be at the house om Aksa.

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"Don't speed too much! You are crazy Dhimas! Keep safety too! Don't speed! It can be quick but it must be safe!"

"Bawel you Zul! I also have a calculation!" as if.

Every now and then, I stare in the rearview mirror to see the state of the woman. He lay weakly on Zul's lap. His pale face began to blush. I'm a little relieved.

"Focus on the road! Don't look at my wife!"

Haish, I just found out that the fierce and weak side of Zulfi is in this woman. Does Zulfi really love this woman? Has he forgotten Angel?

"Casual 'dong, Zul. Oiya, I'm sorry if my words offended you." I spoke slowly to dampen his emotions.

From the bottom of my heart, honestly .. I felt a strange beating when I first met him. Her shady gaze, her beautiful facial lines, as well as her sexy and natural red lips ---.

"Dhimas, beware!!!"

Zulfi. I woke up and immediately avoided. Geez, just barely hit a roadblock.

"Astaghfirullah, Dhamas!" Zulfi beristighfar repeatedly.

"Sorry," I said.

He sighed while shaking his head. I can think of someone else's wife. Wh why? Whyaa? It felt like shouting while slapping Zulfi's cheek.

"Hoey." The woman called Daini suddenly vomited.

"Dear, Hanin? Are you conscious?" Zulfi patted his back slowly. Then he made it so that the woman could bow.

"Hoey."

She literally threw up in my expensive car, but I couldn't get angry and didn't want to get angry. Full consciousness if he's like this because of me.

"Just spit it out, baby. When it comes out it is usually relieved."

Zulfi kept massaging her, and I accidentally saw the woman's shoulder because her veil was blotted out of Zulfi's hand.

MasyaaAllah's.

I tried to wake myself up while thrusting the tissue box.

"Sir ... can the car stop first?" ogre.

"Dhimas stop."

"Yes" I replied briefly. Immediately pull over where I think is most suitable for shelter.

"How dear? Already eaten?"

Zulfi asked while cleaning Daini's lips and mouth area. I took the initiative out of the car to buy some warm tea.

By the time I got back, Zulfi and Daini or Hanin were already outside the car. Daini sat on the sidewalk. Zulfi massaged his shoulders.

"Here, warm sweet tea. At the drink." I gave the drink to Zulfi.

"Pregnant women are not good at drinking tea. Because tea can inhibit the absorption of iron in the blood," explained Zulfi. He refused drinks from me.

"If it doesn't matter to Zul. Just don't overdo it. Zul, remember yes, the problem of making children and producing children, I think I'm more experienced than you. The proof, you see Caecilia" I said.

"Sir Dhimas is right, I'm limp, sir. Can I have that sweet tea? Sedikiiit only, but .. if you still can't, it doesn't matter 'kok. I don't drink," he said.

He spoke without looking at me. His gaze focused on Zulfi.

"Yes already, may darling. But not much. What matters is that your stomach is warm. The clinic's close again, 'kok. Once you're calm, we'll continue the journey."

He nodded while smiling. Her smile is so sweet. His teeth were neat and white. Looks healthy and well-groomed. His face really had a selling point. I'm sure when he is aligned with any famous actress, his charm will be difficult to match.

Geez Zul, where did you get a woman like this?

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"Sir Dhimas, I'm sorry. The car got hit by my vomit" he said. We were already in the car.

"No problem. After all, it was just water. It doesn't smell either. It is precisely I who apologize for hurting you," I said. Back to the wheel.

"Anyway, if anything happens to Hanin's womb, I will sue you, Dhimas!"

"Just go ahead, Zul. I'm ready 'kok.

Along the way, they looked friendly. They put their hands together, look at each other, and throw a smile.

It sucks!

I'm a goat congek. I didn't expect Zulfi's gaze to go that deep. In fact, he used to be very crazy about Angel.

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Finally, we arrived at the clinic.

"Whose husband?" The officer was a little confused.

"Me" Zulfi said.

I kept quiet, but kept stealing glances when I had the chance. Curious about his identity.

I sat in the waiting room. From here, I could see Zulfi and Daini being planted. After being implanted, they were invited to the gynecological and obstetric examination room for ultrasound.

I hope he and his body are okay. I waited as I reminisced about the beginning of my meeting with the woman.

Wh why? Why is he favored by a cecilia? Why does Secilia want her to be her new mommy? Cecilia and Daini first met.

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About thirty minutes later, Zulfi and Hanin came out of the USG room.

Zulfi clasped his hand. Zulfi's face looked sumringah. With that woman's face. I tried to be ordinary so that my nervousness when dealing with the woman was disguised.

"Dhamas." Zulfi suddenly hugged me.

"Let go, don't hug!" I brushed.

"Dhimas, my son is fine. I'm happy," obviously.

"Alhamdulillah," I said.

"Next month, the gender is known. I'm curious."

"How many months?" I'm chit-talking.

"Early next month will enter the age of 19 weeks of pregnancy. My wife is pregnant with twins, Dhimas."

"Twin?"

I was surprised and of course happy. Many Antasena families have twins. Including brother. My sister is also a twin. Wulandari Nawang Antasena and Wilandari Nawari Antasena.

"Do you need to be treated?" my many.

"Alhamdulillah is unnecessary. Says the doctor, the important thing is to get enough rest and consume a balanced nutritious diet." From earlier, the one who spoke Zulfi continued. In fact, I want to hear his voice.

"Yes, that means we go home. If possible before Maghrib should be at home." I also moved.

He wanted to walk in front of them. There was a bad feeling when I saw their affection. Something is wrong with my feelings. I shouldn't have admired married women.

But ... what power, this feeling just pops up and happens so fast. Then at the same time, Sesilia also likes the woman with a big hijab and glam.

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After being in my car, he was busy cleaning up his vomit marks with tissue. But Zulfi and I prevented it. Although her parents are beautiful, she does not clean up.

Now, the woman called Zulfi by the name of Hanin is opening the Quran app using Zulfi's mobile phone. It seemed, he was just reading her recitation. Because his lips are not crabbed. But his clear eyeballs seemed to roll.

'Kruwuuuk.'

I don't know whose stomach is ringing. I vaguely heard that voice.

"Eh, sorry. It was the noise of my intestines," he said. I just shut up. Pretending not to listen.

"Hahaha, hungry, baby? Dhimas, how about we pray Maghrib in Istiqlal Mosque only? After the prayer, we stop by the Sate Taichan Senayan."

"Whatever," I replied.

"Great, thank you, sir" he said.

How could she call 'father' to her own husband? This sounds weird, 'sih. But, it's kind of funny. Finally, I turned around to grant Zulfi's request.

That is, a visit to the national mosque of the Republic of Indonesia located in the former Wilhelmina Park. This magnificent mosque is located northeast of Medan Merdeka Square in the middle of which stands the National Monument or Monas.

"Well, the fountain lights are beautiful, sir?" Pointing to the Central Fountain Park Senayan.

"You just saw it?" ask Zul.

"Yes, Sir. I rarely play. Out of the boarding house just to go to the office, the market, and to the minimarket," he replied.

Hmm, interesting.

...~Tbc~...