Forced to Share a Bed
Must Be Ready to Be a Lip Fruit [Part 2]

I watched and listened to all his words and attitudes. After the Maghrib prayer, I saw him kissing Zulfi's hand in a way that I thought was unusual.

He held tightly to Zulfi's hand, then sniffed the hand while lowering his head. Then kissed the back of Zulfi's hand using his nose and lips in complete reverence.

Next, kiss and sniff Zulfi's palm three times. Then Zulfi kissed Hanin's head and forehead. I was surprised to see that sight.

Envied? I don't know.

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The scenery in the taichan satai is no less interesting, the woman really keeps her eyes from meeting with the opposite sex. As he passed in front of others, he bowed politely and said ....

"I'm sorry, excuse me."

His politeness was beyond doubt, he also spread smiles to mothers or women. Even chatting familiarly with street child buskers.

The way he ate was not out of my sight. He was so grateful and appreciated the food. He left no marks on his plate. Continue licking the tip of his fingers.

Besides, he was also busy himself bringing the drinks closer to me and Zulfi. I even asked ....

"Sir Dhimas wants what drink? Does the name want to be added?"

He also helped Zulfi separate the chicken skin and the meat. Zulfi does not like chicken skin. After eating, he asked Zulfi for permission to buy rice and chicken.

"What's it for, baby?" ask Zulfi.

"For the cat sir. Last time, on the way, I saw a stray cat."

Geez, this woman is really rare.

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Sure enough, on the way, when he saw a stray cat, he asked me to pull over the car.

She feeds the cats while petting them. When Zulfi got out of the car, I got down too.

The three of us ended up chatting with a stray cat. Again, I stole a look. This woman carries a positive aura.

Did he do this because he wanted to get a plus from Zulfi? Could he have pretended to be nice to attract the Antasena family's sympathy? But, seeing how Secilia liked her, I thought, this woman is indeed sincere.

After returning to the car, he again asked Zulfi for permission to borrow a cell phone. It seems, will continue reading the echo. He doesn't waste his time on unimportant things.

"Hoam," he yawned, covering his mouth with a palm.

"The wreck is here, baby." Zulfi grabbed his shoulder.

"Hmm, if you say yes."

"Will not feel bad, baby. Just go to sleep, when I get there, I'll wake up."

Zul rubbed his shoulders, then kissed his forehead. I was breathing. Wants him not to peek. But ... I was curious.

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Though, Aksa om just scheduled to go home tomorrow morning, but the media crew has already arrived.

The atmosphere in the yard of Aksa's house looks crowded. My car is parked in front of the gate. Waiting for the right time to get in there. The woman is still sleeping. Zulfi had not woken her.

"Zul, it's good that we avoid the media. How about you take her somewhere else?"

"There's no need to arrange for me Dhimas. I can choose my own way of life. I'm tired of hiding from this marriage. I just wanted to tell the world I had it."

"But you have to think about his feelings and comfort. Is she comfortable if she suddenly becomes a lip? In addition, most large families must have known that you are polygamous. After the incident, I'm sure Gendis or Aunt Yuze must have explained it. The problem is Angraita. If you need to, you're talking to her with four eyes to keep your scandal a secret."

"The scandal you said?! This is not a scandal, Dhimas!" he continued until Dainipun woke up

"Sorry baby, surprised huh?" Zulfi awakens his wife by accident.

"No problem, sir. Oh my, have you arrived?" While tidying up her hijab.

"Sir Director!" A worker approached my car and knocked on the glass.

"What's wrong?" I opened the glass.

"Sir Dhimas, I have to speak to the Director."

"What's that 'clean?" Zulfi lowered his head.

"Sir, Yuze said, Bu Daini must be hidden immediately. There are media that already know the identity of Bu Daini," he explained.

"What?!"

Zulfi and I were shocked. When I looked, the woman looked agitated.

"Yes, Sir. The media asked for confirmation. They came here to reform the issue, not to welcome Mr. Aksa," he added.

"Bad! This must be Angraita!" my dug.

In fact, I've tried not to care about their problems.

"So soon, I'll call mama first." Zulfi tried to contact Aunt Yuze.

"Kok not lifted 'sih?!"

He looks pissed. I also tried to contact Gendis.

"Dhimas, you take Zul and Daini away from here. Secilia let me take care. Hurry along!" exclamation Gendis.

Then the call was cut off before I said anything.

"But, Ma." Zul is making a call with aunt Yuze.

"Sir Dhimas, Mr. Director, hurry! It looks like the reporters will be here" said the guard, pointing to a crowd of reporters who were aware of Zulfi's whereabouts.

"Damn!" Zulfi disconnects the call with aunt Yuze.

"What is Mr Director?"

"His young wife was there too!"

"Sir Director!"

The reporters ran outside the gate to reach my car. They also lighted their cameras.

The daini?

The beautiful woman trembled, she covered her face with a headscarf. She must be scared.

"Relax baby, there I am." Zulfi.

"Huks." She cried.

"Dhimas, get going!"

Zulfi was riled up after hearing his cries. I also. Her sadness and fear lurked in my memory.

"Difficult Zul! My car's stuck in another car!" my lament. My eyes circulated looking for a gap to leave before the reporter came.

Be late.

They've been swarming my car. Some even shot the camera through the windshield.

"Sir Zul, we want to talk."

"Yes sir, open the door sir!"

"We need an explanation, Father!"

They keep on slamming. Zulfi shook his head, he slapped the woman's head on his chest.

"Why do you prefer young leaves?"

They seem to forget about journalistic ethics. Though it has been driven by security officers who guard the house om Aksa and security officers complex. But keep on insisting.

There was an act of push-pushing, tug-of-war, and elbow-pushing between security officers and media crews.

"Is the woman in the car the actor?"

"Hey, you! If you're not an actor, tell us quickly!"

There was also the mouth of a journalist who did not eat school. They just accused. Even though I don't know what the case is yet. But I don't want to judge him as an actor.

"Hold-hold!"

"Hey! Don't play rough 'dong!" The atmosphere is chaotic.

'Tiii.'

I turned on the horn to get the car in front of me to slide. All right, I hit a little bit for the owner to realize.

'Bruk's.' I bumped into.

"What if they come to Bandung, sir?"

"Relax baby, everything's gonna be fine."

"Huks, I don't have a problem being slandered. But ... I don't want my family to be a scapegoat because of this, '" he said.

"Sshhhh .., be patient baby. I'll find a way out."

"Sir, did I just meet a reporter? What can?" her door.

I'm sorry, I feel sorry for that woman.

"No dear. I'm not ridho your face is exposed. For a while, we dodged ya."

"Until when, sir? Huus ...."

"Look, you stay in the car with Dhimas. I'm the one who came out. I'll explain to them."

"No sir, if you come out, I'll come too."

"Zul, you have to finalize the plan first. Just do the preskon. Don't act alone Zul. Involve the police, lawyers and extended family as well. I'm ready to help, too" I bargained.

"What do you think, baby?"

"If I can't see a reporter, it means .. It's up to you."

'Savvy.' The sound of whistles.

There's cops. Thankfully, they must have been called by one of my family.

"Dissolve!" shouting police. They broke up while muttering in annoyance.

Zulfi finally agreed to go back to the apartment.

For the first time, I was a private driver. What try for. What's it for stealing a look at that woman? It's crazy 'sih. But, the fact is that.

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He's afraid of heights" explains Zulfi.

We were in the elevator to the unit. He's turned his back on the glass. Then Zulfi's phone rang.

"Yes Wi, what's wrong?"

"...."

"Wi, Mas can't go home now. Conditions at home are precarious. There are journalists too. Anyway, tonight is my schedule with Hanin."

"...."

"Astaghfirullah, well I follow your will, but it's a bit late." While closing the call with a huffed face.

"If indeed the schedule is with Daini, yes you must be firm Zul," I protested.

"Already Dhimas! You don't know shit. Don't interfere!" his jolt.

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Upon arriving at the unit, Daini still had time to serve cakes and make sweet tea for me and Zul. Even though he was in trouble, he still smiled when he invited me and Zul to enjoy the drinks and cakes.

"Darling, I have to go. I can't stay here long. We must immediately negotiate to overcome the prejudices of journalists. It's likely to be preskon tonight too."

"Sorry, this is all because of me." He bowed while wiping his tears.

"Dear, don't ever blame yourself again. It's destiny. You're the one who often reminds me that this problem is a destiny to face, right?" Zul cupped his cheeks. I just shut up and listen.

If only I hadn't broken the norm, I'd very much like to ask Zulfi for permission to accompany him. Astaghfirullah, what do I think 'cure? I grabbed my own hair.

"Dhimas you to the parking lot first yes, I will follow," he kicked it out.

"Yes." Yeah."

I also passed after a moment of looking at him. He doesn't seem happy living with Zulfi.

Why would he sacrifice himself and choose to be stuck in this complicated household life? Why take another woman's bed? What don't-don't ....

Should he share a bed?

In the elevator, I was daydreaming. Funnily enough, the woman's face and figure continued to fill my imagination.

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Daini Hanindiya Princess Sadikin

"Are you okay with being left alone?"

"Yes, Sir. I'll pray that you and your family can handle this."

"Back from my mother's house, I'll meet the Goddess. Probably can't stay here."

"It's okay, sir," I said.

"Strong, baby. I'm sure this matter will pass soon." I nodded weakly.

"Sir, please try not to disturb my family. Please," lament.

"I'll try to be dear, but .. You also have to be sincere because you are ready or not ready, your name will definitely be dragged."

"God willing, I am sincere" I replied.

Before leaving, he kissed my lips a few times. Then kissed my stomach, then hugged me for a long time. I tried so hard not to cry anymore.

'Ning-nong.'

Moments after Mr. Zulfikar left, the unit bell rang. I'm shocked.

Who yeah?

Get closer to see it. Slowly peeking. There were two women and a man. Everyone wears masks. I don't know them.

Open it?

Don'tdon't?

I hesitated to open it because my heart suddenly beat fast.

Rabb, what should I do?

...~Tbc~...