Forced to Share a Bed
Sabillum

Iptu Sabil Sabilungan

IPTU (Police Inspector One) is the first officer of the second level in the Indonesian Police. That is, the rank above Police Inspector Two or under the Adjunct Police Commissioner, the symbol of my rank in the Police unit for IPTU is 2 gold beams.

My position is Kasi Propam in charge of assisting the Police Chief in formulating general or principal wisdom in the field of fostering Provos functions in the Police environment, implementing and implementing law enforcement functions and other regulations, order and discipline, and security in the police environment.

Propram is the Division of Profession and Security or commonly referred to as one of the elements of supervisors and leadership assistants in the field of professional coaching and security in the internal environment of the police organization. The Polri Propam Division is directly under the Capolri.

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Well, what's it for me to explain all that. Point is, I'm a cop. Point. Profession that is often cornered and reviled by the public and related parties.

Actually, this weekend I'm off. But, yeah, that's it.

Got a friend of that conglomerate, good not no. It's good, not good too much. Sometimes, they just want to ask for my help, but what to do is not my responsibility.

If you have been in contact with the Antasena family, there is no other way but to agree and coordinate with superiors. Yes, they are influential families, and certainly have a special affinity with high-ranking officials in the police force.

The problem is, Antasen family rivals are not random people. When Zulfi asked me to get someone to investigate his first wife, I was really stressed out. Finally, I left the task to a private dedective. But it remains under my supervision.

Even tonight's incident was unexpected, I who had just laid myself in my soft mattress, had to slide into the office after hearing the task from Zulfi. I just closed my eyes for two seconds.

After coordinating with the commander, I went straight to the apartment alone. But it has prepared some members just in case.

"Sabil sir, I feel uneasy leaving Hanin alone. Mr. Sabil please go to my wife's apartment. Yes, no need to enter, just stand guard in front of him," said Zulfi at the time.

"Are there any suspicious moves?" my many.

"There, Sir. My heart is beating strongly" he replied.

Haish, what a strange answer, right? But yeah, that's it. Although I'm an officer, but I believe in hunches. Why would I believe? Because, I'm handling the case using my evidence and premonition.

Apparently, Zulfi's premonition was right. Oiya, if not on duty, I did call him Zulfi. Zulfi was her nickname during school.

On the second floor of the apartment which is a shopping center for apartment dwellers, I saw Ms. Daini with a suspicious appearance. Walking staggered, and bleeding. At that time, I immediately ran the ridge to get closer and caught his body that was about to crash onto the floor. I managed to catch him.

"Sorry Mrs Daini, this is an emergency. I have a seat, yes" I said at the time.

I understand he's uncomfortable. But circumstances forced him. His body was weak, his face was pale and implied an overwhelming fear. I hugged him while contacting the special team that was already preparing.

"Prepare for ambulances and members! Launch now! Luxury Apartment!" my word.

"Every 86," said the member.

The term 86 is actually often used when someone gives a certain amount of money to police officers with the intention that the police can conduct their case. But then, the code 86 is twisted to mean 'interpreting and helping each other.' It is often used in everyday conversation.

Code 86 is an eccentric term that already existed in English literature centuries ago and became something that cannot be explained. Because the meaning of 86 could mean disbanding or abrogating, obstructing or providing further services to a person, and an order to kill.

So, it's good not to just say code 86.

Help came quickly. The assigned team contacted Zulfi to provide the destination hospital to be used by Ms. Daini.

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"Oh, you weird lady!" rutukla.

I rubbed my shoulder. This time I was treated disrespectfully by a woman. His nature is inversely proportional to that of Bu Daini. In fact, I hope to meet with friends of Bu Daini whose appearance and attitude is at least similar 'lah with Bu Daini.

But, what I got was zonk. Yeah, she's pretty too 'sih. But it looks tomboyish, and I don't like tomboy girls, I like it feminine.

I walked quickly to Daini's nursery. There is important information from detectives related to the medical records of Ms. Dewi. I don't know in what way this data is obtained, which is clear, this data is original. There's the doctor's signature and the hospital's head.

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"Excuse me." I'm in a hurry. Immediately show my phone to Zulfi.

Dih, that woman named Listi was in this room. He sits holding his leg. The style is not elegant at all. The point is similar to the way men sit.

"Sir Zulfikar, there's good news."

Zulfi who was hugging Daini immediately checked my phone.

"I suspected! They tricked me!" his yell.

"What's up, sir?" tanya bu Daini, wirih.

"Goddess has multiple personality disease, baby. I actually have supporting evidence. But this evidence is the most accurate. This medical record is hard to refute."

"After the papa show is over, I'll sue him. I don't care if he threatens me."

"Threatening?" I looked at Zulfi.

"Yes, the Goddess threatened me. I'll explain it to Mr. Sabil later, but not now."

"When would Zulfikar explain it? I hope soon, sir."

"Yes, immediately. Now Mr. Sabil to the house of the Brotherhood sir huh. I mean, you guys go home, it'll be in the same direction. Show this evidence to the Brotherhood. Oiya, thank you guys, Mr. Sabil my best friend." Praising while embracing my shoulder.

Fun, I was finally told to go home, I thought I should stay here. Rejecting a good man is hard, other than he is my best friend, Mr. Aksa aka his father Zulfikar, said my father was the one who helped me get into the Police Academy. I could not accept it because I believe Akpol entered from the proper path. I work hard with studying, physical training, etc.

"Yes, you did pass purely" my father explained. So, until now, I don't know what kind of help Mr. Aksa has given. Obviously, my dad is also a police officer.

"Sister Listi, you can also go home. No need to accompany me. Thanks again, brother." Bu Daini hugged the tomboy woman's arm.

"Santuy, Neng's. Anyway, tomorrow's off. I don't think it's a problem 'deh even if I accompany you."

"You should also rest, Listi. Hanin said, your car is still in the hospital, right? How about it get taken first? I mean, let's go there together with Mr. Sabil. It doesn't matter, Mr Sabil?" Zulfi's idea made my eyes squint.

"Oh, ah ogah. Mending ride ojek 'deh," reject Listi. This woman really looked at me one eye.

"Hey, I don't want to be with women either!" my sentakku.

"What did you say?! You're not polite, sir! All men are the same! Don't stop you cops so you can be just like a woman!" I swear, he spoke while pushing my shoulder hard.

Bu Daini and Zulfi looked at each other. I blinked my eyes. This woman is not soft.

"I'm sorry Mr. Sabil, Misti is like that. But he's good, 'kok." Even Daini's mom apologized.

"The first time I met with Listi, I was slapped, instead" Zulfi sighed with a scratch on his head.

"Haha." I spontaneously laughed.

"You laughing at me?! Can you shut up?! Dai, I'm back! I'm good to see him! To have a uniform and a gun, just insulting me!" the hardic.

"What?! Hey, I'm not insulting you!" This woman seems to have to be tested for urine. He's not drunk anymore.

"Sister Listi, wait," called Bu Daini as Listi passed and slammed the door. Zulfi and I gawked. His attitude is really disrespectful.

"Geez baby, 'could you stick with him? Listi's attitude is not well imitated" said Zulfi. He rubbed his chest.

"Bu Daini has to say that amit-amit is a baby" as I said.

"Hmm, I'm sure Mr. Listi again has a problem. There may be a lot of pressure at work. He doesn't usually slam doors, "defa bu Daini.

"Darling, isn't that Listi's HP?" Zulf pointed to the sofa.

"Yes, Sir. Sister Lysti must be back again."

"Yes already, let me catch up with him. Just keep saying yes." After taking HP Listi, I shook hands with Zulfi. With Bu Daini also shaking hands, but not touching.

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In the elevator, Listi's phone rang. Checking it.

'Big Baby Calling.'

Huh, definitely from her lover. Lift it up, don't ya? Calls repeatedly. Yes, I had to lift. Let me explain that his HP is missing. Listi is also definitely not far away and will realize his phone is behind when ordering an online motorcycle taxi.

"Yank! Why is it taking so long to lift it?! Where are you now, huhh?! Answer me!" yelled the man on the other end of the phone. I was confused as to what to answer.

"Listy! Don't shut up, yank! Making friends with that actor really does have a bad influence on you! Brother becomes worried that you too will follow in the footsteps of your friends! So actor!"

My eyes are rounded. I'm sure this has something to do with Ms. Daini.

"Hallo," said I. Forced talking.

"Hallo's? Hey, who are you?! Why is my fiance's HP on you?! Where's the list?!"

"Please, man, let me explain first" I replied.

"I want to talk to him! Hurry along!"

"Be patient, HP Listi to--."

"Hurry up!" as usual.

"Geez, is the moon coming, man? How do I keep sewot?"

"Hey, who the hell are you?! Well, tell you what, please tell Listi that I want to return the engagement ring!" emphatically.

"Wait a minute, hello, hello." Call disconnected.

"Listi," I chased him into the elevator.

"What's wrong? Want to start the cave again? So please laugh as you like!" resounding. Her eyes are red. Apparently, this ferocious woman could cry as well. What is he crying about?

"There's nothing, I just want to give you this."

"You shouldn't bother," grabbed her phone.

"Thank you" he continued. Press the elevator button to the lobby.

"Emm, how about I take you to the apartment? All right, we're in line." There was a slight sense of pity after hearing her lover wanted to return the engagement ring. Obviously, I dare not say it.

"No need, I can take the ojek or ask to be picked up by my fiance." Busy playing mobile. Looks like he was calling a guy that month.

"Isshh, I'm not appointed 'sih, '" he grumbled.

"Rare you sure you won't come with me?"

"No! You go home quickly! Sono!" Back to pushing my shoulder.

"I'll wait until you get a ride. It's eleven o'clock in the evening" I said.

"Don't be so considerate, sir! I already have a fiancee! If my fiancee misunderstood how? Anyway, I don't like men of all kinds!" This woman really sucks.

"Hahaha, don't go to the PD, miss. Even if you're single, I don't like rude, rude, and tomboyish girls like you either."

"Good," he said. Now busy opening the app to order ojek. But nothing seems to be connected.

"Listi, I'm telling you, as a result of the murder, the line to Luxury's apartment is being guarded by police. Public transport cannot go there. Except for the ambulance, the fire department and the authorities" I explained.

"Can you just shut up?!" his jolt. Crazy, 'nih chick is really a bar-bar.

Looks like he called his ex-fiance again. This time it's connected. She's away. I keep monitoring. They converse. I was forced to approach when I saw the tomboy talking loudly while crouching and bowing.

"But! Listen to my explanation! You have to believe in me! 'Tok can you be like this Bang?!"

"Akmal! Your loser yes!"

This time, he raised his head while wiping the tears on his cheeks. I'm being pity. They were fighting. He should have been angry. Oh, so, he vented his anger on me? Less asem!

"What?! Cheating you say! Who's cheating, Bang! Don't make it up! Okay, if you really want to return the engagement ring! I'm jabanin! I also don't want to wear a ring from you anymore! I'll give it back!" While removing the ring attached to his middle finger. Then put it in a bag.

He spoke fiercely and firmly. But the air is broken. Apparently, it still has a feminine side as well. Funnier.

Then he ended the call and sobbed. Coincidentally in my bag was**tiss**, I also gave him tissue.

"No need! I have one, too" he refused.

"Emm, be patient. May your quarrels be over soon."

"No need to interfere, and don't care! Emm, you said you could take me to the apartment, right?"

"Yes, right."

"Where's the car key? Where's the parking lot? Let me drive."

"You're sad, it's not good to drive."

"Gue's fine, quickly give me the key! Count the benefits because you are kind enough to deliver! Hurry along! You're a cop, right? 'Cooky, 'clean?!"

"Ready," geez, patient, and willing I succumbed to this woman. Finally, I showed you the parking location and gave you my car keys.

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"Well, cool is the car. What credit does cash buy? Not the result of corruption, is it?" the accusation. Arrgh, I can barely contain myself. Patience ....

"Credit, five more months paid off," I explained as I put on my seat belt. He wears a seat belt.

"Good, I thought a confiscated car was modified into a private vehicle."

"Listi, don't just talk! Where did you hear such a term?!"

"From now on" he answered lightly. Start driving the wheel.

"Cock the way here? Isn't it toward Harmony faster?" my protest.

"Gue wants to go towards Thamrin City, right?"

"It's up to you."

Again, I give up. Then ....

'Brum, brum, bruuum.'

He suddenly gasped as he passed through the long road.

"LISTY! STOP UP!" my yelling.

"Akmaaal! You think the men in this world are just you doang, what?! You think you're the most handsome?! I'll prove to you that I can also let you go!" his yell. Position is still gas.

"LISTY! It's dangerous! We can be ticketed!"

"You're the police! Even if it was ticketed, the edges would definitely be released! Huuu hwaa."

Now weep loudly, but still careless. In fact, now it has entered a fairly crowded area with other riders.

"Aargh! Akmaaal, you're a boy b a j i n g a n!"

'Tidd.'

'Tiidd.'

'Tiiidd.'

The horn of another rider began to understate. They were clearly angered by this rampaging street action.

"Willyy!"

"Crazy 'buh car!"

"What nine lives?!"

"If wretch only knows the taste!"

Samar, I heard the swearing and swearing from the drivers. This can't be allowed. I had to pull a gun.

"Stop! Listie! Or your foot I'll shoot!"

"Hahaha, please just shoot! I don't give a shit!"

"Listy! Just stop! I count to three! One, two --."

Unsuccessful, still driving at high speed. He doesn't heed my orders. Must use another way.

Think on! Think on! How do you deal with a woman like this? It's impossible to googling first. There's no time.

Since he is also brave, it means that I must also use a bold way. When the car is on a supportive track. I quickly removed my seat belt. Then grab the wheel by hugging it tightly.

"Hey, off!"

He's fighting, steering wheel. I'm slashing. Forced to sit a little with one foot to be able to step on the brake.

'Ckiiit.'

Succeeds. My car slammed to the left but not until there was a slam. Listi. Breathe while looking at me.

"I'm sorry" I said after the car stopped and the car keys were taken.

"Yeah! How dare you press my feet and embrace me! You pervert!"

'Plak.'

When he removed his seat belt, he slapped me. Teeth crackling. She's upset.

"Huuu huu." Then cry while hugging the steering wheel. Sometimes beating the steering wheel as well.

"Sorry, that was dangerous."

"Are you happy to see me like this?! Hukk."

"Lumayan," I replied.

"What?! You unfeeling man! I'll make you a sleeping cop!" his yell.

Then beat my shoulder blindly. I'm resigned. From this close distance, it turns out .. she looks prettier. Don't tell me I'm interested in this woman. Oh, that's impossible!

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...~Tbc~...