Forced to Share a Bed
Something is Suspicious

Anggraini

Ever since the Antesenas did the preskon, I've been completely shunned by office mates.

In the cafeteria, when I arrived, they immediately moved away. Even at the morning apple, the employees who were near me never once said hello. There's sadness, 'sih. But a little, not a lot. Sorry yes, I am not a weak girl who cries easily.

After the events of that night, my relationship with Akmal was completely on the verge of collapse. He's actually apologized, but I haven't really forgiven him. I still feel hurt. She was the first person to return an engagement ring. Both of our parents did not know that this relationship was almost broken.

I was confused where to start saying it. On the one hand, I don't want to hurt my mother and father's feelings. They love Akmal very much.

"Yank, I'm sorry, we met tonight. In your favorite place. I've put our engagement ring back on. Don't forget to wear the ring again, yank." Message from Akmal.

"Yes" I said briefly.

I thought I could make a deal with Akmal. I'll forgive him on condition that he won't forbid me from being friends with Daini.

At the time of the office, I chose to be alone. I passed the emergency stairs so as not to meet the employee who was looking at me cynically.

Their hatred for me became even more because I was often called to the Director's room. They suspected that I had nepotized the Director by taking advantage of my and Daini's closeness.

"Sister, tonight I can go to my in-laws' house, right? I'm gonna have a chat. Oiya, Brother. I'm being sad. Same Mr. Aksa, I'm forbidden to stay in the rented. He actually gave permission. But not for now." On the way home, Daini called me.

"Sir Zulfikar and Bu Yuze said, I must obey Aksa sir. If I don't comply, they're worried that Mr. Aksa will be sick again. Just yesterday, when I asked permission to visit the contract to check my plants. Mr. Aksa won't let me. In fact, Mr. Aksa immediately did not want to take medicine. He was just about to take medicine when I decided to cancel going to the contract."

"Well, pleased. That means Mr. Aksa loves you very much, Neng. Congratulations yes. Tell you what, your crop problem, no need to worry, before going home, I'll stop by your contract, just watered doang, right, Neng?"

"Will not go there? Oh my goodness, brother. I'm not feeling good. Bothering Brother, you know."

"No 'dong, Neng. I'm glad to help you. Anyway just turn a little, 'kok. Not far away either."

"Oh my goodness, thank you, brother. At the end of my prayers, I always pray for the good of my brother and family."

"Aamiin, you're welcome, Neng. Oiya, I can't go to Aksa's tonight, Neng. Akmal asked to meet again. I think I'd like to apologize, 'deh."

Previously, I had told Daini that my relationship with Akmal was in trouble.

"Oh so, it's okay, brother."

"At least, I can see the guest tomorrow, Neng. Home work. Can you?"

"By atuh. Oiya Kak, the day after tomorrow, ma'am Dewi will stay at Pak Aksa's house. So, we'll stay one roof."

"Oh yeah? Good though. But, you have to be careful huh, Neng."

"Yes, Brother. Yes, I want to shower first. Mr. Zufikar is coming home soon. I have to smell good all day, hehehe," she said.

"Yes who already has a husband. Arrogant right," my ledek. The call ended after I answered his greeting.

Then, I turned the direction to stop by Daini's contract.

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Maybe it's just my feeling. I felt like someone was watching as my car turned. There was a man peeking behind the power pole. Ah, like I saw it wrong.

Arriving at the contract, after retrieving the key from the owner, I hurried over. When closing the gate, suddenly there was a motor that stopped in the yard. However, just as I was about to approach, the bike left quickly. My head shook, there was a feeling of wonder, awkwardness and feeling unsettled.

After watering the plants, I immediately left. Again, I feel someone is watching.

Do I have a sixth sense? No way! Out of curiosity, I deliberately pulled over to pay attention to the surrounding area. As a result, nothing is suspicious. Finally, take the wheel back to the road home.

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"I want a latte," I said to the bartender as he showed me a list of drinks.

Latte is the most popular coffee drink in the world. Latte consists of espresso and steamed milk with a little foam on it. Lattes can be ordered in their original form and taste, or with additional flavorings ranging from vanilla to cinnamon.

Latte is also famous for its latte art. Namely, the art of drawing shapes or patterns on the foam of this drink. That's why I love lattes. Before drinking it, I usually wave while looking at the latte art.

"Couldn't you? Halah, stale Bro. Fleeing abroad, pretending to be sick, old song."

The voice ....

My eyes immediately glared. I remember the sound type. That's the fucking cop's voice! Why is he at my favorite cafe? Where's the seat behind me again. My God, why is Jakarta so narrow? Of the many people in Jakarta, why should he?

Akmal to where, again? The promise is at half-eight. It's 19:42 minutes now, but Akmal hasn't seen his nose. To make sure my hearing wasn't wrong, I peeked. Turn the chair around and cover my face with a menu list.

Sure enough, it's the pervert. He's wearing free clothes. Huh, she's hanging out again huh? It's not working hours now. Behind the jacket that covers his belt, I'm sure there's a firearm. You haughty human! Should I carry a gun outside of work hours?

I hope he doesn't see me.

"France 'dong, Bro. I want a sholehah but can shoot too. I came here by accident. Hahaha, get a voucher from a friend. Because it happened to pass, stop by, 'deh, '" he said. Definitely a bribe voucher! Issha! What's so cool trying?

Oh no!

He looked at the table where I was sitting. I immediately turned away. Close my face with a menu book. Damnit damnit! I hope he doesn't realize where I am.

"It was a long time ago, Bro. I saw something suspicious" he said. What he meant was 'suspicious' not me, right? OMG, my heart is beating.

'No, no.'

I heard his shoes getting closer.

Fuckin' hell!

He sat in the chair in front of me. Right on my desk. I could see the shadow of his sturdy body from the mirroring of the latte cup.

"Excuse me, did you just peek at me? What do you mean, peep me?" tanyakanya. Either he pretended not to know me, or he didn't really recognize me.

I wave my hand. Gave a meaningful gesture that I didn't peek at him. If I speak, he can recognize my voice.

"You're weird, suspicious." He stood up, approaching me.

No, now I can't hide anymore.

"What?! It's me!" my yelling. Throwing the menu list onto the table. She's surprised.

"Li-Electric?" said. Eyes blinked.

"It's good to see you again, screen printing!" sahutku.

"What?! The screen printing you said? Hahaha," laughed.

"You first called me Electric!" my hardik.

"But, Electricity is better than Screen Printing." He sat back down, now looking at me with a smile.

"Please don't sit here! My table! Akmal is coming soon!" expirku.

"I've never confessed that this is my desk. Oh, so you guys are better?"

"This has nothing to do with you! Whether I'm better or not, it's up to me!"

"Can't you if the talk doesn't use muscles?" ledek.

Simultaneously, a female servant carrying a tray filled with drinks, flashed beside me. For some reason, he suddenly lost his balance. The tray he held.

"Revelation!" shouted mr. Sabil. He pulled my shoulder until my body fell into his lap

'Prangs.'

The tray that the female servant was carrying fell to the floor. The broken glass cups scattered. Drinks spilled and splattered. Other visitors panic, automatically become spectators. I'm still fixated, this happened so fast. If he hadn't pulled me, my body would have been full of lattes, cappuccinos, macchiato, mocha, or galao.

"Listi?! Yank! What are you doing?!"

That scream surprised me. It's not just me. Other visitors were shocked too. I immediately got up from his lap.

"A-Actmal? I-I can relax," I said. So nervous because it was a spectacle.

"Quiet, Dude. Don't misunderstand me." The screen printing press, uh I mean Mr. Sabil standing up.

"I don't need your explanation!" Akmal emotion. Run and attack Sabil.

"Dude, you misunderstood me!" He repelled Akmal's attack.

"Bad you are! Feel this!"

Akmal added emotion as his punch failed. Other visitors began to shake. I also.

"There's a storm! Help me!"

"Akmal! Stop that!" I'm trying to break up. Security officers arrive.

Be late.

As a result of Mr. Sabil holding my hand so as not to get closer to Akmal, he finally could not avoid Akmal attack.

'PRACT.'

A glass bottle filled with mineral water landed firmly at the temple of Sabil's pack.

"YES!"

That shouts me and other visitors. He just shut up. Though ..pelipis he's bleeding. He simply rubbed his temple and looked at his reddened fingers.

"Felt you! How dare you take my girl!" yell Akmal.

Then Akmal was banned. Both hands were held by the cafe security.

"Save him! Hurry along!" shouted mr. Sabil.

"Good, sir."

The cafe security officer seemed to know that he was a police officer. I was confused what to do. My hands tremble. Seriously, I'm afraid to see blood. The blood I don't fear there are only three. Blue blood, flesh blood, and menstrual blood.

"Bring this woman too!" his yell. Pointing at me while holding the tip of the fingers on his injured temple.

"Ready, sir."

"Bring it to my car! Don't take it to the post!" he added.

What's?! Her car? What does it mean try? Because I feel guilty, I obey.

"Wait, isn't that woman DH's best friend? It's similar. Right, he's a friend of his young wife Mr. Zulfikar." There was a visitor who was aware of my identity.

"really?" The others were curious, they caught up with me, and were ready to take pictures for sure.

"No, he opened DH's best friend" said Mr. Sabil.

He tried to get rid of visitors who wanted to take pictures of me. While passing through the security post, I saw Akmal being interrogated by a security officer and a policeman.

What am I supposed to do?

"Aargh!" After being in his car, I screamed as hard as I could.

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...~Tbc~...