The Agent's Shadow Bed
Forgive Me

Emira approached the two. He slid his fist against Alzam's cheek as hard as he could, until he fell under the bed. Rushing Dara instantly covered her body with a blanket.

"You okay, Dara?" ask Emira.

"No, but Mas Alzam is weird," replied Dara.

"Why?" ask Emira.

Dara holds Emira's hand. Look at him expectantly.

"Mas Alzam asks, can you serve Mas Alzam tonight, he needs that" Dara replied.

Deg

Emira's heart is pounding. Just be right. Serving Alzam? Emira gulped her saliva many times. Impossible things that could not be done by him despite being paid anything. Emira is not a cheap woman, let alone an actor. He's a secret agent. Professional in every mission. His education while at the headquarters has made him a strong person both mentally and physically. There's no way he's shaming his job as a secret agent.

"Dear help me, I can't stand it" call Alzam. Laying hot on the floor.

"Come on Emira, please Alzam," Dara said.

"Is this the work of a secret agent? feel like a soap opera player that there is an actor and mother-in-law evil, shameful," inner Emira. Unexpectedly his mission is now dealing with the household. It is not a dangerous and difficult mission. But complicated and full of mixed emotions.

"Yes Dara" said Emira.

"Dead me, what if Alzam is ferocious, get ready to beat him up, watch out!" inner Emira.

Without hesitation Emira approached Alzam.

"Mas Alzam let's finish it" said Emira as if she were Alzam's wife. Let Dara believe it. Though he was horrified to also approach Alzam again hot.

"Sweet, sweet my mouth, like a teaser, my God," said Emira.

Inevitably Emira helps Alzam wake up. Get Alzam out of Dara's room. Emira is still confused as to where to take Alzam. Moreover, Alzam started to rese her. Smells hair.

"Alzam don't be crazy, I'll break your hand" said Emira.

"Because I want to" said Alzam ngawur. Perhaps because of its incompatible dose of elixir.

"Damn, Alzam is crazy," inner Emira.

Alzam starts kissing towards Emira's cheek. His hands also started to be nosy. Emira began to feel uncomfortable.

"Alzam!" peekik Emira slams Alzam to fall on the floor.

Brucn ....

Alzam lay on the floor but was still hot. He looks tormented.

"Pity is also Alzam, why can he have such worms?" emira. He started thinking about how to treat Alzam. So that he doesn't get tormented.

"I know, let me take him to the back pool, '" said Emira.

Immediately Emira again memapah Alzam walk to the pool behind the house. He was about to throw Alzam into the pool to keep his body fresh.

Arriving in front of the pool, Emira without hesitation pushed Alzam's body into the pool.

Belved ...

Alzam splashed into the pool. Emira leaves Alzam exposed to the pool water. He looks like he rubbed his face with water.

"Alzam have you done it?" Emira screams from the pool.

Alzam stood in the middle of the pool. Seeing that Emira went down to the pool. He's approaching Alzam. His hand patted Alzam's shoulder.

"Alzam are you okay?" ask Emira.

"I don't know, but I hurt Dara."

Alzam. He looks moody. Her guilt towards Dara made her unable to forgive her earlier actions.

"I know you're a khilaf" said Emira.

"My words must have hurt Dara" murmured Alzam.

"You must understand, what you did was out of your control" said Emira.

"Somehow my body feels bad and hot" Alzam said.

"Well, did you take any strong medicine or some kind of elixir?" ask Emira.

Alzam recalled the incident before he returned home. He remembered he had gone to a nightclub.

"No, I was just drinking juice" Alzam said.

"Where's the juice?" ask Emira.

"In a nightclub" replied Alzam.

"Oh I know, maybe someone put the medicine in your juice" said Emira.

"If so let's go up, change your clothes and apologize to Dara!" bring Emira.

Alzam. He went back to the bathroom, took a shower and changed his clothes. Alzam approached Dara who was sitting on the bed. His eyes look puffy. Alzam felt even more guilty, he sat down beside Dara, bowing his head with a sad face. Seeing that, Dara immediately hugged Alzam.

"Honey, forgive all my mistakes, I promise I won't repeat them again" said Alzam.

"You're not wrong Mas, what you said was true. You must be so lonely when I'm sick. I cannot do my duty as a wife. I'm just a statue you can't touch .. hik ... " Dara is crying.

"No dear, I love you so much. As long as you're by my side, I don't need anything else" Alzam said.

Dara shed her tears. Deepened by Alzam's words.

"Don't be sad, don't think about what I said" Alzam said.

"You should sleep with Emira more often, she can meet your inner needs, or maybe you haven't touched her yet?" ask Dara.

Deg

Alzam was surprised by Dara's statement. Why did Dara come to think that far.

"I can't touch another woman" Alzam replied, looking down. He's blunt.

Dara took off Alzam's embrace. She held her husband's cheek with both hands.

"Mas, Emira is your wife, she deserves her right, your inner living" Dara said.

Alzam was silent. Dara doesn't know the truth so it's free she rejects Dara's words.

"Give me a child Mas, from now on sleep with Emira. Love her like you love me" said Dara.

Alzam.

After she finished talking to Dara, Alzam went outside from Dara's room. He closed the door and sat down at the door.

"I can't, I can't be with any woman other than you" Alzam said.

Alzam held his head with both hands. Dara's request to have a child, heavy for her. He and Emira were just pretending. It is impossible to have children.

Alzam walked to the balcony upstairs. Stand on the balcony. He could not continue to lament his turmoil. Looking for the best fresh air solution at the moment. Dara's words kept ringing in his ears. Shadows of betrayal of the sacred promise of her marriage began to cross her mind.

Weary.

The situation he is currently feeling. If all could come back, he wanted to repeat everything. The moments where Dara's smile and laughter are still evident. The dreams of the future of his marriage that used to be always spoken with Dara, as if eroded time and destiny. There is only hope, so that everything will be fine.

Alzam stared at the dark sky with no moon and no stars hidden among the night clouds.

He is a non-smoker who when his mind is chaotic just suck one cigarette and exhale smoke into the air. As if all the problems subsided with the end of the cigarette.

The night was getting late and did not make his body want to rest. He simply filled the void with the silence of the night. Where the city's crowds begin to wane. From behind Emira came to him and stood right beside him.

"You haven't slept? Is it still crazy like that?" ask Emira.

"Crazy? It's good that I'm not crazy Miss" replied Alzam.

Emira laughs. Remember exactly what Alzam was like.

"You're glad I'm hard? I don't think an agent like you doesn't have empathy" Alzam said.

"It's angry, anyways, who told the nightclub, profit to go home, if on the street dirrononin pansy tuh," ledek Emira.

"No, amit-amit is a sissy, I am normal" said Alzam.

"Yes, I believe you" Emira said with a smile.

Alzam was silent. Looking up to the sky.

"Dara forgave you?" ask Emira.

Alzam. Remember what Dara wanted. It's hard to say everything to Emira but all this still has to be talked about with her.

"Emira, Dara wants us to have children" Alzam said.

"What's? Not that yesterday we've discussed that" Emira replied.

"Yes, but Dara yearsya we're a lawful husband and wife.

He wants a little boy to enliven this house" said Alzam.

"Alzam, you want me to pretend to be pregnant?" ask Emira.

"I was thinking about it" replied Alzam.

Emira comes to think about what Alzam is thinking. A woman who looks strong but weak when it comes to her feelings as a woman. He did not want Dara to get hurt because of the lies he had lived with Alzam.

"Am I being honest with Dara that this marriage doesn't exist?" ask Emira. He thinks it's not good to keep lying.