Forced to Get Off Bed

39. Digta Mesuummmm!

Finally Zeya and Digta arrived home when the time had already shown ten o'clock at night.

When they entered the house, Tina was still sitting on the sofa while cross-sectioned and glaring at the two.

“You are like not having children, not coming home since noon. Your child is also picked up with a neighbor next door.” Tina begins to shout out ultimatums that will make Ziya's ears hot. While Digta's ears may have been used to the heat of lava from Tina's speech.

“Mi, that's what we used to do a long time ago. During Ambar's life, Ciya also often went home with neighbors. Because sometimes, I don't have time to pick up Ciya.” Digta started explaining.

“Not have time to pick up a child, but have plenty of time to have fun.” Tina got up from the sofa, her eyes staring at Zeya's appearance from head to toe. “See the clothes your wife was wearing. Is it appropriate for a wife to wear an open dress like this? Not good to see another man.”

Zeya gulped and slightly lowered her head. “Sorry, Mi. Me and Mas Digta were out of the party.”

“What party made you dress sexy like this?”

“Mami...” Digta said he hoped Tina would stop talking sarcasm.

“Ambar never dressed like this, he was always polite and well mannered. While you? Act as you please, as if you are still a girl!”

Zeya wanted to step forward to fight Tina's words. But, Digta immediately held the woman's hand. And try to divert the mood. “Mi, me and Zeya to the room first huh. Good night.”

Digta took Zeya forcibly into the room, though to be honest Zeya was eager to tear her in-laws' mouths to the point that Tina begged for her mouth to be sewn back!

“Already, do not put in the heart. Mommy is so.” Digta tried to persuade Zeya while bringing the woman into the room.

“I also have heart, Mom! I can't say this!” Zeya removed Digta's tanyan from his body. Then, Zeya sat in the corner of the bed. “Everything I do in this house is always wrong in Mami's eyes! He always compares me to Mba Ambar and Mba Ambar.”

Digta took a deep breath. “Already, don't overdo it.”

Zeya did not expect that Digta would behave like that. “Excessive Mas Digta says?” Zeya looked at her husband in disbelief. “I'm angry, I cry because Mami said, Mas said excessive? I have a heart too! But Mom and I have no heart! You put too much restraint on my life, you always force me to be what you want me to be, do you know what I want? No, right? Selfish!“

Zeya went inside the bathroom and slammed the door. He stood in front of the glass sink crying. Hysterical cries until his shoulders shake.

“Why the hell, Mba should make me marry Mas Digta? What these are all Ambar's Mba plans to make me live to suffer.” Zeya looked at her reflection in the mirror.

Then Zeya wiped her tears firmly and washed her face until the makeup on her face was washed off. Zeya doesn't care if her mascara gets overwhelmed and makes her look like a ghost.

Zeya pointed both her hands behind her back to grab the zipper of her dress. But apparently, he had trouble. Zeya had tried her best, still she could not open her own dress.

“Hufft!” Zeya was tired.

He couldn't have asked Digta for help. Nah! No way!

But, there is no other choice at all. Finally Zeya threw away her pride for Digta's help. Zeya opened the bathroom door, saw Digta unbuttoning his shirt, and showed his chest covered in fine hairs.

“Mas...” Zeya called out to the man in a tone of pity.

The called look. Digta did not immediately reply, but he tried to hold back his laughter when he saw the messy condition of Zeya's face.

“K-why is your face so?” Tanya Dipta tried to be calm and relaxed.

“Why?” Ask plain zeya.

“Similar kuntilanak kecebur got.”

Zeya put her lips together. “Can you help me? I can't unzip my own dress.”

Digta looked at Zeya intently, making Zeya suspicious of Digta's meaningful gaze.

“Mas don't think the macem-macem yes!”

Digta grinned blandly, then stepped closer to Zeya in a bare-chested state. Frightened and panicked, Zeya backed away, going inside the bathroom until her back hit the sink.

Digta doesn't talk much. The man held onto both of Zeya's shoulders, and made Zeya's body spin so that now the woman sat in the mirror with her own image. His back was in front of Digta.

Zeya can't wiggle. Until Digta finally pulled the zipper on Zeya's dress down. Digta had a chance to gulp, when for the first time—ia saw Zeya's open back.

Zeya hurriedly twisted his body again and came back face to face with Digta. “Still. Get out there!”

Zeya was about to push Digta's body, but the man managed to catch both hands of Zeya. Their two eyes cluttered at each other, and for some reason the atmosphere suddenly became tense. In fact, when Digta looked at Zeya's face fixedly, from his eyebrows, eyes, nose, lips, and chin. Actually the resemblance of Zeya and Ambar is about eighty percent. They are almost similar. Only the opposite nature. And seeing Zeya this close, so remind Digta of Ambar.

Uh! Crazy one! How long Digta misses Ambar right now. In fact, so longed, Digta could be crazy.

“Mas, last nope!” While Zeya is still trying hard to break away from the touch of Digta.

Digta was still silent, staring at Zeya until he forgot to blink. It gets Zeya's heart pumping very fast.

It was not usual for Digta to look at him in this lens.

What the fuck?

“Mas...” Call Zeya again.

Digta's ears were deaf and heedless of Zeya's screams which could actually make his eardrums break.

Digta doesn't care! Because the one in front of him right now was Ambar, not Zeya.

As Digta slowly brought his face closer, Zeya turned his head back and tried to move away. His hand was still tightly gripped by his sister-in-law who suddenly turned perverted.

“Mas Digta what to do?!”

Digta was still deaf and kept his lips close to Zeya's. I want to kiss Zeya.

Whahuh? Kiss?

Ah, no-no! This can't happen.

For the sake of Zeya's safety, eventually Zeya had to do this.

BUKKK!

Zeya kicks*********Digta with his knee. Making Digta glare and scream loudly

“AAAWWWW!”

Digta moves away from Zeya while touching the area*********** and skips around.

“Basic sister-in-law pervert! Get out of here! Go there!!!!” Zeya directly pushed Digta's body forcibly out of the bathroom and closed the door.

Zeya was still shocked by what had just happened.

What the fuck? Digta wants to kiss Zeya's lips? Digta has dared to commit indecent acts to Zeya?

Aaaahh….

Zeya shuffled his face in frustration.

No, this can't happen! Zeya won't justify his sister-in-law's perverted actions! Errata, Digta is no longer his brother-in-law. Except …..

Her husband's.