Married Professor Galak

14. Because of Old People

Intan's heart felt like it was about to explode when Zein said that he was his wife. Although Zein sucks. However as a girl, being called a wife by a man, makes Intan very nervous.

Intan turned her face away from fearing that Zein would see her face blushing and her nose bloated with almost no oxygen. ‘Why should he say that, anyway? I'm so ashamed,’ Inner Intan.

Zein smiled as she glanced at Intan. He was very satisfied to have investigated such intan. Zein said Intan was his wife. He just wanted to know how the girl reacted. It was so nice to see Intan embarrassed.

"That's enough. That's it," Zein told the waiter.

Finally the waiter went and prepared their order.

Ahem!

Zein berdehem's. "Do you have any special requests for a wedding?" shoot Zein. It is like a bomb ready to explode at any moment. His words always surprised Intan.

Intan gasps. "Sorry, did Om and Aunt (zein's parents) agree if married in the near future?" ask Intan. Until now, Intan's breath still feels tight.

"They are happy if the marriage is accelerated" said Zein while looking at Intan. He has not said that wish to his parents.

Stared like that, Intan immediately shifted his gaze. "But my college is not finished yet, Prof," Intan said.

"You're almost done koas. After that, exams and internships. What's difficult?" ask Zein, relax.

'What's so hard he said? Oh yeah I forgot, he's a professor, yeah it's not hard. While me? Lecture S1 alone feels almost hymen, Intan's mind while squeezing his pants because it is too upset with Zein.

"Indeed the Prof doesn't mind if after marriage I have to intern out of town? We both know that medical interns can be sent anywhere" asked Intan.

He did not know, precisely because of that Zein wanted to immediately tie him up before Intan went to apprentice. Because, previously he had already asked the relevant party to send Intan to the border far enough.

Zein himself couldn't possibly cancel it because it was too prestige. While his request was approved because he had enough power.

"No problem. I am used to living independently. There is or without you, just the same," Zein replied, relaxing. While leaning on the chair. He even turned around the phone he was holding.

Intan swallows saliva. "What are you getting married for? Are you usually independent? Looks like you no longer need a companion," asked Intan, reckless. He was upset at Zein's reply just now.

‘Damn it! Why do you want to rush marriage if you are usually independent. You bastard!’ Intan cursed in his heart.

"And you know, I married you at the request of a parent" Zein said. He never ran out of answers. Even if it's just nonsense.

Intan was speechless facing a selfish man like Zein. He wanted to pour water on the man's face. But Intan still tried to restrain himself so as not to be more provoked by his emotions.

"Okay, then I just want to ask for one thing" he said, sure.

"What?" Zein asked again..

"I just want a simple wedding with no reception and no need to invite crowds. If necessary, this marriage is kept secret." Intan said that while holding her breath. Because he felt very depressed with Zein's gaze.

Ahem!

"Why? Are you ashamed to marry me?" ask while turning his face. Actually he's holding back his irritation.

"It's not so, Prof. But my career journey is still very long. Especially if I later have to work at the family-owned hospital Prof, I do not want others to be hesitant just because I am married to Prof Zein," said Intan.

She did not want to call herself Zein's wife. Because hearing that alone made his heart rustle.

Zein bergeming's. Of course it's very hard for him. Because, he has planned a wedding with a magnificent party and will invite all his fellow doctors and important relatives.

"You know I'm the first kid? Are you sure my parents agree to your terms? I think they definitely want a fancy wedding party" Zein said.

"Regarding the reception can be done at any time, right? Maybe later if I'm ready. That's also if the marriage still continues," said Intan, slowly.

Zein frowned. "What do you mean? Do you think marriage is a game that can start and end at any time?" ask Zein. He was upset to hear Intan's words just now.

"Of course not, Prof. But I am not sure if the marriage of a couple who never loved each other can even be said to hate, will last a long time. Didn't you?" suhut Intan was so brave.

'Damn it, he already dared to answer me, ' Inner Zein. He was annoyed that Intan could make him run out of words.

But eventually Zein did not explain to Intan that he did not intend to separate. Because, he was worried if he said that, then Intan would retreat.

“So you hate me?” ask Zein. He focused on those words.

Intan shook his head. “Isn't it the opposite? All this time as far as I know it is the Prof who hates me,” said Intan.

Zein raised his chin. He was a little relieved because it was not Intan who hated him. Intan's problem assumes that he hates Intan, he doesn't care.

"Well, if that's what you want. We'll talk to our parents. But you have to set the schedule because our wedding will take place early next month" Zein said.

Uhuk! Uhuk!

Intan choked on his own saliva. Previously he had heard that Zein said that to Dimas in the canteen. But he did not think that what he said was serious.

"Is that not too fast, Prof?" ask Intan. His face was so red that there was no water to neutralize his throat.

Zein shrugged both of his shoulders. "Or do you want next week before your exam?" ask Zein. But that question sounds like a threat.

Intan shook his head quickly. "J-don't, Prof," he said, nervous. One month was too soon for him. Especially one week. He almost fainted hearing it.

His heart pounded quickly imagining Zein would marry him any minute. I don't know what will happen after marriage. For sure in the shadow of Intan there was only the cold and fierce Zein.

"Okay, then next week my family and I will come to your house to propose" Zein said.