Married Professor Galak

17. Professor Demon

Intan was stunned when she saw Zein eating with her mother.

"Where are you going, Tan? You haven't had breakfast. Here's breakfast first! Son Zein just had breakfast, this," said Intan's mother.

Meanwhile Zein pretended to be busy eating and ignored Intan.

Finally Intan approached them and sat down before Zein.

"You should like to be sick. Do you often skip breakfast?" muttered Zein. He enjoyed the food cooked by Intan and his mother. But most of the food is processed by Intan.

Intan did not answer Zein's words, he immediately devoured his food because it was impossible to argue with his professor.

"That's really good for you" complimented Zein.

"It's a ripe Intan" said Fatma, relaxing.

The deg!

Zein almost choked. He did not expect the woman who had always been angry turned out to be good at cooking. 'This is the one who cooked? It turned out to be good for the food, too, ' Inner Zein.

Intan turned to the end of her lips. He was proud to have been praised by Zein even if indirectly.

"Taste you good" said Zein. She was ashamed to say it.

"Thank you, Prof," Intan said. He does not want to be too ge’er.

"Where, not the same cuisine Intan?" ask Fatma.

Zein simply replied with a nod.

"Alhamdulillah ... Mom was calm. If you marry later, Zein will not starve, hehe," said Fatma.

Uhuk! Uhuk!

Intan and Zein choked on hearing that. Although they are planning to get married soon. But if you hear it from others, it feels like they are still very awkward.

"You guys are so compact? Not married but it's one way," praised Fatma.

Those who drink are getting more wrong.

'Mom what the fuck, anyway? Who is the same as him? Very males, ' Inner Diamond, annoyed.

'Why am I so sultry, huh?' inner Zein.

They ended up eating in the wrong condition.

A few moments later they had finished eating and they also said goodbye to Fatma.

"Mom, I'm leaving first, yeah. Mother be careful at home. If there's anything, don't forget to tell me!" intan said, then he shook hands with Fatma.

"Yes, Tan. You're also careful on the road, yeah!" sahut Fatma's.

"I'm also happy, Mom. Thanks for the breakfast. Assalamu alaikum" Zein said.

"Waalaikum salam ...."

Zein and Intan headed to the car without taking out a word.

When he arrived in the car, this time Intan did not forget his seatbelt. He was traumatized by yesterday's incident. It felt like Intan's heart was about to explode as their faces faced off. Moreover, Zein perfume is very fragrant. Makes Intan always shadowed by its aroma.

After Intan installed the seatbelt, Zein launched his vehicle. "Today we have another operation, yes!" bring Zein. It looks like he was about to repeat yesterday's mode.

"Well, Prof," Intan said, briefly. He was confused on how to communicate with Zein. So that Intan can only answer it briefly.

Zein tapped his finger at the steering wheel. He wanted to talk to Intan. Zein was confused as to what to discuss. 'Why would he just answer like that? This is not a hospital. Am I his superior?' inner Zein.

He was even upset himself. Though if it is not comfortable with such conditions, he should be able to convey it to Intan.

A few minutes later they arrived at the hospital.

"Thank you, Prof," Intan said. He was hurriedly about to get off when Zein just stepped on the brakes of his car. But unfortunately, it turns out that the car door key has not been opened.

"Euh .. he said there would be an operation, Prof. I want to be ready" replied Intan, nervous.

"The one leading the operation was me. Then why are you bothering? Your job is only to accompany me," said Zein without turning to Intan. He checks his phone casually.

"But, Prof ...." Not yet Intan continued his words, Zein immediately reached out his hand, while asking Intan to shut up because he wanted to call.

"Yes, Hello!" zein said to someone across the phone.

'uh? Why am I locked in here if he wants a call? Really sick times, huh?' intan, upset.

He did not understand why Zein did not open the car door so that Intan could go down.

Not yet had Intan to control his frustration, Zein langsunng grabbed Intan's hand and made the girl even more rattled.

'Eh, what are you doing?' inner Intan. His heart was fluttering as Intan's hand was held by Zein's cold hand.

Intan thought the Professor's hand was cold because he had AC.

Zein looked at the Diamond finger and it turned out that he could not guess its size. Then he just let go of that hand.

Intan was getting upset.

"Later in the afternoon you will come with me again!" zein said after hanging up his phone. Then he unlocked the car door.

"Huh? Where to, Prof?" ask Intan.

Zein did not answer, he got out of the car and closed the door.

Brug!

Aghast Intan rushed down. "Yes Allah ..Dream will I marry someone like that?" muttered Intan, slowly.

Intan is after Zein. "Prof, but what about my bike? It's been two days here" asked Intan.

"Let's let the hospital driver deliver" Zein replied, relaxing without stopping his steps. He did not even look at Intan.

"But what should I do for Prof?" ask Intan again while running small to compensate for Zein's steps.

"Buy wedding rings!" answer Zein, briefly.

The deg!

Intan immediately stopped his steps. Then he looked around. Worrying that someone else heard Zein's words.

Aware Intan was not following him, Zein turned his head and smiled. "It was just a shock" murmured Zein, slowly. Then he continued his steps.

"Oh my God .. Can't he not make me hang?" muttered Intan, annoyed. Finally, he continued his steps towards his room.

Intan was in a hurry because if it was too late he would be scolded by Zein again.

"Later he said, why am I waiting for you? Who are you? That, deh," muttered Intan while chopping down.

Moments later, they had already gathered in the operating room. Luckily, this time it wasn't too late.

After reading the prayer, Zein began his operation. Intan was still in his position yesterday. Because Zein reasoned because Intan in a few days will be finished koas. Until others understand it.

Huuh!

Zein let out a long breath as he was about to start. However, the existence of Intan beside him made Zein not consent. He even shook his head. He felt stupid because he could not be professional.

His body felt hot and bristling while near Intan. His heart is beating too. So he is sure he will not be able to continue the operation if Intan is still beside him.

Finally Zein who was about to dissect the patient also undo his intention and turned to look at Intan.

"Better you get out now!" said Zein, flat.

Intan. He did not expect Zein to say such a thing. "What?" tanyanya, don't believe it.

"GET OUT RIGHT NOW!" snapped Zein.