Married Professor Galak

19. Carry-on

"Don't, Prof!" intan. He did not feel good if his legs were seen by Zein.

"Ck! It's orders!" zein said, annoyed.

Finally, Intan complied with Zein's request. He handed the leg to Zein.

"Here!" said Zein. He took Intan's leg and put it on one of his knees. Then Zein took off the shoes that Intan was wearing.

"Geez, until it bruises like this? Where did you fall?" asked Zein while looking at Intan. He could not bear to see his future wife hurt like that.

Intan is stumbling. He was confused as to what to answer. "Euh, on the stairs," he said. Intan can't be honest that he just kicked a wall. That would sound ridiculous, wouldn't it?

"Hold a little!" said Zein. Then he touched the bruise to check how severe the wound was.

Zein had not yet asked, Intan was already shrieking in pain.

"Aww!" His feet reflexively kicked into the middle of the*********** Zein, until the professor was wide-eyed.

"Araghh! My future." Zein groaned when his weapon was accidentally kicked by Intan. He stood up grimacing.

Intan who feels guilty also reflexes stroking the part he kicked. "Sorry, Prof!" intan said nervously. His brain was not running so he very boldly stroked and blew on it.

"HEY! YOU ...?" Zein's eyeballs almost jumped when her belly object was taken by Intan. His body immediately brimmed, his face and ears were even red. Even in an instant the pain instantly disappeared, turning tense.

Intan was aghast at Zein's clasping. "God! Sorry, Prof. Then I-I say goodbye first," said Intan, nervous. He was wrong because he was ashamed of his own actions.

Intan stood up and now they faced each other. It makes the condition uncomfortable.

Zein also becomes awkward dealing with Intan. Because his mind has wandered.

"You better get to orthopedics! I'll call the doctor later" Zein said, turning his face away. Then he walked towards his chair.

"I-yes, Prof," said Intan. He hurried to put on his shoes and left the room limping.

'Stupid, stupid, stupid! Stupid Intan. Can I sniff that part? Jeez .. why am I .. arghhh!" Intan is self-absorbed.

"Why, Doc?" ask the sister when she sees Intan coming out of Zein's room. He heard the screams of both of them.

"It's okay. I did not practice today. Check the legs" replied Intan. Then he walked towards the orthopedic poly.

The sisters believed it because the path of Intan is unusual.

Meanwhile, Zein was still stunned in his chair. He remembered very well how when Intan stroked and blew it earlier. So Zein imagines Intan doing something more extreme than that.

He was not even aware that the nurse had been standing before him since.

"Excuse me, Prof!" said sister for the umpteenth time.

Still not getting an answer from Zein, the sisters finally ventured to use a high tone.

"EXCUSE ME, PROF!" the nurse again.

Zein also gasped. "Yes, Honey?" tanyakanya.

The deg!

It feels like the nurse almost fainted when called dear by Zein.

However, a second later Zein regained his senses. "Yes, Sus? What's up?" he asked, wrong way.

Finally the Sister understood that Zein was just daydreaming. "Has the pattern started, Prof?" ask the sister again.

Zein did not answer him immediately. He glanced down and there was still something tense there.

"Ten minutes to go. I am less fit. Please give me some time to rest for a while!" pinta Zein's.

"Well, Prof," said the nurse. He was confused as to why Zein was not as usual.

The sister left the room.

"Argh! Intan .. You are not responsible!" muttered Zein while grinding his teeth. He was upset that Intan had awakened the sleeping hungry dragon.

Zein leaned her body to relax. Loosen his shirt buttons. Then he closed his eyes.

"Calm down, Zein. One more month you can hold the girl to account," Zein murmured as she caught her breath.

However, imagining that, instead of being calm, his body was even more tense. He could not wait to marry Intan.

"Damn! It must be a natural effect. Okay, at least I'm still normal" Zein murmured. He does not want to admit and is sure that he does not love Intan.

While calming down, Zein contacted an orthopedic doctor to check on Intan.

Phone connected.

"Piang. Is the doctor in the room?" ask Zein.

"There, incidentally I'm currently in practice. Can anyone help, Prof?"

"Please check the legs of Dr. Intan. I checked his leg bruised. Please do your best for her, yes" Zein said.

"Oh, well, Prof," said the orthopedic doctor. He was confused as to why Zein was so attentive to Intan.

Phone disconnected.

After that Zein continued his activities again.

Shortly after, the door of the doctor's room was knocked by Intan. He was then invited by the woman's doctor.

“Good day, Doc,” greet Intan.

“Contractor, Intan. Prof Zein asked me to see Dr. Intan. Please just stay right away, yes,” said the doctor.

“Oh, fine, Doc,” Intan says. He was a little stunned because Zein was so considerate.

Intan went up to the examination, and lay there. After that, the doctor began to examine Intan.

“Wah, it was bruised,” he said.

“Iya, Doc,” Intan says. He was still awkward with the doctor.

“Doctor Intan, I did not expect it turned out Prof attention once, yes. Just this time he arrived like that, you know,” said the doctor.

“Means?” ask Intan.

“Iya, he asked for the best treatment for Dr. Intan. Or you guys already have a relationship, huh?” ledek the doctor.

Asked like that, Intan was shocked. “Euh, no really, Doc. Maybe because I am his assistant, so he bothers me if I am sick,” replied Intan, nervous.

“Oh, really, yeah. Kirain is in a relationship, hehe,” said the doctor. The accusation is true.

Intan just smiled bitterly. ‘Yeah, lie, deh,’ inner.

In the afternoon, as promised, Zein wanted to take Intan away to find a ring. However, considering Intan's leg is sick, so Zein chose to look for the ring in the jewelry store in the shop, so there is no need to bother walking far in the mall.

Though previously he had contacted his friend who owned a jewelry store in the mall.

While waiting for Intan in the car, Zein saw Intan was walking from a distance to his car.

"It looks like his legs are still not able to walk normally," Zein murmured as he saw Intan still limping.

Finally Zein got out of the car and approached Intan. "You've been a long time!" said it.

"Euh, sorry, Prof. It's ...." Not yet had Intan finish his speech, Zein immediately held Intan and took him to the car.

"Cho, Prof. Let me walk by myself. Not good to see people," said Intan. At that time the parking lot was empty. Zein does not always park in the VIP parking lot. Because he prefers to park in the basement so that his car is not exposed to street dust.

"Old!" zein said, ketus without looking at Intan. But he did take the opportunity to hold Intan. He kept holding Intan and took her to the car.

Intan's heart was pounding fast when carried like that by Zein. He was very nervous because his body came into contact with the man's burly body.

'Oh my God ... Why do we have to be carried, anyway? This is if I faint how?' inner Intan. His face was hot and he was not consented to inhaling Zein's body scent anymore.

"Open the door!" zein said as he arrived at the front door of the car.

Intan opened the door and Zein lowered it slowly.

"Can you install seatbelt?" ask Zein.

"Can!" suhut Intan, hurry. He immediately pulled the seatbelt and installed it.

After that Zein walked towards his chair. Then he went in and drove the vehicle.

"Do you like white gold, yellow gold, or diamonds?" zein asked while looking straight ahead, while driving his car.

He married Intan as if he had to. But Zein still cares about the favorite of his future wife.

"What aja, Prof," said Intan.

"If I give you a wire ring, will you?" tanyakanya.

Intan gasps. "I am a man, not a pillar of the house, Prof," he said.

'Damn it!' maki Intan in heart.

"What's it say? That's why when asked that's a clear answer!" check Zein.