Married Professor Galak

22. Victim's Playing

Intan gaped at Zein's attitude like that. I think he wants to throw Zein with his bag. But he tried to restrain himself because he was still aware that Zein was his consul.

"Oh, so he's gonna pretend he doesn't know me. Okay, you sell me!" gumam Intan slowly. He will act the same as Zein, pretending not to know.

Intan came into the room. They had to take the same elevator to get into their room.

Finally, Intan waited for the elevator next to Zein and the others. But he was no less cold than Zein. Intan seemed not to see Zein and pretended not to know her.

'Lho, why is he following me? He should apologize or please me because yesterday was carelessly talking, dong!' inner Zein. He was upset because Intan even followed along.

“Eh, meet the beautiful doctor again,” said someone whose voice is very familiar.

The deg!

Zein choked when she heard Bian's voice. He was sure that the woman he was addressing was Intan. Because there was only Intan there.

Intan turned to look at Bian. “Again, Mas Bian,” greet Intan, friendly. He wanted to show Zein. That, even though Zein ignored him, he remained happy.

“This morning you look happy again, yes. Vibesnya different, so,” said Bian.

“Iya dong, life must be brought happy despite many problems that arise. We do not need to point our problems in front of others,” replied Intan.

“Wah, like the chocolate I gave you yesterday was quite effective, deh,” said Bian, proud.

Intan smiled. “Can be, tuh. So the mood is really good.”

“Do I need to give chocolate again to get in the mood? Or we have lunch together, yuk!” bring Bian. It is increasingly launching its mode.

Hearing their conversation, Zein grew even hotter. ‘How dare he talk to another man in front of his own future husband?’ inner Zein while hardening her jaw.

Intan did not answer, the elevator door was open.

Ting!

When the elevator door opened, Intan let Zein enter first, then he entered so that Intan's position was in front of him.

Zein is getting annoyed to see Intan and Bian so cool talking. Even Bian who is smart to fight it makes Intan always smile.

‘Why should he smile like that? Whereas if in front of me, he never smiles,’ Inner Zein. He did not realize that Intan never smiled because he was always scolded.

Though originally Zein who intended to ignore Intan because he was sulking. But now it is he who feels neglected.

Even as the elevator opened, Intan came out first and did not look at Zein at all. But he was happy with Bian. “Initial yes, Mas,” said.

“OK, happy duty, Doc!” bian Sahut.

Zein to gape saw Intan so dare to challenge him. 'Review ya, Intan, ' muttered Zein in the heart.

"Yee, is there anyone who can pretend not to know? I can too," muttered Intan as she slammed down as the elevator door closed again. Then he walked into his room.

Zein's room was different from other doctors because he was one of the higher-ups in the hospital.

"Duh! I don't want to see him, though. How, huh? Can't you pretend you don't know?" muttered Intan when she was in her room. He put the bag down, then put on his white coat.

After that with a heavy heart Intan went to the poly room because this morning Zein had no scheduled surgery.

"Maybe he's not angry because I was following him" Intan muttered. He was impulsive, so he regretted and worried that Zein would be angry with him.

Intan rushed to Zein's room while limping because his leg was still sore.

"The prof has not entered yet?" tanya Intan to the nurse who was on guard in the poly.

"Udah, just now, Doc," said the nurse.

"Duh .. yes already, thank you, yes," Intan said.

With a heavy heart he was forced into the room.

Tuk, tuk, tuk!

"Lake in!"

"Excuse me, Prof" he said after opening the door. Then he entered the room and was about to retrieve the patient status book on Zein's desk.

Taps!

"Huh?" Intan was confused asked like that. He felt that there was nothing wrong with his job.

"Do you still know me?" sindir Zein's. His attitude is very childish.

"What do you mean, Prof?" Intan asked back.

"Aren't you acting like a stranger who doesn't know me? It is clear that I am behind you. Even you don't seem to see me. Is that your attitude towards the boss?" ask Zein.

Intan sighed slowly. 'What? Why is he playing victim like gini, anyway? He was the first one who nyuekin me. But why is it now that it's like I started first?' intan while grinding his teeth. He was very upset with Zein.

"I think you don't need any more value from me" Zein said, threateningly.

Intan swallows the saliva while breathing, then he speaks. "I'm sorry, if I'm wrong, Prof. I was just confused and confused about what to do," replied Intan. There's no way he's telling the truth.

Zein grins. "Oh yeah? But your attitude is not like a shady person. Except more to the insolent. Moreover, you are even cool in talking to a man. Where is your respect for your future husband?" zein said, annoyed.

Intan felt her breathing was so tight. I think he wanted to escape from that place. But this is Intan's last day working at the hospital as a koas. 'Strong Intan, you can do it. Stay today. Fuck him, what the fuck is he gonna say. After that you can be free, ' Inner Intan.

'Hiks, but his freedom is only temporary. Next it will be worse because .. ah, that's it!' Intan is increasingly upset because considering the annoying man is her future husband.

"I'm sorry if I've been insolent, Prof," Intan said. He relented so that the matter would not be extended by Zein and the value was not complicated by his consul.

"This time I'm sorry. But next time, I won't forgive if you act like that again" Zein said while busy doing his job.

"Well, Prof," replied Intan. He who was standing beside Zein slashed towards him. It felt like Intan really wanted to beat up Zein. But again he tried to restrain himself.

As Intan was slashing while clenching his hands, Zein suddenly turned towards him. Intan gasped and immediately changed her expression.

"What are you doing?" ask Zein.

"No, Prof. I was just watching the report that Prof was making," Intan said, nervous.

But Zein did not believe him just like that. Sometimes he glanced at Intan to make sure his feelings were not wrong. Because earlier he felt Intan doing a movement as if he wanted to beat him.

After that, they did their job as usual.

In the afternoon, Zein takes Intan home together again. He was tired of playing the role of a stranger.

"Your legs are still sick?" zein asked as Intan was preparing to leave Zein's room.

"No, Prof," Intan said, briefly.

"If it doesn't hurt, why is the road still like that? You trying to lie to me?" ask Zein.

'Lha, if you know what is nanya? What does it have to do with you?' inner Intan. But he chose not to answer Zein's words.

"Your motorbike has been delivered back to your home. So it's better this afternoon you come with me again" Zein said. Until now he still does not want to say that he wants to take Intan. Zein prefers to use the word 'follow me'.

"I can ride a motorcycle taxi, Prof," Intan said.

"Please. But your value is on me. Isn't today your last day? Or do you want to take it to my house? No problem" said Zein.

Intan turned to Zein. 'Oh yeah, I forgot something that important. Then why not immediately loved now, anyway?' inner Intan.

"Can't it be now, Prof?" ask Intan.

Zein shook his head. "I'm the consul, so you don't have to arrange me!" check Zein.

"Good, Prof. Then excuse me first" Intan said. He left Zein's room.

"Hiihhhhhhh! How is there a human like him? This if I don't want to hurt anymore, it feels like I want to kick the wall again," muttered Intan, furious.

"Why the hell, Doc?" ledek one of the nurses who saw Intan's behavior.

"Eh, it's okay, Sus. Hehehe," said Intan.

Today he wants to say goodbye to everyone. But because Zein invited him home together, Intan decided to come to the hospital tomorrow just to say goodbye to all his colleagues.

Intan rushed to Zein's car to go home with him again.

"Hopefully a distant apprentice so I don't have to see him for a few years" Intan muttered. He did not know that it had been since long ago Zein arranged for his internship.