
"Sore, Prof," said Intan as usual when entering Zein's car. Then he immediately put on the seatbelt because he did not want any drama paired seatbelt by Zein again.
"Sore" said Zein. Then he drove his vehicle.
While they were on the road, they were silent. Zein was still upset that Intan had been cold to him and was even familiar with Bian. While Intan's frustration towards Zein was already mounting.
"This is your last day at work. I hope that from tomorrow you can rest at home. Don't let there be any sick drama on the wedding day" Zein said. He could not stand it if he just stayed like that.
Intan. "Drama?" ask her while frowning.
"What is it, I am definitely busy. If you have to reschedule the wedding just because you are sick, it will certainly be very troublesome," replied Zein.
Intan sighed. He rose in blood after hearing Zein's words just now.
Actually Zein said that because he did not want his marriage to back off again. But because the prestige was too big to admit it, Zein finally uttered a sentence that turned out to hurt Intan again.
"Prof take it easy! I'm quite professional and it's impossible to act for such a problem" Intan replied.
Zein frowned. He was confused why Intan said 'professional' when what they would do was not a job.
"What do you mean?" ask Zein.
"No meaning whatsoever. It was prof who said there should be no drama. Yes I replied that I would not act" Intan said, upset.
"Not that, you said 'professional', what do you think marriage is?" ask Zein again. He was also angry at Intan.
"Isn't that a question Prof should be asking yourself?" skak Intan's.
Zein gasps. "Looks like you're getting brave enough to answer me, huh?" ask her to Intan.
"I'm just trying to answer the facts. Sorry if Prof is not pleased," Intan said.
'You'll regret having fought me like that, ' Inner Zein, while gripping the steering wheel of her car.
A while later they had arrived in front of Intan's house.
"It's your value" Zein said, giving Intan an envelope.
However, just as Intan was about to take the envelope, Zein instead pushed it back until Intan's body advanced and attempted to reach for it unconsciously.
The deg!
Intan was surprised when it turned out that their faces were already close together.
"Do you know what punishment is appropriate for a future wife who is very brave against her future husband?" asked Zein while looking at Intan.
Just contact Intan to retreat. But Zein who was already upset was immediately pulled the nape of his neck and made fun of Intan until the girl was wide-eyed.
Initially Intan revolted. He pushed Zein and beat his shoulder. But his strength was outdone and he finally closed his eyes.
Their heartbeats are unpretentious. Especially when Zein hugged and****** Intan's lips so gently, it didn't seem like a punishment at all.
"Other times please be more polite to me!" said Zein while rubbing the lips of Intan who was wet due to the act. Then he gave me the envelope he had in his hand.
Diamond froze for a while. Because this is his first kiss. However, upon awakening, he hurried away and got off Zein's car.
"Thank you, Prof" he said.
A second later he realized his words could be mistaken for Zein. 'uh? Why did I say thank you after he yelled at me? What if he thinks I'm doing?' inner Intan.
He was so embarrassed. He rushed to open the car door and ran into his house.
Zein grins. I don't know why he was so happy after punishing Intan just now. "Sok-sokan angry, but enjoy it too," muttered Zein as he gave a smile. He left the house happily.
At night, they could not sleep. They remembered what happened this afternoon in the car.
"Why would that son of a bitch dare nyium me? Doesn't he hate me? Can any man do such a thing easily, even if not with the person he loves?" muttered Intan while hugging her roll.
"That's stupid! I should be angry, but why am I even resigned, anyway? Ahh, Professor fuck!" maki Intan's. Actually he was upset at himself for not being able to resist Zein.
Especially at this time he even thumped when remembering the incident earlier. Still imagined how soft the fondling of the man whose mouth was like a mercon. He also became difficult to sleep because he continued to imagine this.
Meanwhile, Zein was lying on the bed with a smile. "When you say, his mouth is sore. But it turned out that her lips were sweet as well" Zein murmured. Though his mouth was much more spicy than Intan.
Zein suddenly swallowed the saliva while staring at the ceiling, imagining what they were going to do the first night.
"Whatever our relationship is, if it's legitimate, I'm entitled to her. So she couldn't possibly refuse if I wanted to take away my rights, right?" muttered Zein. Then he took the bolster and flanked it tightly as his body had already begun to stiffen.
Zein imagined that the bolster was Intan. He hugged her, even unconsciously Zein sniffed the bolsters.
"Argh! Why does it feel so long," complained Zein. He can't wait to get married soon. Moreover, from tomorrow Intan has not come to the hospital anymore. Nothing yet, Zein already missed him.
"Geez! Patience, Zein. After this you can meet every day" Zein murmured.
But then he immediately sat down. "Waith! Why am I like this? Who was he until I was impatient? Something must be wrong. This must be ... sure .. ah, that's it!" Zein was confused by his own attitude.
After that, he returned to his body and tried to close his eyes.
The next day ....
As Zein was walking in the hospital corridor, he heard Intan's voice and immediately stopped his steps.
"It looks like I'm familiar with that voice" Zein murmured. Then he retreated to see if his hearing was not wrong.
Turns right. Intan was there, talking to other nurses and doctors.
'Lho, what is he doing here?' inner Zein. Unknowingly, he smiled at her. Zein was happy to see Intan there.
"Did he miss me until he came to the hospital? Though it's off duty," murmured Zein. He is very ge'er.