
Zein's words just now made the two of them awkward. All the way there was silence.
After a while they arrived at the hotel where they were staying. The hotel, which is still located in the capital, is on the beach and they get bungalow-type rooms that directly face the beach.
Zein immediately checked in using the voucher he had.
"Oh, this is the honeymoon package, huh?" ask receptionist.
Intan was embarrassed to hear it.
"Yes," Zein replied, briefly. He doesn't feel the same way as Intan. Instead of being embarrassed, Zein was proud of it.
“Good, please wait a minute!” receptionis.
After they finished checking in, they were escorted by a bell boy to the room.
If the other couple will walk friendly, at least hand in hand. The other with this couple. They walked as if they did not know each other.
They walked through several bungalows on the beach. The afternoon breeze was so cool, the atmosphere was very romantic. This place is perfect for honeymooners.
"This is his room" said the bell boy. Then he opened the door and put their belongings into the room.
“OK, thank you,” sahut Zein. He also entered the bungalow.
"Can anyone help me again?" ask bellboy.
"No, thank you," Zein replied, giving the person tips.
The Bell boy resigned himself and left them.
Ahem!
Zein cleared his throat when he saw Intan standing around like a confused person.
"Later tonight there will be candle light dinner, for now you can do whatever you want. Free," said Zein, then he passed by sitting on the sofa in the middle room of the bungalow.
Intan gasps. He was confused what to do. He wants to walk on the beach and be embarrassed to be alone. But he thought it was better than having to be alone in the room together with the annoying person.
"Then I want to take a walk on the beach first, Prof. Excuse me," Intan said. Then he hurried out of the room without waiting for a response from Zein.
"Please have fun!" muttered Zein while grinning. He deliberately let Intan walk alone because later tonight Intan time will be seized by him.
After Intan left, Zein was busy opening her phone. He was looking for success tips the first night.
"I can't fail. Tonight my pride is at stake" Zein murmured. He felt his pride would fall if he failed to satisfy Intan.
Zein swallowed saliva while reading the tips and tricks of the first night in one of the articles he opened. It felt like Zein's throat was dry as his mind wandered.
"ah! If I keep reading it, I might lose it before the war. Okay, the important thing is I've got the outline. I'm sure I can do it, too" Zein said. After that, he went and decided to take a shower.
He soaked and used scrubs. Because Zein wants to give the best impression to his wife.
Meanwhile, Intan was daydreaming by the beach. I think he wants to escape from that place. Because tonight his sanctity is at stake.
"Do I have to live forever with a shitty guy like him?" intan Gumam. Sometimes he kicked the sand because he was upset.
"Aarrrgghhh!" Intan shouted as loud as possible to release the uneasiness that had been haunting him ever since.
"Why should I marry a nice guy like him? Is there not in this world a much better man who could be my husband?" moo.
For her to marry Zein was already like a nightmare. Especially when it was on the road Zein had asked for his rights indirectly. That means Intan no longer has a chance to run away from the man he hates.
Satisfied alone on the beach, Intan returned to the bungalow when it was getting dark. “May he sleep again,” muttered Intan. He was reluctant to interact with Zein.
Intan went into the bungalow and said hello. “Asslamu alaikum,” said, slowly.
“Udah play?” ask Zein. He looks so fresh in his casual clothes. Even Intan can smell the fragrant aroma of her husband's body.
“Udah,” replied Intan. Then he picked up his clothes and went into the bathroom.
“The bath is clean, yes! Wear my soap, let it smell!” zein said when Intan closed the door. He believes Intan can still hear his words even though he does not answer.
‘Cih! Why the hell use tell kayak that's all? Very males,’ muttered Intan, annoyed.
Before getting married, he had been doing treatment at the spa because asked by his mother. Even Intan shaved off the hair in the sensitive part on the advice of salon people.
“Why should I follow their advice, huh?” intan Gumam. He regretted having done that. “But if not shaved also shy,” he continued. It's so bad what it should be like. Whatever is done is still ashamed.
A few minutes later, they were ready for a romantic dinner. There is no romance between them at all.
Tonight Intan was asked to wear a beautiful dress. Because previously he only wore pajamas when going to do dinner.
"Do you not know how to dress?" zein asked as Intan came out of the bathroom.
"meaning?" Intan asked back. He didn't feel anything strange about his clothes.
"Don't you forget tonight we have a candle light dinner?" ask Zein again.
Intan shook his head. He replied that he had not forgotten.
"Then why are you just wearing pajamas like that? Are you going to sleep?" ask Zein again. "Are you deliberately trying to get me to sleep?" accuse Zein. He deliberately spoke like that so that Intan immediately changed clothes.
Intan shook his head quickly. "No, Prof. I don't know what to wear" Intan said.
Finally Zein walked towards Intan's suitcase and looked for clothes that were roughly suitable for his wife to wear.
"Lho, what does Prof want?" ask Intan. He panicked when Zein opened the suitcase. Because in the suitcase there was underwear that he thought was not worth seeing by Zein.
"Have, don't protest too much!" sahut Zein's. He ruffled Intan's suitcase and Intan was surprised when his underwear was plastered so real in front of Zein.
He immediately took all the clothes and hid them.
Zein grinned at his wife's behavior. "Why? Sooner or later I will see the contents" said Zein, looking down at the tip of his lips.
Intan's eyeballs almost jumped. He felt that he was being harassed by the man in front of him. However, she remembered that the man was her husband. So he couldn't possibly protest.
"Wear this!" zein said while giving her a dress she felt was appropriate enough to wear that night.
"Yes, Prof," said Intan, limp. After that, he tidied up his suitcase and went into the bathroom to change clothes.
Meanwhile, Zein is currently wearing a white slim fit shirt with gray pants as eye to toe. He looks so handsome and fresh.
He waited for Intan to come out of the bathroom. Though they only do dinner on the terrace of the room connected to the pool.
Moments later, Intan was out of the bathroom. She looks so graceful and beautiful, because Intan wears a little makeup on her face.
Zein was also amazed to see it. ‘Beautiful once,’ her inner. But then he realized. "Come on!" invite Zein when you feel Intan's appearance is okay. Then they walked to the terrace and enjoyed the dinner that was available.
'Why does it have to be like this, anyway? It was an ordinary dinner. After all the condition is also awkward like this, Intan's mind.
"This is the package of the vocher we got. So just enjoy it, it doesn't take much protest" Zein said, as if he knew what was on his wife's mind.
"Yes, Prof." Intan did not want to protest.
However, actually the dinner was not a package of vochers that they got. But that was Zein's personal request. Before coming there, Zein had contacted the hotel and asked them to prepare it and said it was a package.
"Do you like the food?" ask Zein.
"Like, Prof," Intan said, briefly.
'Likes, anyway. But suddenly so bad because of the sound of her voice, ' Inner Intan. Actually he was not comfortable eating face to face with Zein. Because Intan was worried that the man was issuing a sentence that made him hurt again.
They enjoyed the food without saying a word. As if they don't know each other.
After eating, Intan did not dare to go first. So he just sat quietly waiting for Zein to leave the place.
Zein who had finished eating and sat for a long time began to move. However, before leaving, Zein gave a paper bag to Intan.
"Tonight you will wear it!" said Zein, while putting a paper bag in front of Intan.
"Huh?" ask Intan. He was confused as to what Zein meant. "This what?" tanyakanya.
"Lingerie," said Zein, briefly.