Married Professor Galak

31. Streets

In the afternoon, Zein finally decided to take Intan for a walk. But as usual, he invited Intan as if he did not invite her.

Zein came out of the room and spoke to Intan who was still sitting on the sofa outside. "You wanna come?" tanyakanya.

Intan turned towards Zein. "No, Prof. Thanks," he said, briefly. Then he turned his face back.

"But I want you to come" Zein said again. What is so hard to do well. He even asked Intan to come or not like when he wanted to take him home.

"This guy actually wants me to go or offers me to come?" tanya Intan, annoyed.

"What difference?" Zein asked back.

"Yes is clearly different. If it means that Prof really wants to take me for a walk. Meanwhile, if you offer to come, it means Prof wants to go for a walk on his own, I come or not no problem," replied Intan, ketus.

"Oh, you are so complicated. Come with me!" said Zein. Then he pulled out Intan's hand.

"But, Prof!" moo.

"No, no need to buts!" sahut Zein, gaunty.

"That's not the door to her room closed?" ask Intan again.

Zein turned to the door and forgot to close the door. "Ck! Why didn't you tell me from earlier, anyway? That's why most protests are not. Make people forget." Zein blamed Intan. Then he let go of Intan's hand and walked towards the door.

He was so ashamed to have forgotten the door.

Intan immediately did a movement of kicking the wind because it was too upset at her husband. 'Hiihihh! Maybe he's even wronging me. It's good I told you, ' Inner Intan.

Before long Zein had returned and held Intan's hand again.

Intan immediately frowned. "Is it supposed to be like this?" tanyakanya.

"What?" Zein asked back, without sin.

Intan also raised their interlocked hands.

"Yes should. If it is not held, you will run away" said Zein, then he returned to face the front.

"What am I supposed to run away from everything?" muttered Intan, slowly.

"You are a wife who denies it" said Zein. It turns out he heard Intan mutter.

Intan immediately closed her mouth. 'I feel like I'm talking slowly. It turns out that her hearing is good as well, ' her inner self.

Zein invites Intan to walk by the beach, enjoying the breeze of the blowing wind and the waves that wet their feet.

"Do you like the beach?" ask Zein. This time his tone was quite gentle. Because he wants to make out with Intan on the beach.

"Okay," Intan said, briefly.

Zein turned towards Intan. "Why are you, anyway? Jutek kept talking about it. I tried to be kind to you" asked Zein, astonished. He is not aware of his mistake.

Intan did not expect that the man was acting as if he was innocent. "No, really. Maybe it's just Prof's feeling," replied Intan while holding back his annoyance. Even a look of annoyance could not be covered from his face.

"Oh yeah? But how did his face look like it's like that?" ask Zein again.

Intan immediately shook her head and turned her face away. "It's up to you to tell me what," he said, holding his nose that was blooming with annoyance. At the moment, Intan is not arguing. Until he tries to avoid.

"Okay, then I'd like to ask you something" Zein said.

"If I don't want to, what?" ask Intan.

"Must want to" said Zein.

"Why is Prof Seneng really maksa?" intan asked again while puffing his face.

"Because I'm your husband. So you must obey me" said Zein while pinching Intan's nose.

"I didn't say I wanted to tell you. I just want to ask you something." Zein looked at Intan. He was upset because Intan always denied it.

"What?" yukipanya, ketus.

"We should be friendly in front of our parents!" zein said, seriously.

Intan immediately smiled while shaking his head. "What's the difference with telling?"

"Yes different, dong. If this is what I ask, not what I tell."

"But Prof's words just now require me. It means that Prof told me." Intan was getting brave against Zein.

"Why are you so upset?" ask Zein, annoyed.

"Because Prof himself cannot treat me well ...."

Zain who was upset at Intan immediately pulled Intan's nape and waist. He then silenced his wife's mouth with his lips.

Intan panicked because at that time their position was on the beach. He also tried to encourage Zein because he did not want to be considered immoral in public places.

"Prof!" Intan protest.

"From now on, we have to be friendly in front of our parents so they can be sure that our relationship is okay" Zein said after releasing their lip link. He also rubbed the lips of Intan who was wet due to his actions.

"One more! I will not hesitate to kiss you like just now even in a public place if you continue to refute me. Understand!" threaten Zein's. Then he immediately released his hand which was holding onto Intan's body.

Finally Intan could only growl annoyed at Zein's arrogant demeanor.

When Intan was still upset, Zein again took his wife's hand. “What is the difficulty of having a good relationship without having to argue?” ask Zein.

“It's hard because you're authoritarian. If you could appreciate me more, I would be cooperative,” replied Intan.

Zein turned towards Intan. “Oh, so you want to be appreciated? Looks like you have been very deep in your role as a wife, huh?” ask Zein. That's not an acting role.

But the misunderstood Intan thought that what Zein meant was acting. “Ya difficult emang if from the beginning already consider this marriage just a charade. His work demands obligations of all kinds. Strange,” muttered Intan.

Zein looked at Intan and looked at him. He who is very upset is difficult to say. Until finally Zein snapped Intan's forehead.

The plot!

“Aww! Pain, Prof,” complained Intan.

“Biarin! Let the juteknya ilang,” said Zein, anxious.

“Prof says I keep on going. But you do not realize that from the first Prof is more jutek and fierce with me.” Intan protest.

“But now I'm not jutek anymore,” says Zein.

Intan. He did not think that Zein was unconscious. He looked at Zein while biting his lower lip.

“Why? Want me to bite?” goda Zein's.

“Basic Professor Muhammad Zein Muammar. Mesum!” cibir Intan's. Then he let go of Zein's hand and ran towards their bungalow.

“Wah ... how dare he sneer at me,” muttered Zein. Then he chased Intan.

Zein's steps are much longer than Intan's. So he had no trouble chasing his wife.

“Where are you going, you? Do you really want to play chase?” asked Zein while hugging Intan from behind.

“Lease! I hate Prof!” intan said, annoyed.

“oya? Then let's see! Until when the hatred will last. I am sure, someday, hate it will turn into love,” whispered Zein. Then he held onto Intan and brought her back to the bungalow.