Married Professor Galak

33. Husband or King

"Wah ... It looks like soon Papah will get a grandson, nih," ledek Muh, smiling.

Intan is getting more and more confused. He did not expect it turned out that Muh was relaxed. He thought a hospital owner would take care of his wife. Intan did not know that the Zein family had a warm and relaxed relationship.

"It is in the way Papah wants it. As a good boy, I was kind. What matters is effort. The problem is what the outcome will be. Isn't that right, honey?" zein said while embracing Intan's waist and turned his head towards her. So that Zein's lips are so close to Intan's cheeks.

It turns out that there is another side of Zein that Intan does not know. He thought Zein was a stiff man and always serious. But it turns out he was very relaxed when talking to his papa.

Intan's face blushed, he only answered her with a nod. 'Oh, so this means having to be friendly in front of parents?' inner Intan.

He was upset because Intan thought Zein was acting. At the moment, her husband is taking advantage of her situation.

"Yes, then. Please continue! Hopefully it will pay off, yes," said Muh while rubbing Intan's shoulder.

Intan misbehaved.

"Ready, Pah! Mumpung is still young so can keep trying. Papah just help pray aja," said Zein, smiling proudly.

"Oh yes, but you also do not be too forsir Intan, Zein. Pity if Intan gets tired. Papah knows you are young, but you must pay attention to your wife's condition too, yes! Do not want to eat it yourself," said Muh. Then it passed.

Intan gaped at the chatter of children and fathers who seemed not ashamed to discuss the sensitive matter. He looked towards Zein.

"What's? You want another try?" goda Zein's.

Intan instantly removed Zein's hand from her waist. "Prof why aren't you ashamed to talk about it like Papah?" tanya Intan while walking towards the sofa.

Zein again closed the door of his room and followed Intan.

"Why should I be ashamed? I am an adult. No problem, dong?" sahut Zein, relax. Then he walked to the closet. The Zein family is open. So it is common to discuss taboos even once.

"But I'm not comfortable with it, Prof," Intan complained as he watched Zein walk by.

However, while in front of the closet, Zein immediately released the bath robe and threw it onto the chair just like that.

Intan turned his face. She was embarrassed to see the back of her husband's challenging body. Because, when making love, Intan almost never saw the part.

Seeing the reaction of Intan from the reflection of the glass in the bookcase, Zein smiled. Then he deliberately wanted to tease her.

"Witho!" call, Zein.

"Dad?" suhut Intan while looking. He was surprised that Zein was not wearing any clothes. Then Intan turned her face again.

"Here you!" call Zein again. He was currently holding the clothes he was going to wear.

Actually in the closet there are not many clothes of his. There are only a few copies if the clothes are dirty. The lights are also small in size.

"What's up, Prof?" ask Intan again.

"If you are called to come, do not even ask. Here quick!" pinta Zein's.

Finally, Intan was forced to approach Zein while turning his face away.

"Dad?" intan said as he stood near Zein.

Zein, who was looking back at him, turned back. Then he pulled Intan's chin so he could look at her.

"So you were so excited to take off my clothes. So now I'm asking you to wear it again" Zein said. Then he gave the clothes to Intan.

Zein deliberately wanted to harass Intan who was still awkward.

The deg!

Intan could not figure out why her husband could be so crazy.

"But, Prof. You can wear it yourself" Intan said.

"Or do you want to see my body like this? That's why I don't want to put clothes on my body" Zein accused.

He could most provoke Intan so that his wife would obey him even if forced.

"No!" suhut Intan, annoyed while taking the clothes.

Intan put it on the table, then he started from the innermost clothes.

'What husband is king, anyway? Could he have told me to be like this?' inner Intan. He was uncomfortable when he touched Zein's underwear.

After that, Intan squatted before Zein while widening the waist of the underwear.

Zein smiled, then he lifted his legs one by one and Intan put the pants into Zein's legs.

Intan swallowed the saliva when pulling it up, he did not turn his head when the pants had arrived at the center.

"So the hell made it? Then it's uncomfortable. Can be clamped," said Zein when Intan did not justify his weapon pinned by the tip of the pants.

"I don't know, Prof. What should it be?" ask Intan. He had not seen a head appear on the edge of his pants.

"Yes, you see for yourself. Did you go in yet?" sahut Zein's. He wanted Intan to see it.

Intan seemed to doubt.

"Come, Tan! You don't be so pious. You have enjoyed my whole body. Just seeing or touching it like that is certainly not a strange thing," said Zein, anxious.

"It's in normal condition, Prof. So I'm ashamed" Intan said, begging a little.

"When you're making love, isn't it normal?" ask Zein.

"Not so, Prof ...." Intan was confused on how to explain it.

"Udahlah, you like to argue! Look at!" said Zein, ketus. He forced Intan to look at his weapon.

Finally, Intan had to look in that direction. Then Zein confirmed his position.

"Please remember! His position is like this. So one day if I ask you to put it on again, you don't forget" Zein said, playing with his weapon.

He knew very well Intan was easily tempted if he saw the weapon. Because he can feel when Intan is devouring it, he looks so enjoy and like it.

Exact guess. "Looks like you want some more, huh?" zein asked as he saw Intan biting his own lips.

"Yes" Intan said unknowingly. "Eh, no, Prof!" it was quickly broken.

"Haha, Intan ... Intan! You are a hypocrite. If you like to say I like it! If you want to say it, I will love you. Mupeng face that still say not," sneered Zein. He does not realize that he is much more hypocritical than Intan.

Intan is speechless. Zein's words were right. Seeing that red head made him want to devour it again. Especially when he was enjoying, Zein immediately pulled him because he could not stand it.

This time Intan put on a Zein shirt. When he just buttoned the top, Zein again asked.

"Do you prefer bald or hairy?" ask Zein.

Uhuk! Uhuk! Uhuk!

Intan choked on his own saliva. His face was red. According to Intan, Zein's question is very unusual.

Instead of helping the choking Intan, Zein even more teased him. "I myself am very happy with the bald one like that. Thank you for trying to please me" he said with a smile.

He said such a thing because during the lovemaking Zein saw there was something different from his wife's.

Intan's face that was still red was immediately groaning. "Prof!" it was caught unconsciously. He was very embarrassed because actually he himself did not know why he shaved off the part.

"Why? It is, isn't it? But you know where the hell I like bald?" asked Zein with a smile. He was very confident that Intan was doing it to please Zein.

"I hope Prof don't overdo it, yeah! I don't like to talk about it!" intan. He turned back and left Zein.

Zein immediately embraced Intan's stomach and pulled him back. He hugged his wife from behind. "You don't like to talk, so you'd rather do it straight, huh?" whispered Zein, naughty.

Intan tried to rebel. He was both angry and ashamed. "Deliver!" intan.

"Where are you going?" ask Zein again. His tone was like a criminal holding a prisoner.

"Back home!" suhut Intan, ketus.

Zein pointed Intan at the mirror. "Are you sure you want to go home in this condition?" ask Zein. At that time the condition of Intan was very tangled. Messy hair, scuffed and stained clothes. He was sure Intan would be embarrassed to come out in such a condition.

When he saw his appearance, Intan was very shocked. "Then did Papah look like this?" tanya Intan seemed to be in disbelief.

Zein who was hugging Intan from behind nodded with a smile. "Yes, you managed to convince Papah that our relationship is very good," Zein ledek.

Intan immediately covered her face. Then he crouched down as Zein let go of his embrace. "Yahoo, maluuu!" moo.

"Why should I be ashamed? We're married" said Zein casually while buttoning his shirt.

Intan lazily answered Zein's words. He was confused what to do. Right now his breathing was puffed up with annoyance, he was like that because of Zein. But her husband did not want to take responsibility for her appearance.

"You better take a shower, there!" zein said, relax.

"I don't have clothes!" suhut Intan, ketus.

Zein reopened his closet. Then take clean clothes that are hanging in the closet.

"You can wear this!" said Zein while giving the shirt to Intan.

Intan stood up immediately. "Tok can there be my clothes here?" intan asked, as if he could not believe his clothes were there.

"Why can't you? You're my wife" said Zein casually as he took his pants that Intan put on the table.

"I mean, there's no way this shirt could have made its way here, right?" Intan is still curious.

"Don't I already say? I am the man in charge. So before doing something, I must have thought about all aspects. Including your clothes" said Zein. Then he put on his pants.

Intan digested Zein's words. "So that means the prof brought my clothes here?" tanyanya, wonder.

"He'em," said Zein. He is still relaxed.

Intan. "Means the Prof was already intending to do just that?" ask Intan again. He could not figure out why Zein could plan such a thing.

Zein exhaled. "I am a married man. So when I want it, I can do it anytime and anywhere. That's why I anticipate such a thing. Understood?" said it. Then he sat down in his work chair.

For him it is not strange if he wants to do that in his office. Moreover, the hospital is his.

Intan leaned next to the tip of his lips slightly while gawking. He could not believe that Zein's mind was so dirty. Even if they marry because of love, maybe Intan will not think so.

"Would you take a shower or do you want to repeat that?" goda Zein's.

Intan gasps. "Mandy!" answer, quickly. He rushed into the bathroom.

Zein chuckled at his wife's behavior. "What the hell is on his mind? I was married but his attitude was still awkward" Zein murmured. Again he was not aware that his own attitude made Intan that way.

It's the first time Intan has been in Zein's bathroom. He did not expect it turned out that in addition to preparing clothes, Zein also prepared soap and toiletries that he usually wears.

Intan looked towards the door. 'What's the matter, really? His mouth was very evil, but his attitude even made me melt like a gini, ' Inner Diamond.

He was very upset to face such conditions. The reason between Zein's attitude and speech is not very synchronous. Even Zein hugged him like a husband who loved his wife very much. But his words still make Intan's heart upset.

"Did he have a double personality, huh? Hiih, if it really is like that, really serem," muttered Intan with goosebumps. He doesn't know, Zein's problem is only in the ego. If he could lower his prestige just a little, surely their relationship would improve.

Finally I took a shower. His body felt so fresh when the shower water flowed from head to toe. Because since then she felt sticky because she had sweated while wrestling with her husband.

After the bath, Intan put on her clothes in the bathroom. She did not want to be considered tempting to Zein if she wore clothes in front of her husband.

"Well, why aren't there any hair dryers, anyway?" intan Gumam. It was impossible to get out of Zein's room in such a wet hair condition.

Finally, Intan came out of the bathroom and dared to ask Zein.

"Excuse me, Prof. Is there a hairdyer here?" ask Intan carefully.

Zein who was seriously working turned to look at Intan. "Hem .. This is not a hotel" Zein said.

“I just asked. Maybe there is," said Intan, annoyed.

Seeing that Intan's hair was wet, Zein grabbed the small towel in his wife's hand.

"Lho, why, Prof?" tanya Intan, confused.

Zien did not answer Intan's question. He walked to the couch and sat there. "Here you!" he said to Intan.

Intan was only according to Zein's request. "Dad?" tanyakanya.

"Sit down!" pinta Zein patted the part of the sofa he was sitting on. Right next to him.

Intan sat down with doubt. After that Zein twisted Intan's body to back him. Then he dried her hair with a towel.

Again, it makes the heart melt. How not? Zein's attitude to dry his wife's hair was really like a husband who was very attentive to his wife.

However, when Intan's heart was blooming, Zein suddenly interrupted. "It turns out having a wife is troublesome, huh?" muttered Zein while drying your hair. Intan never asked him to do anything like that.