Married Professor Galak

39. Starts to Melt

Intan was astonished to hear Zein's words just now. "What do you mean, anyway? Did he indirectly say that he was in love with me?" intan Gumam. He felt Zein's speech just like a confession.

"Ah, how could that be. If love is to say love. Time diem-diem. Where is still fierce anyway," complained Intan. He still could not accept that Zein had not revealed it properly.

After a while, Zein came out of the bathroom. "Let's go home!" bring him.

Intan did not answer. He stood up and followed Zein.

"Mas first! Later I go the other way," Intan said as he exited Zein's room.

Zein turned towards Intan. "Why? You ashamed of my same path?" ask Zein.

Intan sighed. "It's not. What would people say if they saw us together often? We have to keep it a secret from others" Intan said.

"We or you want this wedding to be kept a secret?" check Zein.

Intan stopped her steps and looked at her husband. "So much for our wedding to be announced, huh? Why?" ask Intan.

"What are you doing, anyway?" Zein was asked that way by Intan.

"Yes Mas said I'm the only one who wants our marriage to be kept secret. Means I want it announced, dong?" Intan turned Zein's words around.

"You are, the more sinter the talk! It's there if you don't want to walk with me! But beware if I see you meeting the same guy. I'll rule, you know!" threaten Zein's.

"Geez, I feel like a child, I'm punished by all" Intan complained.

"You are still a child. Lecture is not finished yet," said Zein, anxious.

"Oh yes, yes. I can't wait for the test. Let's get an internship. Who knows if it's far away, hehe. Yeah, I've been first, Mas," ledek Intan. He left Zein.

Zein's getting pissed. "Why would he be happy if he got far away?" muttered. He did not accept seeing Intan happy like that. Though he was not willing if Intan was far let alone had to go to the border.

"Had I been able to undo that, I would've made him intern here to be my assistant again" Zein said, annoyed.

He rushed to the parking lot. Zein did not want to give Intan the time to meet with Bian in the slightest.

"Sore, Prof!"

Greet the sisters who passed by him.

One of them saw Zein often with Intan.

"Eh, Prof has a relationship with Dr. Intan, huh?" ask the nurse. He is different from Zein and Intan. Not knowing about their relationship.

"No, ah. Says who?" sahut sisters.

"I used to see them ride in cars together. Also came together. But where's the doctor, huh?" said the nurse.

"Maybe there's more work. Hence equally. You don't know, they're like tom and jerry. Poor doctor Intan often scolded Prof," explained the nurse who worked in the VIP room.

"Yes?"

"Yes. Almost every day scolded. Even last week after surgery, Dr. Intan was publicly yelled at." The sisters' words led them to believe that there was no special relationship between Intan and Zein.

"Well, Kirain's got a relationship. But poor doctor Intan, yes. Time scolded in public?"

"That's her. That's why I can't bear it. Fortunately, now Dr. Intan is done. So there's no need to see him every day."

"Yes, the suffering is free, hehe."

They did not know that Intan's suffering was still going on. This time, however, the suffering was sweeter.

A little while later, Zein had already arrived first in the parking lot. "Where is he going, anyway? Long time?" muttered Zein.

He who was impatient was knocking on his car's driver. Zein was upset that Intan could not be seen on his nose.

"Did he actually meet that guy?" muttered Zein. He who began to get emotional out of his car, wanted to find Intan.

However, when Zein just opened the door and stepped foot, Intan appeared while running towards Zein's car.

"That's it," murmured Zein. He closed the car door from inside.

"Sorry, Mas. I met Dr. Dimas, and he kept talking. I'm not good for it" said Intan with a breath of breath.

He rushed into Zein's car.

Zein turned towards Intan. "You're worse at Dimas than I am?" ask Zein.

"It's not so, Prof. But Dr. Dimas is also a senior. I'm so confused if this is so," Intan said, explaining.

Seeing such Intan, Zein so did not have the heart. Just as he was about to step on the gas, Zein saw Bian walking from the same direction as Intan earlier. He looked towards Zein.

"You've really met Dimas. Not that guy?" accuse Zein.

Intan looked at Zein with a flat look. "I'm sorry, I'm PMS, bad mood. Males is arguing. It's up to you to believe what's not, the important thing is that I'm clear," said Intan, annoyed. Then he turned his face away.

Hearing Intan's reply, Zein believed. Then he drove his car. "We had dinner outside, yes" Zein said.

This time he was more gentle with Intan.

"Yes," said Intan, briefly.

"What do you want to eat?" ask Zein.

"What the hell," Intan said.

"Why are you always like that? Sometimes you have to say what you want. I don't choose food. If it turns out that the food I choose you do not like, it is troublesome," complained Zein.

He was upset because Intan always answered like that when asked.

"But I don't know what to eat anymore, Mas. Again do not want to eat too," said Intan.

"Well, if you don't eat pigin. Let's go home!" zein said, annoyed. He also drove his car home.

"When you want to eat, eat. Let me go" said Intan.

"No, I'm not in the mood" said Zein. Then he was silent.

They finally returned silent. "I'm the one who PMS her sensi" Intan muttered, quietly.

"What did you say?" ask Zein.

"Nothing" Intan said without looking at Zein. He still turned his face away.

'Why is he getting so brave against me. Though she wasn't like that, was I too nice to her?' inner Zein.

A few moments later they arrived home.

“Mas want to eat what?” ask Intan when she gets home. She knew her husband was hungry.

“Eat the soup earlier,” replied Zein as he passed towards the kitchen.

“Dih, she still craves?” intan Gumam. He followed Zein. “This let me angetin first the soup!” said Intan while taking the soup pot that was on the dining table.

“No! I was hungry. Later if waiting to be heated,” replied Zein.

Actually, he was upset at Intan because he did not want to be invited to eat and instead answered him with a ketus.

“Oh, yes if you don't want to. Happy eating!” Intan was annoyed to see Zein's attitude like that.

***

A week later ....

"Assalamu alaikum" he said as he entered the house. Their relationship is now getting better.

He was confused as to why Intan did not answer his greetings. Zein was looking for his wife.

"Oh, pray again" he muttered when he saw Intan praying in his room. Zein closed the door and went to the kitchen thirsty.

However, the moment Zein stepped up, he was reminded of something. "Well, pray again?" ask her with a glowing face.

Zein's smile expanded perfectly. He was very happy because his wife had prayed.

"That means tonight I can break my fast. Jess!" muttered Zein. He wanted to jump up and down when he realized that. Because he had been tormented long enough. For Zein, a week is like a year.

If you are alone, Zein dare to jump around. But in the presence of Intan, he still kept his wife so as not to be humbled by his wife.

Ahem!

Zein cleared his throat before entering the room. He had forgotten his original purpose for taking a drink in the kitchen. Seeing that Intan had prayed, immediately his throat was no longer thirsty.

As he entered the room, Zein saw Intan still praying. He also changed into a casual dress. Even Zein only wore color pants without wearing underwear. Then he picked up a short-sleeved shirt.

Luckily they had dinner last night. So that at this time Zein could immediately prepare to take his ration.

Finished changing clothes, Zein went to the bathroom. He brushed his teeth, gargled with mouthwash, then cleaned his gun. After that Zein put on perfume so that his wife was excited.

"Perfects! You are handsome, Zein. It's worth it that he's crazy about you" Zein said. Praising himself in front of the mirror. He believes Intan is in love with him. Though if Intan saw that, surely he would be illfeel. Because, for Intan it is very disgusting.

After that, Zein came out of the bathroom.

Chequek!

Zein frowned, his eyes running around, looking for his wife. "Where is he?" muttered Zein. He was confused because Intan was not there.

Zein went outside to find his wife. He heard a voice in the kitchen. Zein went to the kitchen and sure enough, Intan was there.

'It turns out here apparently, ' Inner Zein. He approached Intan who was washing the dishes.

Intan had not yet washed the dishes. Because, after eating Intan directly do other work. Then pray isya.

"Again what?" asked Zein while hugging Intan from behind.

"Geez!" intan. He was aghast because Zein suddenly hugged him.

"Why does seneng really make me sport the heart?" moaned, annoyed.

"Can't be good. Let the heart be healthy" Zein replied, sniffing Intan's neck.

Lately their relationship has begun to improve even though Zein still can not express her love.

"It's not healthy, there I can die of a heart attack!" answer Intan ketus. He continued to wash dishes regardless of Zein who was busy pressing his neck. But actually he felt amused.

"You're so good, anyway?" ask Zein. Then he inhaled the scent of Intan's newly shampooed hair.

"Yes it was just shampooing," replied Intan as it is.

"Oh yeah? Have you prayed?" ask Zein, pretend.

"Udah, just now" Intan said.

"That's not what it means. Is the period over?" ask Zein again.

Intan immediately stopped his movement. He looked towards Zein. "Hem .. pantesan from earlier mepet-mepet continue .. it turns out there are shrimp behind the bakwan," said Intan, anxious. Right now Zein is like a little boy who's asking his mother for nen.

"Yah .. his name is also a week without rations. Reasonable, dong. At least I am still faithfully waiting for a wife who is in trouble" replied Zein.

"Curtain! It is faithful, so that obstacles also ask for manual treatment continues," said Intan, sebal.

"Aren't you sincere?" asked Zein while pinching Intan's cheek.

"Not sincere. But the words of Mas are not in accordance with reality. I was washing dishes again. Heavy tau digelayutin like that!" moaned, annoyed.

Zein grabbed Intan's hand and washed it. "Let me do the dishes. You're completing the main obligation of duli!" said Zein.

After the hand is clean. He took a rag and dried it. Then he held Intan.

Intan smiled at her husband's attitude. "Basic!" said, sebal.

"Basic why?" asked Zein without looking.

"It's okay. There are people whose prestige is as mountainous as possible. I don't know until when the prestige mountain melts," Intan quipped.

"You mean me?" ask Zein.

"Think of it yourself" Intan said. He was lazy to give his.

Intan had previously confided in her mother. And his mother said that not all men can express love easily. It's not just a matter of prestige. Sometimes there are characters like that.

Men are different from women who can express their feelings with words. But men are more into action.

That's what makes Intan start accepting and not demanding Zein to say love. For her, as long as Zein can be sweet, she considers that it is a form of her husband's love.

Yes ... although it is undeniable that Intan still expects Zein's recognition, sooner or later. He would wait for her and try to remain patient.

When he entered the room, Zein closed the door with his feet.

Brug!

"Tonight you have to be ready to rapelan, yes," Zein said.

"What's that?" ask Intan.

"Well, I'm fasting for a week. So it should be at least 7 rounds," Zein ledek.

"Have a son! I won't be able to walk." Intan prote, while chopping.

"If you can't walk, there will be me who can carry" said Zein. He lowered Intan on the bed. After that he stood up and took off his shirt.

Intan smiled as she looked at Zein. 'Thankfully you said love even though I slept. I don't think I know how you feel. Just wait for your ego to come down and say to me in a conscious state, Intan's mind while looking at her husband.

He was happy because lately Zein had never been angry with him. Even Zein always spoke softly.

Finally that night they returned to love. This time it was even hotter than usual. Because Zein has been fasting for a week.

"Thank you," Zein said as she peeked at Intan's forehead. He broke his body and immediately fell asleep. Zein forgot that he promised to do the dishes.

"Basic, fierce! If it is delicious, directly pules, deh," muttered Intan slowly. She looked at the sleeping face of her husband.

After being convinced that Zein was asleep, Intan ventured to stroke her husband's face.

"Why are you so selfish? No one can say it's like love, but it turns out you secretly love me," muttered Intan, slowly.

"Try from the beginning you want to. Surely our relationship will not be complicated like yesterday."

"Good thing you haven't been so bad lately. If not, I will punish you. I'll hide until you reveal your feelings" Intan said, snapping his finger at Zein's nose.

"Thank you, yeah. Now you are being nice to me. Hopefully it can be like that" Intan said while cupping Zein's cheek. Then she kissed her husband's lips.

"Sleep tight" whispered Intan. Then he went downstairs to clean his body in the bathroom.

However, when Intan turned back, Zein immediately pulled her waist and hugged her.