Married Professor Galak

63. The Husband's Room

Merea all looked at each other as Zein passed by the wet condition of her hair.

"Wet, Guys," muttered one of the sisters.

"Can't do it, anyway?"

"Yes can. The hospital has him, really."

"Yes, anyway. But aren't you afraid of the heat, huh?"

"If the kegap also must have entered without a wrong permission."

"Yes too, yeah. But his wife is sick. Poor, deh."

"Pity why? His wife must be smart too. Time to wait for her own husband is loved? Was he tortured?"

"It hurts so bad again."

"That's a booster. Especially if the husband is 'pinter', which there is even spirit, times."

"Considerably Prof pinter isn't, huh?"

"Hus! Don't do it!"

"Hehehe, yes can not dapetin like that, at least imagine it."

They were even busy discussing the Zein that had just passed by. As if I had no job. There are still many reports they have to do.

Arriving at the VVIP room, Zein rushed into where the patient was being treated. "How's the condition?" ask Zein, seriously.

The nurse explained the condition of the patient. Then Zein immediately took the right action to deal with the patient.

Actually the nurse was a bit confused because Zein's clothes were quite casual and her hair was wet. But they didn't have time to just think about such a thing.

Zein always looks cool when it comes to action. His serious and calm expression made him so charismatic.

A few minutes later, Zein was done treating the patient. Luckily, his condition is now stable.

"Alhamdulillah is now stable. But don't let your guard down! Keep an eye on the patient's condition! If there's something, just call! I was in my wife's room" Zein said. Then it passed.

"Alright, Prof!" sahut nurse.

"Ooh, pantesans. I forgot his wife was being treated here again" the nurse muttered as she stared at Zein's departure.

Zein has arrived at Intan's room.

Chequek!

Hearing the sound of the door opening, Intan turned to her. "Well done, Mom?" tanyakanya.

"Udah, Honey. What do you want to eat?" Zein asked back.

"Not hungry yet, Mas" Intan said.

"Darling, you have to eat. It's afternoon, you know. You don't want to eat, do you?" lamented Zein. He sat down next to his wife.

"Yes his name is not hungry yet, Mas. I ate quite a lot of food while being fed to Mamah," explained Intan.

He felt full because he had been fed by his father-in-law. At the moment, he does not want to eat.

"But you'll have to eat, baby!" pinta Zein's.

"Yes, if I'm hungry, I'll eat. Instead of busy telling me to eat, mengingan you who eat, deh! Don't let because you take care of me, and Mas continues to be sick. Before you pay attention to others, pay attention to yourself, Mom!" intan's Advice.

Zein smiled. "You're not someone else, honey," he said.

"Yassam!" Intan was upset that Zein could always answer her words.

"Hehehe, yes dear, Yes .. soon the food comes. Just calm down, yeah!" said Zein.

He was always served for food. So Zein did not have to bother thinking about how the food.

"Mas there's no timetable for going to headquarter, huh?" ask Intan.

She remembers her husband having to prepare for the launch of his new book.

"Yes, Honey. But I postpone it first. It can still be taken care of later, really," said Zein.

"Mas, I don't want to be a barrier to your career, huh. Yesterday you had to fly east to pick me up. When in fact Papah asks you to focus on learning about hospital management," Intan said.

"Now you want to delay the book launch as well. I don't want to be a prankster in your life, Mom. Better to go all in as planned. I can still be alone, though. I'm sure the nurses here will help me, too" he continued, anxious.

Zein looked at his wife with a pushy look. He hated being kicked out by Intan. What is the reason. He always wanted to be close to his wife.

"You're sick again, don't protest too much!" said Zein, sebal. Then he walked over to the couch and sat there. Zein did not want to argue with Intan.

"Hem .. start, deh. Snuggle. You're fucking cravings!" intan Gumam. He was also anxious to see Zein's attitude that easily sulked.

Not only is Intan pregnant. Her husband has become more sensitive since she was pregnant.

Intan shook her head as she watched Zein sit down while bending her face.

"Well, how come suddenly my stomach wants to be rubbed, huh?" muttered Intan while rubbing her stomach. His eyes glanced at Zein. I hope her husband hears her words. He was sure that Zein who was sulking would be devastated if he heard his words.

The fall is right. Zein turned to Intan. Then he moved and approached her. "Do you want to be rubbed?" tanyakanya.

Intan laughed in his heart. She was happy to have conquered her husband. He also nodded spoiled. "Yes, I think if swabbed delicious, deh," he said.

"Yes, here let me wipe!" said Zein. Then the man sat down and rubbed his wife's stomach. Not to forget Zein also invited his son to talk.

"Hey, Baby ... I'm sure you'll be a great kid. Please work together, honey. You have to eat so your mother can be healthy always" whispered Zein while rubbing Intan's stomach.

Intan frowned. "Mas!" call him.

"Yes, Honey?" Zein seemed to forget that he had been annoyed at Intan.

"Want to be called Father-Mother?" ask Intan.

Zein nodded as well. "Yep!" saith.

"Why? Didn't you want another call?" ask Intan again.

Zein shook his head. "I'm sure I want a Father-Mother's call. We are Indonesians. So you have to use good and correct Indonesian," said Zein.

Intan smears a smile. "Is the other call not true?" ledek.

"It's not. But I think Father and Mother have their own meaning. I don't know, I can't explain it either. Maybe because it's more formal."

"Basic Professor! Everything must be in accordance with the rules," said Intan.

"Yes, dong. As Professor, I must set a good and true example" Zein said, proudly.

Soon enough, the food for Zein arrived.

Tuk, tuk, tuk!

"Lake in!" sahut Zein's.

Chequek!

"Excuse me, Prof. Where's this food going to put it?" ask the staff who sent the food.

"Oh, that's just keep it there!" sahut Zein, pointing at the dining table.

"Alright, Prof!" sahut the staff. He immediately took her to the dining table and arranged it there.

After that, he left the room.

"You ate, there!" intan.

"You too, huh? Bribe with hand. Wanna?" bargain Zein.

Intan nodded with a smile. He is most happy if fed using his hands directly.

When the two of them were eating, the doctor who was about to check on Intan came back.

Tuk, tuk, tuk!

"Lake in!"

"Excuse me!" the doctor said, be careful.

"Please come in, Doc!" zein said when he saw the doctor and nurse in the doorway.

Without hesitation Zein continued to feed his wife. "A before I get checked!" said Zein while thrusting a bribe at Intan.

Intan devoured it. It is impossible to argue in front of others.

The doctor and nurse glanced at each other. Again they saw an unusual sight.

"MasyaaAllah .. It turns out that Prof is very attentive to his wife, huh?" said the doctor.

"Must dong, Doc! If not me, who else? I do not want Intan to seek attention from other men for reasons less noticed by her own husband," replied Zein.

The doctor and the nurse heard it wrong.

'Duh, why am I the melting one, anyway?' inner doctor.

'Oh my goodness, so the more you want to have a husband like Prof, ' the sister's mind.

"So do you want to check now or wait to finish eating?" ask doctor. He doesn't want to disturb them.

"When you're done eating!" answer Zein. He also did not want to eat Intan disturbed.

"Now, my mother! The doctor has a lot of business. Time has to delay just because I wait to eat?" tymphal Intan's. Had he known they had come, maybe Intan would have been more unwell.

"Oh, yes, then" said Zein.

It made the doctor and Sister feel that Zein was submissive. He just obeyed something that made sense. Zein is also firm if there are things that he thinks are not good.

"Excuse me!" said doctor. He checked Intan with the help of the sisters.

While Intan is examined, Zein keeps feeding his wife. He doesn't care if there's someone there. For him the most important thing is to eat.

"Mas, thirsty," said Intan.

"Wait a minute!" sahut Zein's. He put the plate in his hand, then took a drink. Then he poured it on Intan.

"Drink a lot so don't get dehydrated, baby!" zein said so gently.

The doctor and nurse felt like a mosquito repellent. I think they want to get out of that place.

"Alhamdulillah everything is okay. If there are no more complaints maybe this afternoon or tomorrow morning Intan doctor can immediately go home from the hospital," said the doctor.

"Thank you, thank you, Doc" replied Intan.

"Yes, equally. Then excuse me first."

The doctor and nurse rushed out of the room.

A few days later, Intan was healthy again. He began to work and wanted to eat as usual. But with a note, his meal should be fed by Zein.

So inevitably Intan had to come wherever her husband went.

"Honey, your wedding preparations are already 50%. This afternoon you guys should fit the dress. Can, right?" ask Rani over the phone.

At the moment Intan is working in the VVIP ward. "God can, Mah. Later I try to ask Mas Zein, hopefully he is not busy," replied Intan.

"Okay, then Mama's gonna wait in her button, yeah."

"Yes, Mah. We meet there! If Mas Zein can't, then let me go alone" Intan said.

"Don't go alone. If Zein can't, let Mamah pick him up. You just tell me, yeah!" Rani.

"Yes, Mah."

After parting, Rani disconnected her phone.

"Sus, I stay a while, can you?" ask Intan to the sister who was watching. Coincidentally Intan had just finished examining the patients being treated there.

"Please, Doc!" answer sister.

Intan went to poly. Because she believes her husband is currently practicing there.

Seeing the presence of Intan in poly, the nurses were happy. "August, Doc!" greet the nurses who have worked with Intan.

"August, Sus. Prof ada?" ask Intan.

"There, Doc. Please enter!" The sister opened the door to Zein's room. There was no patient inside.

"Thank you, Sus," Intan said. Then she went into her husband's room.

Hearing his wife's voice, Zein turned his head immediately. His smile expanded when he saw Intan in the doorway.

"Well ... What wind is it when the wife suddenly comes here?" said Zein. He was happy to see Intan coming to his room.

Because, since the wedding was announced, Intan had never come to Zein's practice room.

"Can't I come here?" intan asked, while approaching her husband's seat.

"Yes can dong, honey. I am even very happy. If you can come here often! Let me work on it" said Zein.

Intan smiled while looking at the room.

"Why are you, anyway?" asked Zein while frowning.

"It's okay, I want something again, hehe," replied Intan.

"Remember what?" ask Zein again. His eyes were peeking at Intan for fear of something that Intan remembered shamefully.

Intan shook his head. "There, deh," he said, embracing Zein.

"Hem .. You want to see me angry, huh?" threaten Zein's. He was upset because Intan had made him curious.

"Why do you still want to upset me?" challenge Intan.

"Still! But his anger was another way" Zein replied as he raised his eyebrows.

"Huu! That's your favorite!"

"That's a story! You remember what?" Zein couldn't wait to hear his wife's story.

"Yes, I told you. I remember being scolded and yelled at in this room. Same as you," Intan said as he pinched Zein's nose.

"Hem ... What time is it?" ask Zein, sebal. But he realized there were no sweet memories in the room.

"What else can I remember besides that, Mom? Emang as long as I'm here will always be scolded by you."

"Yes what, cake. For example, the knowledge you get from me, so!"

"Hehehe, yes if science is thank you and thank you. Oh yes, I have remembered funny events that I will never forget," said Intan enthusiastically.

"What, tuh?" ask Zein.

Intan smiled with mystery. He was ashamed to say it. It also managed to make Zein curious half to death.

"Come, Honey! Don't you piss me off!" pinta Zein, spoiled.

"You don't want to happen when my leg is sprained?" intan whiskey.

Zein immediately squinted her eyes at Intan. "Hemmm ... Did you kick my gun?" He also remembered that.

Intan nodded her head while making a smile.

"Where's it taste, Mas?" intan asked with a smile.

"It hurts, it does! You are so careless. That's why I marry you so that you can take responsibility and give punishment to you for kicking my most valuable weapon. Thankfully, not why!" zein said, annoyed.

He was very emotional to remember that. Because Zein was worried that it would affect his future.

"Oooh, so did Mas deliberately marry me because of that? Then also deliberately never give me forgiveness for revenge?" ask Intan, sebal.

"One of them is. But more because of love" said Zein, winking one eye.

"Relatedly? But how could I feel more vengeance, huh? You know, if you like to forget yourself. Where the spirit is really, anyway," Intan said while bending his face.

"Yes zealah. His name also has a sexy wife like you. Especially with love. So the spirit is double," Zein replied as she pulled Intan onto her lap.

"Mas, there will be people!" intan said while trying to rebel.

"No one will dare to enter. Moreover, they know my wife is here" said Zein while hugging Intan.

"Oh yeah, I remember something. Why was it that time you even sniffed while niupin my weapon? You were on purpose, weren't you?" zein asked, looking at his wife and smiling mischievously.