
I glanced at Zen who had been soundly next to me after we carried out the duties of husband and wife. The handsome man looked calm and very admirable. There are a lot of women out there who want it.
Not only girls but women of any age will be very interested in seeing Zen who is handsome and perfect.
In school alone the teenage girls were a lot of admire Zen. It's just that Zen is very good at keeping his company.
What a perfect and beautiful creation of God. Handsome face, sharp nose, beautiful eyes, sexy lips, proportional height, and completeness is he is a young businessman who is classified as successful.
I approached and kissed Zen's lips which were now opium to me.
Suddenly Zen grabbed me and returned my kiss.
"Will it again?" he said in my ear as we stopped the kiss I loved so much.
I laughed and pinched his arm.
Zen laughed off.
I went to the bathroom to clean myself up. There will be a lot of activities going on today, especially on campus.
After discussing with Zen, I finally agreed to resign from High School this month. The entire semester is over. Only just to submit the grades of students that I have finished managing. This morning I'm going to school for the last time, saying goodbye to the teachers and principals there.
Really, a short trip. In about six months I joined a very good high school, and there I discovered the future of my home. Great man who is now my husband.
Some teachers had regretted my decision, but I gave a good understanding that it was a commitment with my husband.
And the funny thing was when the Headmaster announced I was married to Zen. Almost no one believes it. Although I feel a little embarrassed because I married a teenager, but his name is also a mate.
Really, it will be a great memory of knowing them and being among them.
"When are you going to invite us all, Al?, "mom Tutik came to me when he found out I was married.
"Just pray, ma'am. Zen is eighteen years old. It might take some time for the reception. God willing through sustenance and other events we will invite the father and mother of this school family" I said with a smile.
"Don't forget us, Al. Come here often. If there is an activity that requires you in this school, do not be rejected yaaaa, "the message of the Headmaster is carried out by the teachers.
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It did not feel two months more we underwent a household bath. Everything went well and without any significant problems.
Zen goes through the rush as a company leader full of routines. While I focus as a lecturer on campus.
Breakfast is over this morning I prepared. As usual, I always make Zen in the office.
Zen is not a person who chooses food, but is very prioritizing cleanliness. Its chatty nature will really appear when you see a grain of rice whose color is different in the food.
I really enjoyed every change in Zen's attitude, to better understand him.
Zen's love and affection are abundant for me, sometimes I feel uncomfortable with his attitude when outdoors or in public.
The ringing of the Zen mobile phone broke my long daydream. I hurried to see the name of the caller. Only an anonymous number appears.
I looked towards the bathroom door that was still tightly closed.
"Darling, someone called." I knocked on the bathroom door.
"Who?, " asked Zen from inside the bathroom.
"Not using names, honey. Just numbers only. I pick up or I ignore?" the question I always ask every time someone calls and Zen is not holding the handle.
"Just say it, honey. If the office or client says I'll call back later."
"Yes." Yeah."
The phone rang again with the same number.
"Hi, Sayaaaaang. Why did you take my call?." The voice of the spoiled woman from across the street surprised me.
My mind and heart were uncomfortable. It was the first word that made my body stiffen.
"I'm sorry, who is this?, "I try to neutralize the situation my heart is changing.
"Who, who are you?, isn't this Zen's phone number?". The woman's voice was slightly raised.
I took a breath to neutralize the rumbling feeling.
The bathroom door opened, Zen smiled as he dried his hair.
"Who, dear?", asked Zen as he approached me sitting on the bedroom sofa.
I refused to answer and offered his cell phone.
"Who?", Zen asked again with a wrinkled look at my face.
"Hello.", said Zen meloud speaker hand phone.
"Hi, Honey. Who's the woman who picked up your phone?". The woman's voice was spoiled.
Zen smiled at me.
"Love..?" Zen called a name.
"Yes, it's me. Who was that woman?", he asked in a slightly louder voice.
"My wife" Zen replied casually while giving a kiss on my cheek.
"Wife?, since when did you get married, your feelings are still a dozen years old, bego!". The woman's voice was high and in disbelief.
"Sometimes there are times when I invite you and others to get acquainted with my wife" Zen said casually with a chuckle .
I gestured to release my hand, but Zen shook his head.
"You should apologize, Sinta. You made my wife jealous this morning".
"Basic, halu. Did you just finish high school, Zen got married?. It will be great news in the group". Sinta across the street threatened with laughter.
"See you, Sinta. I'll explain later". Zen hung up the phone and put it on the nightstand next to the bed.
Zen hugged me tightly.
"She's Sinta, your former student too. Don't be jealous, yeah." Pinta Zen sincerely.
"I feel like I've met too many beautiful women around you, baby" I said in response.
Zen let out a small laugh
"Anything many women around me, you are still the most beautiful and attractive" he said gently.
Zen kissed my cheek very gently.
"I'm sorry if you upset your heart so much. I love you so much, baby". Zen whispered with a sweet smile.
I returned Zen's smile sincerely. The attitude that always makes me melt in every jealous upheaval that sometimes comes at the wrong time.
"I'll pick you up later after work", Zen tidied up his shirt.
"Yes. Don't forget your lunch. The vitamins are taken" I remind.
"Honey, please check the registration schedule of the nearest College yaa, who knows your husband did not pass through the achievement path" said Zen further.
"Yes, I'll inform you from college". I tidied the tie that had been wrapped around his neck.
"I'll pick you up later in the day." Zen gave a kiss again.
I've been used to his behavior for months. He became a romantic and loving man for me.
"Look your heart and eyes out there!", I said.
Zen let out a small laugh showing off his good looks that were very attractive to anyone.
"Yes, Honey. Always pray for your husband to always be able and strong to take care of everything." Zen hugged me.
"All?, what do you mean?, "I frowned.
"Muzzin miss you ..." Zen laughed and pushed me to the side of the bed.
"Zen, we'll be late!" I understand what he wants if it's this romantic.
"Just a minute, honey." Said slowly.
Zen*******my lips are soft.
"Darling, stop. I'll be waiting too long for you." I reminded Zen.
Zen laughed and sighed.
"Ahhhh, even though this morning is very romantic atmosphere, dear." Zen tidied up the collar of his shirt neck.
I'm laughing a little.
"I'm sure you want it too, don't you, honey?" Zen glanced at me from the mirror in front of him.
I was reluctant to answer, because I knew it would be long and Zen's edges would give a long and wide explanation.
"I'll wait in front, honey." Zen grabbed his briefcase and walked out of the room.