Wife Secret Lecturer Killer
CHAPTER 04 - Marriage

Getting married was a very difficult choice for Nadin. He thought for so long, and Zain remained patiently waiting for an answer. So much consideration, besides being so young, Nadin also did not want to lose his dream.

Zain had said, related to the scholarship that Nadin was worried about, he would be responsible. However, what Nadin thinks is not that simple, but he feels guilty for the prodi chairman who used to struggle for Nadin's rights.

After a long discussion and finding a middle ground that would not be detrimental, Nadin accepted a half-forced proposal that Zain did on the condition that the marriage should be kept secret. No one knows, especially the college and their friends.

It wasn't Zain who made the rules, it was Nadin. The requirements are quite easy, if you think about it it is the best middle ground for both. Undeniably, one of the reasons Zain insisted on marrying her was not only because of responsibility and guilt, but to maintain the good name of his family.

Since childhood, Zain was taught to prioritize three things in dealing with people, responsibility, glorifying women and also maintaining the good name of the family. Yes, three important points that Syakil taught his son and Zain always remembered to adulthood.

"Fine, are there any other requests?"

Nadin shook his head, that was the only major point Zain had to correct, the rest was non-existent. After it was confirmed that there was absolutely nothing Nadin asked for, Zain gave his phone until the girl frowned instantly.

"What's? You recorded my voice?"

Zain looked away to hide his smile. Nadin's sharp questions and highlights seem to emphasize that Zain is still a threat even though he has tried to behave as well as possible so as not to scare him.

"No, call your family .. I need your blessing and speak directly, if you can your father."

"Abi is gone" replied Nadin briefly, at once the man was speechless after hearing his answer.

He had not known his future wife very closely, and Zain had no idea about it at all. "No one?"

The look on his face was still the same, Nadin shook his head until Zain began to be confused and afraid to talk. "Om or your grandfather, anyone can."

"No, there's only umi."

Confusingly enough, Zain massaged the base of his nose because he felt confused with himself. Why not, that's how Zain murmured in his heart.

"It's okay, I still have to talk."

Although Nadin still insisted that the marriage was kept secret, but he wanted the parents of the girl not to be too hurt. Little does Zain know if someone has high hopes on Nadin's back, and he just doesn't want to make a mother crumble if he finds out later that his daughter's life has been different.

Unfortunately, that intention was precisely Nadin misunderstood to prohibit Zain from contacting uminya. "Why?"

"About that, enough of us and God know, um me don't" Nadin asked with a pleading gaze.

"I'm just asking for your mother's blessing, it won't be anything" Zain explained later, as scared as Nadin if Zain was honest if asked why they should get married.

Zain's explanation managed to make Nadin soften. He released the grip on Zain's arm which he had actually unknowingly done. "Oh, yes."

Very quickly the look of his face changed, Zain smiled thinly made. Without thinking about moving away, in front of Nadin he recklessly ventured to ask for good blessing to marry the girl.

Nadin wasn't so listening, he was deep in his own thoughts. Long enough Zain spoke, until at the end of the conversation the man sounded nervous saying a closing greeting.

For a moment, the atmosphere of the room was suddenly silent. No one spoke and they drowned with such an atmosphere of awkwardness for quite a long time.

Presumably they are both confused until now choose silence. So silent, Nadin's breath until it could be heard to attract Zain's attention to look at him.

Nadin was nervous at the moment, until when Zain asked his brain was a bit dull. "What when?"

"Whoever, tomorrow I go out of town and maybe a little long," Zain explained the question and Nadin just understood what he meant.

Nadin actually resigned, ready not to be ready he must be ready because Zain's request for marriage has been agreed. However, if he had to hurry he was not as pervasive as well. "Ehm after you just go home, next month is also not a problem," replied Nadin who at that time also made the look of Zain's face change.

If previously there was nothing Zain refused, especially this time he refused firmly Nadin's request. "Then, tonight alone .. I don't know exactly when he's coming home, and I don't want to go back and get a call from the police on suspicion of rape."

Very narrow-minded, Nadin who initially never had the evil intention to report Zain to the police suddenly thought of this moment. Indeed Nadin confused faced with this man, in fact the issue of the stubborn and self-willed nature of a Zain is not a mere figment, but the reality.

He asks when he is ready, when Nadin answers the decision turns out to remain in his hands. His application was only a cover, in the end Nadin did not have the right to determine more even though Zain had previously been obedient.

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Zain never joked with his words, what he said was always provable. After proposing this afternoon with 85 percent coercion, tonight he actually married Nadin religiously with two witnesses who were close friends of Zain.

A super-bright marriage that was never imagined at all. Just sit there and Nadin gets married in a hospital room. Based on Zain having to leave tomorrow morning, he was forced to be a bride in the clothes of the sick.

The important thing is legitimate, so if the word witness. Although impressed impromptu, they still remain serious and solemn, Nadin was also still nervous when Zain called his name so steadily.

Even more nervous, when Zain was asked to hold the crown. Nadin mixed feelings, he felt as if he was dreaming and if he woke up at this time he would run.

"That's a forehead, Zain, the crown."

"Oh yeah, sorry Ustadz."

Nadin's daydreams fell apart as soon as Zain's thing got him wrong. Ordered the crown he actually touched Nadin's forehead as if ensuring his body temperature.

"Here, sir?"

"Yes there."

I don't know what Zain was thinking until Eror. Zain's image as a genius lecturer and extraordinarily intelligent was instantly shattered in the presence of a student who had now become his rightful wife.

"Random prayer, poultice, right?"

"Ha-hapal kok, Ustadz," answered Zain, either poultice or claimed to have memorized the witness of his marriage was also doubtful, but clearly Zain's lips were pouting. "What an important Bismillah."

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- To Be Continued