Wife Secret Lecturer Killer
CHAPTER 16 - Decide

In the name of ustadz, Zain managed to kiss his wife without guilt. The aura is very different today, looks more friendly until the students who this time join the class misunderstand and think that Zain's smile for them, but not at all.

No other and no, the cause of Zain's smile is Nadin. He was imagining his position of focus studying in the library how, several times the man looked at his left wrist.

Since the beginning of the class, Zain's mind has actually been divided into two directions. However, for the sake of professional work where he may leave the class even though he really wants to go to the library as well.

"He's alone, aren't you bored in the library?"

Zain was really thoughtful, but far from his expectations Nadin was not lonely at all, but vice versa. Nadin's head seemed to be breaking thanks to the arrival of a super possessive level brother who felt very worried about his condition, Azkara.

"Jihan said you're sick, healed?"

Nadin nodded, his gaze returning to a bunch of red roses Azkara gave him. "Here, Brother."

"Thank God, but why hasn't your phone number been reached until now? Change or why?"

"Ah, that ... My phone is missing Azka's sister," replied Nadin lying, where maybe he dared to admit if something had happened to him.

Nadin's response is still the same, very very makeshift since the beginning of Azka desperate to get acquainted six months ago. In fact, it tends to be less accepting, but it does not make Azkara tired just a little.

"Nad."

"Yes, Brother?" Nadin looked up, since he looked not so comfortable with the presence of Azkara, and obviously very obvious.

"Well yuk."

Nadin's eyes are patterning, for some reason lately a lot of people are asking to get married. Even after she officially became the wife of people even though there are still those who propose to her. "I have already memorized Surah An-Naba," he added again with so much confidence that Nadin clenched his lips tightly.

"Weddings?" Nadin was worried about hearing wrong, so he dared to ask again to ascertain the truth.

"Hm, he said he did not want to date .. if what marriage? Don't want to, too?"

"Sorry, sister, tap_"

"Shuut, don't answer if you just refuse .. answer if later you are ready to be my wife," Azkara said, winking before leaving Nadin who is now massaging his nose.

Not at the boarding house, not on campus he continues to be met with strange people who often force the will. Nadin did not understand why the men he met were like this, was it possible that everything was so? But, if true, Onad who is his best friend is not so.

He had not finished explaining, actually confused as well. To be honest if you have a husband, it is the same as suicide. However, if not, Azkara will probably continue to hope for him.

Since six months ago, the rich young man he knew as the son of the conglomerate approached him. Without further ado, the young man said he liked it and Nadin rejected it. However, Azkara did not give up, it was fortunate that his approach was a little more polite and did not make Nadin feel disturbed.

Just today, Azkara suddenly came up with a bunch of flowers and invited her to marry just as easily as she did, just not eating. Nadin who was in the wrong position, suddenly aghast once aware Zain was already in front of him.

"Mass? Why come here?" nadin's hiss is now suddenly panicked. The panic exceeded when Azkara came, because as Nadin knew the literature began to be crowded and most likely Zain's reckless action actually caused problems.

"Who loves you?"

Instead of answering, Zain questioned something else when he noticed a bunch of red roses on the table. It was not that Nadin was hugging, but he knew that the rose was definitely for his wife.

"Sir Azka .. gift because it's sem_"

"This brown too?"

Nadin nodded again, immediately Zain let out a long sigh and looked at him flatly. Nadin, who was already afraid that his husband would be angry, immediately found a middle way that would be safest for now. "Let me love Onad, he likes sweet things."

"Keep on your studies, I'm just making sure, I happen to have a lot of work to do."

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The misunderstanding lasted a long time, until the afternoon to be exact. Zain still picked him up, this time he relented because Nadin said he would not go home if their actions were dangerous.

Back like an initial suit, his typical flat face again looks real in Nadin's eyes. Certainly the problem is due to the flowers that he admitted to giving someone to his wife. A little better, Zain was not too angry so aware that Nadin did not bring home the flowers given Azka, even because it was Zain to dare to talk to his wife.

"decide."

"Did?" There was no wind without rain, Zain suddenly spoke like that. Obviously Nadin frowned because he was confused where the husband was talking about.

"Did you decide, Mas?"

"Your relationship" said Zain lethargic, he looked straight ahead without noticing his wife waiting for the continuation of the story. "With whoever it is," continued Zain again.

Nadin who felt he had no relationship with anyone clearly brushed aside Zain's remarks. "Wait, what does that mean? I don't feel like I'm in a relationship with anyone, why should I be told to break up?"

"Then Azka?"

"Nothing special, just a friend."

"Friends no one got married," Zain chirped which then managed to make Nadin speechless.

I don't know as much as Zain heard, but most likely almost entirely. The man continued to focus on driving, with an unreadable gaze that then suddenly pulled over and stopped right in front of the flower shop.

"What are you doing? Why stop here?"

"What is your date of birth?"

"Still long his birthday, eight months lag_"

"Just tell me what your date of birth is, Nadin."

"27," replied Nadin briefly, by itself asking is not clear, so naturally Nadin was confused.

After asking also he came down without saying anything. Nadin who did not understand reluctant to bother about it and chose to focus on the screen, the woman chuckled to read the thanks Onad who had been given the capital to persuade Jihan who snatched at him.

Actually Nadin felt guilty, but in order to appreciate the position of the husband, he had no other choice and gave flowers and chocolates that Azka loved Onad, his best friend.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Azka .. someday I'll talk."

Just as Nadin heaved a sigh of relief, he was again made gaping because Zain entered and carried a bunch of fresh white roses in his hands. Not only that, without much ado Zain gave the flower to his wife.

"From this moment on, never accept a gift from another man, no matter the reason."

"Including presents?"

"Yes, it's all my responsibility, so there's no need to expect anything from others, I'm still able to make you happy."

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- To Be Continued