Om the CEO is Galak That's My Husband
Not want to eat

"Why are you more concerned with Raka's stomach than your husband's!" Zidan was getting angry, when he saw Raka waltzing out without feeling guilty for having spent food in the bushel. The cuisine was indeed felt once on his tongue, to make him able to add many times.

Salsa was alone in the room, listening to Zidan who did not stop babbling. Salsa did not refute anything, because the evidence was indeed the food in the bushel, he and Raka were the ones who spent. He also could not prohibit, when Raka who somehow added the food on his plate.

"I don't want to eat if I don't eat the food," Zidan sulked, he was about to turn his back, but he couldn't do it because his right shoulder was still sore. He could only stare at the ceiling of the room.

Salsa who felt guilty could only stand still, with her hands still holding the food between the Priests.

He put the container containing the food back on the table, and he was about to step out to find Jefri.

"Where are you going?" Zidan who was still sulking asked, he looked at Salsa from the corner of his eye.

"You come out for a while," Salsa stopped her steps turning her head towards the husband.

"So you want to leave me here!" said Zidan who sounded sniffy.

"I'm gonna go out for a second, just for a second!" Salsa tried to persuade her.

"No need, you're here" Zidan, who has now turned to look at Salsa.

"But the dumplings are yes," Salsa tries to negotiate, but Zidan is reluctant to agree to his wife's request.

Salsa again approached the patient's bed, standing next to the nightstand. again took the food brought by the waiter earlier.on the plate he held was only a slightly mushy white rice, as well as a piece of meat and vegetables that were on another plate.

Salsa stuffed the vegetables and meat into the dish she held, stirred it with a spoon and fed it to Zidan.

"Darling, Mas won't eat that," she refused with a face like a disgusted person.

"What do you want to eat?" Salsa put the food in the spoon back into the plate.

Zidan just kept quiet, shaking his head.

"Mas still felt nauseous at all, dearly, no appetite," she wrote without looking at Salsa.

"So said I was hungry?" Salsa remembered her husband's words earlier.

"Yes I was hungry, but the food instead you gave to the Raka," Zidan said to give an excuse, but actually the aroma of cooking in the bushel was indeed evocative of his appetite.

"Yes, let me ask Jefri bang to bring him again." Salsa put the plate back on the nightstand, then she stepped out. Zidan did not prevent it, because indeed he wanted to eat dishes with an appetizing aroma earlier. The smell was no stranger to him.

**

Outside Salsa did not find Jefri, he only saw the bodyguards of Mary standing firmly in front of the bedroom door. He went back inside too.

"Where's the cell phone?" Salsa, who had returned to her room, had intended to call Jefri but did not have her contact number.

Zidan, who does not know where his cell phone is, tells Salsa to call his contact number.

"Sorry madam, the boss's phone was with me, I wanted to give it to you. But so forget because of the glut" said Raka from across the phone.

"Oo, yes bang."

"Oya bang, please call Jefri bang yes to bring the food he brought earlier," replied Salsa.

"Good mistress," said Raka.

After that, the phone connection was cut off.

Not long after Salsa's phone rang again, there was no caller's name on the phone's screen, but his finger still shifted the green button.

"Hello ma'am," said someone from his phone.

"Yes, who is this?" salsa asked because she did not know who the person who contacted her.

"I'm Madam Jefri,"

"Ooo.Jang Jefri. Bang please bring the food that you brought earlier yes," said Salsa.

"Sorry madam, the food is over" replied Jefri.

"Ooo, it's over! If so please tell bi Marni to make a dish like that yes bang," said Salsa.

"I'm sorry madam, but said bi Marni who cooked earlier is Madam Maria," replied Jefri.

Mama! The taste is different, not as usual. 

Salsa.

"Hallo Madam," call Jefri to make sure Salsa is still talking to her or not.

"Mrs Maria has gone, madam" replied Jefri.

"Oo, thank you bang," Salsa said, ending her phone call.

***

30 Minutes later.

Raka comes back to the hospital, to return Zidan's cell phone, seeing Maria walking in the Corridor with Alfredo. Raka ran after Maria who was walking in front of her.

"Mrs!" Raka who was behind Maria called out.

Maria stopped her steps while looking back.

"What's Raka?" Maria turned her body to face Raka.

Raka adjusted her breathing before answering the question of the middle-aged woman who was very disinclined.

"I already know the perpetrator who shot the master, madam." said Raka with a breath that has not been so regular.

"They are a group that can be rented myonya, to carry out persecution, or even murder," he added.

"So you think someone told you to shoot my son?"

"True mistress," said Raka sure.

"Find out who Raka is, if you need to finish off the group."

"Alfred! for now you're helping Raka find the man who wants to kill my son,"

"Okay, ma'am" replied Alfred with a slight bow to his body.

"Madam, please give this phone to sir, " said Raka as Maria was about to walk away.

Maria resumed her steps in Zidan's room.

****

Meanwhile somewhere else.

A woman ran in a narrow alley, occasionally she turned her head blindly with an anxious face, and fear was clearly visible on her face.

"Damn! where did that damn woman go" said a man standing where the woman was passing.

"You go there, and I go there, that damn woman must not be far from here" said the other man giving instructions.

*****

In hospital.

Salsa looked towards the door, when she heard the sound of the door opening.

"Mama" Salsa, who had been sitting next to the bed, walked over immediately when she saw the in-laws who had just arrived.

Salsa grabbed Maria's hand and kissed her.

"Have you eaten, baby?" ask her in-laws it's soft.

"It's ma, but Zidan's mas hasn't," Maria raised her gaze at Zidan who was lying on the patient's bed.

"Mas Zidan only wants to eat with food that was brought Jefri bang earlier. But---------."

Maria squinted, waiting for Salsa to continue her speech.

"But-----, the food's up." Salsa lowered her head, feeling guilty.

Maria lifted her daughter-in-law's chin so as not to bow again.

"Good dong when it's over," Maria replied with a smile.

"But because the food ran out, Mas Zidan so do not want to eat ma," Maria still showed her smile. He turned back to look at Zidan who was still reluctant to look at him.

"Mama will make it again dear, more delicious than it was," he whispered in Salsa's ear.

"But the new mama is coming, the time will come again," Truly Salsa felt very bad with her in-laws.

"Don't love, mama didn't come home, mama would hitch a ride in the kitchen of this hospital," Maria grabbed both of Salsa's cheeks with a smile that could not be separated from her face.