Om the CEO is Galak That's My Husband

Om the CEO is Galak That's My Husband
Unfulfilled


Before going to the hospital to cook food for his son. Mary looked at Zidan again, who was lying on her back looking up at the ceiling in the room. Salsa who stood backwards also turned her head, looking at her husband.


"Sorry mas Zidan ya ma," Salsa looked at Maria who was still smiling, as she looked at Zidan who was indifferent to her.


"Mama go first baby, but later you don't say anything to your husband yes" whispered Maria, then stepped away after she showed her smile to the daughter-in-law, as if hinting if he's okay.


Yes, of course Maria is very unfortunate character of her son. He just waited until the son could talk. He will explain the misunderstandings that occurred for years.


*


Somewhere else.


Raka goes to the scorpion's headquarters, on Maria's orders, and comes with Alfredo and some of his men in a different car.


Tin, tin, tin. 


Raka, who was still sitting on the steering wheel, sounded the horn of her car. Calling the building occupants to get out.


"Who are you looking for?!!" a man wearing a black leather jacket shouted from behind an iron fence.


Raka then lowered the car glass, and pulled out her head.


"Open now!!!! or I'll knock that fence down!" Shouted Raka who contained a threat.


Not long the iron fence that blocked access into the two-story building was open.


Raka's car went inside, to the front of the terrace of the two-story building. In the other car behind who also went inside. Only three cars were able to enter the courtyard of the building. The rest of the car is parked on the side of the road.


The two people standing guard there looked at each other. Pay attention to the figure of the person who will get out of the car. Certainly not just anyone thinks they are.


Raka exited the steering wheel, followed by Alfredo who came out of the left door of his car. As well as his men who were sturdy and large lined up behind Raka.


"Ca-seek who sir?" ask one of the two people who opened the fence.


"Call Mr. Hendro now" Raka said without looking at the two people still standing at the gate.


The two men who stood up earlier entered the two-story building. To call the person called Raka earlier.


Not long Hendro came out, from inside his palace with four men behind him.


"I guess who came to visit me, to the point of scaring my guards," Hendro continued to walk closer to Raka.


"I don't like to talk mister, my goal is to come here, find two of your men" Raka pulled out her phone from her pants pocket. Then show Hendro the video pieces that have been copied from the CCTV footage of the road.


Raka takes video footage, as the person in the video points at the gun. Raka also magnifies the look of her image, clarifying the tattoo that is on the back of that person's hand.


"So you're accusing the person in the video of being my person. isn't Raka?" Hendro picked up a cigarette from inside his suit pocket, then burned and exhaled his smoke. There was no look of fear on the half-century-old man's face.


"I don't just accuse you, I included the evidence. Now it's up to you, if you don't want to give up on the guy, I'll be looking for him myself,"


"As far as you are, Raka! For sure I have never dealt with you or your master. So do what you want" Hendro returned to smoking his cigarette.


"Alright sir, I'll look for him myself," Raka turned her body stepping away.


"But remember sir! If I get proof you're involved. You will only have two options" Raka said before getting into the car.


Dare you threaten me Raka!


Hendro muttered.


***


In the hospital.


Maria was so excited to walk with her freshly cooked food in the hospital kitchen. He really hoped that Zidan would eat the food he cooked.


At the door of the hospital room, Maria calls Salsa and tells her daughter-in-law to come out for a while to bring her cooking to Zidan. Mary was afraid that if she had brought her herself, Zidan would not have eaten.


"Why don't you just go in?" Salsa, who had just come out, saw Mary still standing as she was about to enter the room.


"Don't love, mama won't bother you later" Mary said, in fact she was afraid that the son would not eat his cooking if he went inside.


"What's mom?" said the blushing Salsa.


Sure enough, Maria had just said those words, from inside Zidan's room had already shouted out her name.


"Hurry in!" Mary slightly pushed the body of her daughter-in-law who was standing at the door.


"Yes, Salsa came in ma! but mama don't go yet." Salsa opened the door and went inside.


"Mas, what the hell! not at home, not here, the job's screaming!" said Salsa a little annoyed who stood not far from the patient's bed.


"Who called earlier?" asked Zidan in a slightly raised voice.


"Nothing!" Salsa walked up to the patient's bed and placed the food box containing Maria's cooking on the nightstand.


"Why did you get out?" ask Zidan full of probes.


"And what is it?" he said when he saw the food box that Salsa put on the nightstand.


"Udah, the mouth of the mas is not to be baffled," Salsa placed one of her index fingers on Zidan's lips. So that her husband's mouth will no longer ask questions that seem to interrogate her.


After that Salsa sat on the chair beside the patient's bed, he took the box containing the dishes made by Maria earlier and opened it.


Zidan slightly raised his head, as he smelled the aroma of cooking inside the box. His appetite that had been lost, immediately returned when he smelled the aroma of cooking that was made specifically by Maria for him. Although still a little nauseous.


"What's that?" Zidan who had been silent again made a sound, when Salsa tasted the food in the box.


"Medicine," answered Salsa briefly.


"What medicine?" The disbelieving Zidan raised his head even more and wanted to see the contents inside the box.


"Medicine hungry! mas want?" Zidan nodded slowly. His stomach really felt more hungry when he smelled the smell of the food.


Salsa then fed the food to Zidan, who was still lying in bed. Sometimes he also bribes himself. Maria's cuisine is truly delicious. No taste of the food in the box was up without Remnants.


"Well, yes, yes" Salsa put the empty box on the nightstand, and then she walked to another table to get a bottle.


Unbeknownst to Salsa, Zidan's left hand grabbed the empty box, he who still did not feel full, did not believe that the food was finished.


Tap


The empty box fell to the floor. By the time Zidan had seen the contents inside of him that was really slippery without any rest.


"Kok can fall his mas box?" ask Salsa who has walked back to the patient bed.


"Buffed," replied Zidan. He was a little disappointed when he saw the box that was completely empty.


"Why, the mas is not full yet" said Salsa while thrusting a bottle of drink, which already has a straw in it.


"Why did you buy it so little?" zidan asked after sipping a drink in the bottle.


"That's not me buying a mas!" salsa.


"Where do you want to go?" zidan asked increasingly.


"Can!? I thought someone was throwing away such good food!" Salsa sat back on the chair beside the bed after picking up and putting the empty box back on the other table.


"I want to go out for a while, my mother" Salsa got up from her seat and was about to walk out.


"Where are you going?" ask Zidan who stopped Salsa's footsteps.


"Get out for a while, dear," Salsa again approached the bed-ridden Zidan then kissed her lips briefly, before stepping back out.


****


"Is that really dear?" Maria who was outside was so happy when Salsa said, if Zidan really likes his cooking.


"Just right ma! Mama had to see the face of Mas Zidan when Salsa said the food was over. His face was so sweet, ma," Salsa said.


"Then she would cook again for her, "Mary was so excited, and was about to return to the hospital kitchen to cook food for her son.


"Not now ma, cook it for dinner only," Salsa was so moved to see the face of the in-laws who were so excited.


"Well baby, later mama will make a better cuisine for you," said Maria with a fluffy smile, looks the ultimate happiness there.