Om the CEO is Galak That's My Husband
Dinner

Finished dressing Salsa out of the room, she went down the steps of the mession with slow steps.

Salsa turned her gaze, as she looked at the two Netra Zidan, who were sitting on the sofa staring at her, but not with Raka, the position of the man sitting back to Salsa.

'Beautiful' muttered Zidan sayup sayup can be heard Raka.

Raka raised one eyebrow, looking at Zidan who was unblinkingly staring towards Salsa, who was behind him.

'Why is he possessed?' batin Raka asked herself.

Long enough Zidan stunned staring at Salsa who was right behind Raka.

"Boss.... Boss.." call Raka by waving her hand in front of Zidan's face.

Instantly Zidan gasped from his daydream, when Raka's palm blocked his view, then he turned his gaze on the mobile screen.

Salsa walked down to the sofa. He was silent when his steps were already beside the sofa, precisely he was standing next to Raka.

"Miss is ready?" asked Raka who had just realized the existence of Salsa who was already standing beside her.

"Have" replied Salsa whose tail her eyes glimpsed at Zidan who was like hectic with a cell phone in his hand.

Zidan got up from his seat, then stepped towards the dining table, followed by Raka and Salsa at the back.

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At the dining table.

There was no sound, the room was silent, there was only the sound of plates and spoons clashing against each other.

Salsa ate so slowly, unlike when she was starving, that it ate so voraciously and messily.

Awkward, yes maybe Salsa feels awkward, because this is her first dinner at the Zidan residence.

After dinner, Salsa went straight to her room, while Zidan returned to his study followed by Raka.

Salsa sat on the edge of the bed, her head thinking of something.

'It felt weird, um it asked me to change his money ten million, keep asking for his broken cell phone, but why did he give all this? Is this all going to count as debt too?" inner Salsa shook her head violently.

'Like I started something, ' Salsa then ran outside her room, after grabbing the black card Zidan gave her last afternoon.

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Salsa knocked on Zidan's bedroom door, but there was no answer.

'So said Bi Marni, Om's room is this one? am I wrong?' muttered Salsa inwardly, after knocking on the door that had been pointed at by Marni as Zidan's room.

'Is it possible he's still downstairs?' Salsa muttered to himself.

Salsa tried to knock back on the door of the room next to her.

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Not long after that door opened.

"What's wrong, miss?" asked Raka who was still holding the doorknob.

"Sorry Brother, I thought this was his room-"

salsa's words were cut off when she heard the familiar baritone sound.

"Who's Raka?"

Suara itu sangat Salsa kenali, membuat jantung nya kembali berdetak tak karuan. Kepalanya pun lansung tertunduk, jemarinya di bawah sana pun saling memilin.

"Miss Salsa boss" replied Raka.

"Send him in" a voice from inside the room came back.

Salsa let out a big long sigh first, before swinging her legs, entering the room.

"What's wrong?" zidan asked after Salsa stood in front of him.

Salsa did not reply, but lowered his head, standing before Zidan with a black card in his hand.

The two netra Zidan stared at Salsa with one eyebrow raised. "what do you want to say?" asked Zidan who was already standing in front of Salsa.

Zidan's hand stuck out his forehead.

"Ohhhh!" Salsa grimaced, while rubbing her forehead.

"Sa-I just want to reverse this," Salsa replied quickly, holding out the black card she was carrying.

Salsa was still grimacing rubbing Zidan's former hand on her forehead.

"That's just for you," Zidan sat back in his chair.

"I don't want to" Salsa refused to put the black card on the table.

'Why with him, weird?' inner Salsa.

"Miss should just keep that card. The boss doesn't like Miss taking it," Raka explained.

"But-but!"

"Take Miss and go back to the room" Raka ordered.

Salsa obediently took the card, before leaving for her room.

'Heis, what does he mean by giving this, while he still demands me to replace all his debts?' salsa's grouse dragged its feet step towards the room.

'I'd better get some sleep.'

Salsa sleeps in the room with a large and soft mattress for the first time.Different from the room in the house of his mother, which only has a wooden bed and mattress that has hardened.

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Her morning. Salsa is neat with uniforms, shoes, bags, and all new gear. Salsa did not bring Santi's uniform, because he had not had time to wash it.

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"Miss, master is already waiting downstairs for breakfast" a voice from outside the room sounded a slur in Salsa's ear.

Salsa grabbed the doorknob and opened it.

"Miss immediately go down, sir is waiting for Miss for breakfast," said Marni with a downcast face.

Truly, Salsa was like a queen living in a luxurious palace.

"Yes Bi, I also want to go down," replied Salsa, then followed Marni who had gone down the stairs first.

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"Sit down, and quickly finish your breakfast," Zidan ordered as Salsa was in the dining room.

Again, Salsa obediently, after pulling one seat he sat there, and immediately ate the breakfast that had been served for him.

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It wasn't long for Salsa to spend that plate of breakfast in front of her.

"I'm done, Om" Salsa then stood up from her seat, looking at the clockwork in the room, which left only 15 minutes left for her to have to arrive at school so as not to be late.

Without Salsa knowing, since then Zidan continued to pay attention to his hasty eating breakfast, until Salsa left the dining table, all could not be separated from Zidan's attention. 

'Basins of sloppy girls.' murmured Zidan with the corner of his lips rising upwards.

Salsa rushed out, because she knew her current residence distance with her school, not close.

"Law..... Must be late, want to ride the angkot I have no money for the fare" grumbled Salsa stepped quickly out of the luxurious residence.

"Please miss," Salsa's steps came to a halt when a man had opened the door of a car parked in the mansion's courtyard.

Salsa raised her eyebrows, but she also thought that this might be a solution so as not to arrive late at school.

Without thinking again Salsa immediately entered the luxury car. Really, she felt like a princess of the current king. Usually he went to school on foot, sometimes having to run in a race with time, arriving at school his clothes were already soaked with sweat. But now look, he's sitting in a fancy car.

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A minute before the school bell rang, Salsa had arrived at the school.Gurash she got down from inside a luxury car that stopped right in front of her school gate.

Salsa ran inside, the school grounds whose fences would soon be closed by security guards.

Both of Salsa's legs swung rapidly towards her class.

"Sa....... Salsa.." call Santi waving at him.

Salsa stepped closer to her best friend, and so did Santi.

"Sa, where have you been?" santi asked worriedly hugging her best friend tightly.

"You know Sa, Mama and I are going to the police station at noon to make a report of your loss" Santi added.

"I'm fine San, let's go to class, soon the lesson starts," Salsa asked trying to break her best friend's embrace.

"But you have to tell me everything later yeah,"

"Yes, later I'll tell a story, now we go to class first, soon the lesson starts," Salsa.

They then went to class together.