Om the CEO is Galak That's My Husband
In-laws plan

"Ma! How come Mama's here?" Salsa stood up from her seat when she saw the person holding her hand was not Zidan. He kissed the back of Mary's hand and hugged her.

"This is my cafe, baby! who are you with here?" mary asked back.

"Where was Mas Zidan?" Salsa let go of her embrace as her eyes circled throughout the room, when she realized Zidan wasn't there.

"Maybe he went to the toilet baby, you don't have to worry so," said Maria trying to calm her daughter-in-law who looks anxious.

"Darling, you said Secretary, whose secretary?" ask Mary who was sitting in the chair where Zidan was sitting. He saw Salsa's face still looking confused.

"Secretary Mas Zidan ma, like him he likes Mas Zidan" Salsa replied with pursed lips.

Maria chuckles softly at his hearing.

"tuh Kan. mama even ngetawain," Salsa lowered her head with a reddened face.

"Yes, yes, sorry, dear. You're jealous, right?" Maria Response.

Salsa still looks down with lips that are still conical forward.

"You don't have to worry about that, and you have to trust your own husband" Maria said.

Salsa was still silent with her face lowered, Maria walked up to her. He led her to sit in a chair.

Not long Zidan came back walking from behind Maria.

"Where's the gas?" ask Salsa.

Maria stood up from her seat looking towards Zidan who had just come.

"From toilet! when we're done eating we go home now" Zidan replied flatly.

"Zi, mama can talk for a minute" said Maria.

Zidan caught a glimpse of Maria before nodding his head.

"Darling, I borrowed your husband for a while, yeah," said Maria then walked to another table a little away from Salsa. Zidan caught a glimpse of Salsa before stepping closer to Maria who was already standing not far away.

"Sit on Zi" said Maria, and she sat down on the chair.

"Say quick" Zidan said without looking at him.

"Alright, mama just wants to give advice, so that your marriage will be announced immediately. Make a reception event so that people know that you already have a wife so that they also appreciate your wife, pity Him if visiting the Office. Of course your employees don't respect him" Maria said.

In Zidan's heart, he explained what Maria said, yes, the fact is that, no one knows her marriage to Salsa, except the people in her mension. Outside of the ministry, no one knows if he is married.

Actually it was not the will of Zidan, but it was a request from Salsa, so that their marriage was kept secret, because Salsa was afraid the school knew and would remove him from the school.

"Hmm, yes well," Zidan replied in response to Maria's proposal.

"real Zi! you want to have a reception?" mary asked excitedly.

"Yes, look at it later, I'll talk to him first" Zidan replied.

"Well, mom just wanted to say that,"

******

Salsa and Zidan were in the car Jefri was driving.

"Mommy, what did you say?" salsa asked a little curiously.

Zidan who was sitting leaning in the back cabin of the car did not respond to her, he was still thinking about the story of Salsa who met her mother earlier, of course it made her worry. Worried that Herman would harm his wife later.

"Mas, what did you think? Surely think of a secretary who likes to walk the streets right," Salsa shook Zidan's arm.

"No, why are you jealous?" ketus Salsa replied, by crossing into two hands on the chest.

"If you are not jealous, do not have lips extended so, it is like a duck," said Zidan looking at Salsa from the corner of his eye.

"What did Mas say? I'm like a duck!" Salsa turned her body partially towards Zidan with both hands at her waist.

"Secretary mas tuh who is like a duck, see the road is already rich duck in pempes wear," added Salsa who felt furious.

"It is not necessary to be angry, if not jealous," Zidan replied, holding back his laughter.

"Bciiii!!! Mas it mengeselin," Salsa growled angrily pointing her fingers at Zidan's face as if about to claw it.

Zidan who had been holding back his laughter almost saw his wife's adorable behavior.

Salsa turned her back to Zidan, staring out of the street from behind the windshield.

When stopped at the red light back Salsa's eyes caught a middle-aged woman, who was peddling the handle in her hand to the cars that stopped at the red light.

Mama!! That's mommy. 

Salsa quickly covered her mouth with two hands, as she was about to shout calling the middle-aged woman she saw like her mother. He doesn't want Zidan to find out, and sparks a commotion again.

As the car drove back to leave a red light, Salsa continued to watch the woman until it completely disappeared from her sight. Resisting longing for his mother who he had long endured.

"Darling I was just kidding," Zidan shifted his seat closer to Salsa, when he heard the sound of his sobs.

"Mas, hiks, hiks," Salsa immediately hugged Zidan, vaping her cries that she could no longer bear.

"Honey Mas sorry, tomorrow mas will replace the new Secretary if you do not like Gisel," said Zidan persuaded. But Salsa's cries grew even more without saying anything.

*****

Missionsion.

Not long after Salsa and Zidan reached the Mension, Mary arrived, As usual Salsa kissed the back of her hand and hugged her in-laws.

"Zi, can we talk for a while." asked Maria when she saw Zidan who was about to enter the room.

"Let's go, baby, let's have a chat first," Maria grabbed Salsa by the shoulder, led her to sit on the sofa in the main hall.

"Zi, did you tell your wife your plan earlier?" ask Maria.

"What plan ma? Mas Zidan said nothing" Salsa interjected.

"Zi," Maria looked at Zidan as if asking for her approval.

"Yes, I haven't delivered yet" Zidan replied.

"What the hell is Mas? Just be curious," Salsa stared at the flat faces of Zidan and Maria in turn.

"All right let mama deliver. this is dear, mama and Zidan-,"

"Not my plan" Zidan interrupted.

"What a heck Mas, not very polite with mama," said Salsa.

"It's okay, baby." Maria mediates.

"So this way.mama has plans to make the wedding reception you two, yes mama also want to make a small party for the two of you. Besides you also have not made the reception right? After the marriage," said Maria.

"Where's darling? Do you agree."