Om the CEO is Galak That's My Husband
Maaf

Pov Zidan's. 

After I told Raka to take my wife home, my premonition was suddenly unpleasant. But I try to think positively, because in a moment Mr. Kim is coming and I need to learn some of the materials that Raka has prepared.

An hour has passed but Raka has not returned to the office, she must have returned because the distance from home to my usual office in just twenty minutes. But it's been an hour. My wife hasn't told me yet. He should have told me since.

My gut feeling is that something happened. Without wanting me to guess I immediately called my wife.

My two calls have no answer from her. I tried to contact Raka and the call was immediately connected.

"Where are you now Raka?" ask me when the phone is connected.

"Su-su was home Boss---" nervously Raka replied.

"Why are you still in my house, Raka? Didn't I tell you to go back to the office immediately after dropping off Sabila," I asked a little suspicious of her.

"So-so I'm delivering the 'to-" madam"

"Talk to me, which is clearly Raka, or I'll cut off your pawn!"

"I-I'm sorry boss, I just drove the mistress to her mother's house" replied Raka who made my blood rise.

"Then where is Sabila?!!" askaku yell at her.

"A-there's a boss,"

"Hurry and give her your phone,"

Not long ago, Raka called my wife. Maybe my wife is in the room right now, because I heard a knock on the door too.

"Mas, hiks, hiks," my wife cried on the phone.

"Darling, what's wrong with you?" ask me to worry.

"Sorry Mas, hiks, hiks,"

Don't know why? every time I hear her crying, my heart is always breaking.

******

I'll drive the car out of the office after her. I don't care Mr. Kim came and waited for me in the meeting room.

On the phone, my wife and Raka had not said anything, but when Raka said that if she brought my wife to her mother's house I became anxious and worried that something might happen.

Actually there is no intention of me forbid him to meet his mother.it's just a worry if he met Herman, because I have several times I get Herman who always wanted to harm him.

I want to feel like I killed that Herman, but I don't want my wife to blame her mother later.

Fifteen minutes drive. Now I have reached home.I ran inside after getting out of the car. I approached Raka who was sitting in the middle room, my chest still going up and down with breath still hunting.

"What happened!" snapped me while lifting the collar of the neck of Raka's shirt.I was about to swing my hand hit her face.

"Mas, hiks, hiks, Raka's brother is not wrong mas" my wife cried as her hands hugged my body from behind.

Slowly I let go of my hand which was holding the collar of Raka's shirt.I turned to look at my wife who put her face on my back.

"What's going on!" I turned my body around and held both shoulders of my wife who was still crying.

"I'm sorry, mas" he said with a bowed face. I really don't want to hear an apology anymore.

"Tell me what has happened Raka!!" snapped me who was now standing while stepping a little further back to them.

"I'm sorry, boss, I brought the lady to her mother's house. But, there was the Herman who took his belongings that were left behind. I had not let the madam enter the house herself,"

So my hunch at the office was right! I was suspicious when he said he was dizzy and asked to go home.

"I told you to take him home to Raka's house, not to her mother's. Don't you understand what I'm saying, or you're tired of working with me,"

"I'm sorry boss," Raka regretted with a lowered face.

"Abang Raka is not wrong Mas, I forced Raka's brother to deliver to mother's house. I don't want Mas to know, I asked Raka's brother to take me home earlier,"

"Oo, are you feeling great now? so you want to do yourself whatever you like, do you?"

my breath is so tight right now, seeing my wife's face looking down in fear because of what I said just now, but, I want her to learn to appreciate me more, she said, so that he doesn't keep anything from me anymore.

I turned my body towards the door behind her, for I could not see her face bowed like that. I let out my breath and adjusted a little of my breath.

"Mas I'm sorry," sounded again his sobs that made my heart more slashed.

After my breathing was a little regular, I turned back to look at her.

"Don't I ever say, so never approach anything that can bring you closer to Herman or meet him. Is that hard for you!!!!"

"Mas, I'm sorry,"

I'm tired of hearing sorry words from him right now. I turned my body and went out. Let the cry of my wife who called me from behind.

****

I'm back in the office, thankfully, Mr. Kim is still waiting for me in the meeting room. Although not focused, I still try to convey the material that I have learned earlier. And my efforts lobbied Mr. Kim succeeded.

After the meeting was over I returned to my room. Israhat in a private room in my workroom.

I would go home with my wife at home. But this time I was still upset and angry, I was afraid that if I went home my emotions would come back........

****

I slept in my study room long enough, until I woke up the room was already dark. Usually if I fall asleep in that room Raka will come to build me. But I didn't tell anyone, if I was in the workspace.

I saw the phone screen 31 times missed calls from my wife, I immediately got out of bed when I saw the clock on the phone was showing at nine o'clock at night. My wife must be very worried about me right now.

Get home. I kept going to see my wife in the room, she must be sleeping.

"Bag,"

my wife's voice called out to me from the direction of the middle room.

My steps stopped right in front of the door, I turned to look at my wife who was walking near me.

"Mas, where are you from?"