Om the CEO is Galak That's My Husband
Beyond a doubt

After Zidan read a short message from a number he did not recognize. His face turned anxious, his hand that was still holding the phone shook.

How could his wife leave? but he had warned all the people in the ministry not to let his wife out. But, he remembered the person who was on Salsa's phone this morning.

Didn't want to think that it wasn't that he immediately made a call to the number that sent him the message earlier but there was no answer. Then he called Salsa's mobile number but his wife's number was off.

Zidan rubbed his face rough, he walked back and forth with a face that looked so anxious, then he called Raka's number but there was no answer from Raka. Unlike her usual Raka will always be quick to answer phone calls from her. To prevent him trying to call Jefri, Marni and and last mobile number to the house number, but no one answered the phone call from him.

Ding.

One WA message went into his cell phone.rush he opened when he saw the same number that sent his message earlier.

{Come to the Sejoli cafe, if you still want this wife of yours, and remember never try to contact polis}

Zidan immediately replied to the WA message.

{Yes I'm going there right away, don't ever hurt my wife}

Not wanting to waste time Zidan immediately left his office. As his mouth continues to say a prayer for his wife's safety.

*******

In the Lamborghini vaneno, Zidan drove himself to the cafe sejoli, with anxiety. Sometimes he rubbed his face rough. Indeed, at this time his heart was enveloped in fear, like if the person who sent the short message hurt his wife.

God save my wife. 

in his heart he kept praying.

Arriving at the cafe sejoli, Zidan parked his car because the cafe did look lonely, there were only a few cars parked there.

Zidan stepped inside the cafe which did not see a single visitor in his anxious face was still clearly visible. every now and then he looked at his cell phone screen with a view that continued to circulate to all corners of the room in the cafe.

He again tried to contact the WA number that sent him the message while stepping slowly with a view that continues to circulate to every corner of the room.

"Bag!!!" zidan's head immediately turned towards the voice that called out to him, in the corner of the cafe room, Salsa stood with a smile, in front of a banner that read Happy Birthday My Husband.

Zidan's lips trembled as his eyes continued to watch Salsa, as if he could not believe what he was seeing. He opened and reread the WA message someone had sent him.

"Ja-don't tell me it's you who did Sabila," said Zidan with a voice and trembling lips.

"Sorry mass," Salsa walked over to him.

"Sabila Jawab!!!! it's not you who sent it!!" zidan's voice shook even more as he showed Salsa the WA message. He really did not think it was all his wife.

"Mas, sorry," Salsa did not expect Zidan's response to be like that.

"The answer!!! It's not you doing it!!!"

And prang!!!!

The cell phone in his hand was now scattered on the floor.

Salsa who stood in front of her trembled in fear with her breath beginning to suffocate.

"Zi!!! he just wanted to apologize to you, and make a surprise birthday for you. Is that wrong?" nagging Maria to make her son aware.

Maria was very angry with Zidan's nature that could not control her emotions.

"Shytt!!! " swear Zidan while rubbing his face rough, as if he had just realized his speech earlier on Salsa.

"Darling, dear pardon my dear, I am only afraid of losing you," he regretted while hugging Salsa's body which was still trembling in fear.

*****

"I'm sorry, I have no intention at all to make you feel worried" said Salsa, who is now sitting on a chair holding a glass of water.

"Sorry mas also dear, mas was so worried about you, and mas never thought the slightest if you do this. mas so afraid of losing you dear," said Zidan.

"From now on, don't worry anymore, because I will never leave the mas until anytime. I promise!" salsa said as she held her two fingers up.

"You are too good to promise, baby, the edges you make the mas worry again," replied Zidan.

"That's it, I'm confused too" said Salsa, putting a glass on the table.

"Why's Mountain?" asked Zidan with narrowed eyes.

"Yes, because this is my true nature mas, my innate nature from birth. mas want to know why? because my blood type is A-B. People who bleed A-B tend to have a soft feeling and have a high sense of empathy for the situation of others.but that is, people who bleed A-B is also difficult to manage, too, it's hard to take someone else's advice" said Salsa, who made Zidan's forehead wrinkle.

"And I feel so lucky because my husband is bleeding O" he added.

"Where did you know that my blood type was O?" zidan asked as if he was interested in the explanation that his wife explained.

"I know, that's my husband. I can see from the attitude of the strong, have a natural leadership spirit, although sometimes arrogant" replied Salsa.

"So, I'm sure you can guide me, remind me if I make a mistake because I will always repeat the same mistake, and it's my job to remind me" he added.

"Mas has often said you don't want to listen" Zidan said.

"Yes precisely because that is why you must always remind and advise me, never get bored" replied Salsa.

"Yes once in your memory you cried," Zidan sneered.

"Yes, yeah,. If it reminds and advises it does not have to be snapped. if the mas snapped yes I cry," murmured Salsa.

"Mas won't make you cry anymore sabila, because I love you so much" Zidan said, holding onto Salsa's two hands.

"Yes, I can finally go back to hearing those sacred words" Salsa replied happily.

"Now we close our eyes, I have a gift for mas" Salsa pinta.

"Gift?" zidan asked with narrowed eyes.

"It's a gift, it's a birthday, '" Salsa replied.