Om the CEO is Galak That's My Husband
What about rendang?

"Lho, where are we going?" salsa asked, because the direction of the car was different.

Zidan floated his horror gaze, making Salsa's guts shrivel not wanting to ask again. He then hugged Zidan's arm and leaned his head there, he also rubbed his cheeks on the burly arm.

Zidan just put on a smile looking at his wife's behavior. His plan to apologize was ignored, because it was already in advance Salsa. However, he kept trying to act as cold as possible, wanting to see how far his wife apologized.

The car has now entered the courtyard of a Mall. Salsa looked up, looking at Zidan's face looking straight ahead.

"Everyone knows that your husband is handsome. So there is no need for you to look like that." said Zidan praising himself with a tone that still sounds cold.

Salsa raised the corner of her lips up and turned her gaze in the other direction.

Since when is she good at praising herself. 

His inner.

*****

Inside the Mall. Salsa tightly embraced Zidan's arm. Honestly, at this time he is not confident because he still uses school uniforms.

As if understanding, Zidan then took her into a brand clothing store. The eyes of Salsa immediately caught the clothes displayed on the sculpture display. Salsa then asked the store employees to bring the same clothes that were displayed on the statue. After that he went into the dressing room.

Would you like it, huh? If I wear these clothes. 

her mind while pecking herself in the mirror.

The milk-brown long skirt, combined with a white long-sleeved shirt and pink baby rectangular hijab, is perfectly mounted on her body.

My mother!" Salsa called out to Zidan after coming out of the dressing room.stands right in front of Zidan who is on his back.

Zidan was stunned after turning around. His eyes unblinkingly looked at Salsa who was standing in front of him at this moment.

"Mas!" again he called out to Zidan, making Zidan flinch. Then, Zidan quickly turned his gaze in another direction.

"Jelek, huh Mas?" ask the one who is not confident.

"Hmm," Zidan turned his head at a glance.

"Mas don't like it? Yes, I've changed the others." lirih her who is not confident.

"Already, just wear it." said Zidan coldly covering his admiration.

"I'll change it." Salsa returned to step into the locker room.

Zidan quickly held his hand, making Salsa's steps come to a halt.

"You're beautiful" Zidan admitted in a cold tone.

"Correct?" salsa asked in disbelief.

Zidan nodded slowly.

"As like?" asked Salsa again who was back in the nod by Zidan.

"Then I want to wear a hijap, let Mas not be jealous anymore," he said spontaneously.

"What is his relationship with you dressed like this?" asked Zidan with both eyebrows linked together.

"Yes, I have closed the law and my letter is only a man who can see it. So, there's no reason for Mas to be jealous anymore." she replied as she pulled Zidan's hand towards the cashier...

After exiting the clothing store, they stepped around the Mall with their hands clasped

"Mas, how come tumben didn't bring me here?" the question he had wanted to ask since.

"Why? you don't like it?" answer Zidan coldly.

Hearing Zidan's reply, Salsa pushed the corner of her lips forward while shaking her head softly. Even a little bit of heartbreak in his heart. How not? zidan always gave a bad response to him.

"Hey, why are you quiet?" ask Zidan to stop the move.

"I'm hungry" replied Salsa briefly.

"Yes, we're going to eat now" Zidan said.

"But Mas, I want her to eat rice field, do not want food here," his reply stopped Zidan's steps.

Healer. This guy, he doesn't know that I brought him here for shopping. 

"Yes, come on." said Zidan coldly and then stepped without releasing his fingers holding Salsa's fingers.

Now they have arrived at the restaurant padang, the location is not too far from the Mall they visited earlier.

After entering and sitting inside. A waiter from the restaurant came to them.

"Nio pasan apo Uda, Uni?" ask the waiter of the restaurant with the language of the area.

"I want a rendang" Salsa replied quickly.

"Okay. uni nyo jo randang, if udanyo?" ask the waiter while writing the order on paper.

"What message?" salsa asked looking at Zidan who was still confused.

"Just like what you ordered." Answer Zidan.

"Tell her the same Uda, don't be the same to me." replied Salsa.

"So see the duo yo ni! If you drink nyo apo ni?" ask the waiter while his finger writes on the small paper.

"White water." replied Salsa.

"If uda nyo, Nio mamasan drink ndak?" ask the waiter to see Zidan who is still confused.

"Mas, in tanyain, would you like to order a drink?" salsa.

"What did you order?" ask Zidan.

"I didn't order a drink, just water." replied Salsa.

"Oo, yes, yes. It's the same, too" replied Zidan.

"Ni. iko uni's man?" ask the waiter.

"Yes uda," replied Salsa with a clumsy smile.

"Hey! What are you talking about?" zidan asked the waiter with a sharp look.

"Yo already, ambo excuse me yo uni, wait for sabanta lai pasanan uni tibo. Uni pambangih man, takuik ambonyo," said the waiter passed away.

Salsa slightly chuckled while covering her mouth with a palm.

"Why are you laughing? What's he saying?" ask Zidan ketus.

"He said Mas was grumpy, he was scared" said Salsa, who was still smiling.

"Do you understand their language?" ask Zidan.

Salsa nodded.

"I understand, just can't say it." replied Salsa.

Not long after their order came, a waiter brought food by arranging dishes in one hand. Then they sit at their table. Salsa washes his hands before eating.

"Mas why?" salsa asked as she looked at Zidan's reddened face, with sweat pouring down her face. Zidan gulped down the drinking water scratching his head which was already soaked by sweat.

Salsa gurgas took a tissue to dry the sweat on Zidan's face.

Zidan immediately stood up from his seat, after which he ran to the back after inquiring about the location of the bathroom to the maid.

Salsa sat back down and finished the rest of the food on her plate.

"Are you sure pa-pa?" Salsa frowned after Zidan came out of the bathroom.

"Mas is just not used to eating spicy," her reply gave an excuse.

"Well, this is not too spicy, after all, the new Mas food is a little exhausted," replied Salsa feeling astonished.

"Yes for you it's not spicy.alah, just finish your food fast!" ketus Zidan again sipped drinking water.

"This is rendang Mas, just make me. Too bad rendang as good as this is not in the end," Salsa then took a plate containing the rendang.

"Haeus. You're greedy." snorted Zidan.

"eeh. Than Mas, Weak! Meal rendang alone shower sweat. Look at me." Salsa sneered and put the piece of meat in her mouth.

*****

In the afternoon, they returned to the ministry. Salsa wanted to go back to the Mall to buy a new uniform in order to use the hijab. But Zidan's condition is not fine after eating a little rendang. Making Salsa undo his intention to return to the Mall. He just sent a message to Raka asking for help buying the uniform after Raka came home from the office.

Yes, Salsa has decided it will learn to use the hijab. In his school did not prohibit, because there are also some students who use it.

"You're so beautiful, son." said Rita staring at her haru. Rita's heart was slightly pinched when she saw Salsa using the hijab. I think he should learn to use it too.

"Mom can do it" Salsa replied and kissed Rita on the back of her hand.

"Truly, if you don't believe, just ask your husband. Yes, Nak Zi-. Lho? why your husband, son?" rita asked worriedly as she watched Zidan's face which looked slightly pale.

"I'm fine, ma'am" Zidan replied and grabbed Rita's hand and kissed her.

"Salsa, capet bring your husband in the room, I will make Ginger warm for him," said Rita passed away....

*****

At night the door of the room was knocked from the outside, Salsa who was learning immediately stood up to open the door. He soon returned with a paper bag.

"What's that?" asked Zidan who was lying on the bed with his body still limp. Yes, since eating rendang this afternoon until now his body is not okay. Even his appetite was gone. Ginger boiled water made by his father-in-law he did not drink.

"This is the school uniform I'm going to wear tomorrow." Salsa took out the contents inside the paper bag and stretched the long skirt to her waist.

"Are you sure you're going to wear those clothes to school?" ask Zidan.

"Surely, can't you?" salsa asked permission.

"That's up to you." replied Zidan.

"It can't be dong Mas. Mas it must be firm.if you can say yes, if not yes say no." cerocosnya.

Zidan thought for a moment before answering. Honestly in his heart he really likes his wife to use the hijab, although the status of Islam he professed only as a formality in state records only.

"Yes, according to Mas you better be yourself. Mas does not demand you have to use the clothes, otherwise it also does not prohibit you from using it. So come back to you, if you feel comfortable use it but if not leave it," said Zidan gave his opinion.

****

Her morning. Salsa is neat with her school uniform. The long-sleeved white shirt in the gray skirt match se eye-footed as well as the white hijab is installed on his body perfectly.

Same thing with Zidan who is neat with his office suit stelan. However, his face still looks pale even this morning he had vomited in the bathroom. It made her face look pale this morning.

"Mas, are you sure you want to go to the office?" ask Salsa who looks worried.

"Haeus. You think your husband is weak" Zidan replied.

"It's not so. I'm just worried, afraid of why." said Salsa.

"Already! come on out, have breakfast first," Zidan stepped out of the room at the follow Salsa behind her.

"For Ma" said Salsa, watching Mary go down the stairs.

"By the morning too, dear. Whoa! you're so beautiful, so dear to this outfit." praise Mary looking at him with awe.

Salsa just silently blushed in embarrassment, for some reason if her in-laws were praising her as if the compliment was true.

"Let's have breakfast." Maria embraces Salsa's shoulder walking into the dining room.

"Where is Zi going?" maria asked to see Zidan who had passed by leaving the dining table.

"You go to the room for a minute, something's left. Have breakfast first." replied Zidan without stopping his steps.

"Darling, what's wrong with your husband?" Mary looked at Salsa as if asking for an explanation.

"I don't know Ma, like he was sick." replied Salsa.

"Let's look inside" said Maria, worried.

"Well Ma," quickly Salsa stepped into the room....

"That's right! I said what." Salsa hurriedly stepped inside the bathroom when she heard Zidan's vomiting voice.

Only Zidan standing in front of the wetafel forcefully let out his entrails. Nothing comes out but clear liquid. Yeah, that's because since last night Zidan hasn't touched any food at all. Salsa helped rub Zidan's neck and back so he could more easily remove her.

"You go to breakfast, you just catch a cold, you don't have to worry" Zidan said.

"Where's Mas' phone? let me call Dr. Erwin." said Salsa.

"Take it in a bag," she said.

After calling Erwin's doctor, Salsa helped Zidan lie in bed. Yes, his body is currently very weak, probably because of the much energy he spent to force out fluid from his body.

Then Salsa went to the dinner shirt. The clock has shown at 07:10 there are only twenty minutes left, before his school entrance hour.

"Ma, please take care of Mas Zidan huh? Salsa had called the doctor to come here, maybe soon to come." said Salsa then took a glass of milk on the table and drank it.

"Honey, don't rush to breakfast first" said Maria.

"Salsa is late Ma," Salsa refused who immediately grabbed Maria's hand and kissed her.

"It's okay you're late, as long as you and your future grandchild are healthy. Have breakfast first," Maria's command could not be denied.

Salsa had to eat her breakfast quickly, while keeping an eye on the clock hanging on the wall.

"Honey, slow down to eat" said Maria who was ignored by Salsa. It did not take long, less than five minutes a plate of breakfast that had been served was exhausted by him.

After retiring, Salsa rushed out.

"Bang Jeff speeding yes, ten minutes to get to school" he said to Jefri who stood to open the door for him.

"Ready Mistress," replied Jefri.

"Well, how come you're here?" Salsa was aghast when she saw that Zidan was already sitting in the car.

"Heais. Don't ask too many questions?" ketus Zidan's.

"But, Mas is sick again, why force the office anyway," Salsa cerocos who is still standing outside.

"Are you going to be late?" dengus Zidan's.

Heard that. Salsa got into the car immediately. It's not much time to get to school.

The car driven by Jefri, drove at high speed. overtaking other vehicles with nimble. Makes Zidan feel more nauseous. Lucky in the car there's a crackle bag. So they didn't have to ask Jefri to stop. Again, only the clear liquid that Zidan removed from his body. Salsa helped rub Zidan's neck.

Arriving at the school bell in and rang, after kissing the back of Zidan's hand, Salsa did not immediately get out of the car, because he saw Zidan's face that was getting pale.