Om the CEO is Galak That's My Husband
Herman's Passion

Herman and the 2 men who kidnapped Salsa.  Raka first called Zidan to give a report.

"Miss I found the Boss, now it's been between Jefri to the ministry," Raka said from a phone call.

"Good, now you come here immediately" said Zidan, then disconnected his phone.

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A few minutes later, Raka was already in Zidan's study.

"Have you prepared the jet for my departure tomorrow?" ask Zidan.

"Not the boss" answered Raka.

"I'll get ready soon, and as long as I'm not around, you take over all my work here,"

"Will the boss go alone?" ask Raka.

"Of course not, but I can't bring you Raka either, because you're the only one I trust taking over all my work here" Zidan replied steadily.

"Alright boss," replied Raka, about to pass away.

"Wait for Raka" Zidan said, stopping Raka from leaving.

"Get me a cell phone and give it to the girl." prrecommand Zidan.

"Good boss," Raka retorted and then stepped out of Zidan's room.

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Salsa, who had been in Zidan's ministry, had now finished cleaning herself, and had also changed her clothes. He who already looked very fresh, was about to go to bed because his stomach was hungry.

'From the fact that I am troubling others in this house, it is better that I go to the kitchen by myself, take food, but the boss is not there. When else, I can see the kitchen. Surely the kitchen is very spacious and the equipment is certainly good, ' muttered Salsa saraya stepped.

He went down the stairs, continued to walk to the kitchen, although he did not know where the kitchen was, because he had never been there.

"The food is ready, miss" said Marni, making her jump in shock.

"Issha.... This aunty. Ngagetin aja," he mumbled annoyed.

"What if Salsa's heart goes loose?" he continued to grumble while holding his chest.

"Sorry miss, I didn't mean it" said Marni.

"Yes, it's been,"

"Bi Marni. can you please take Salsa to the kitchen?" her pinta while holding Marni's one hand.

"Don't miss, sir forbid. Me and the other servants will be infuriated by you if you insist," Marni pleaded.

"Auntie just calm, the fierce Om did not know, his people also have not returned, right?! So the fierce om will not know, aunt take it easy," his reply persuaded Marni.

Marni smiled looking at the girl in front of her.

"Here are many CCTV ladies, let's see there" Marni pointed to one of the CCTVs in the room.

"And there are many more, other CCTVs, even in the kitchen there, so miss do not think you will not know," said Marni.

"But Salsa bored Bi, Salsa time just stay in the room, continue down even just in the dining room and front room only. just want to go to the kitchen alone, just want to go to the kitchen, that's not okay either" he grumbled.

"That's your order, miss. But if the lady is bored, the lady can go to the 3rd floor, or to the back garden," said Marni.

"Hah. emang boleh?" tanya nya tak percaya.

"May miss," answered Marni steadily.

"Then let's go upstairs" Salsa excitedly asked as she pulled one of Marni's hands.

"Nanti nona dulu non,"

"Why not now just Bi," Whine waving one hand Marni who is still in his grasp.

"Now miss eat first, surely miss already hungry right" said Marni.

"Alright Bi, but Auntie promised yes, after eating bring Salsa around in this house," her pinta.

Marni nodded.

Salsa also stepped onto the dining table, eating some delicious dishes that have been served for him.

"Is the lady done?" marni asked, looking at the empty plate in front of the girl.

"Udah Bi, let's go upstairs now," Salsa immediately got up from her seat walking closer to Marni.

"Alright lady, but wait a minute, I want to call the waiter to clean this dining table first" said Marni walking to the back.

Not long after, Marni returns with two female servants walking behind her.

"Let's miss" Marni stepped in front, followed by Salsa in the back.

Having just reached the third floor of the luxurious residence, Salsa stood silently her eyes rolling to every corner in the room on the third floor.

Then Salsa walked slowly following Marni's steps. Marni opened one of the doors on the third floor, in the room there was a large screen that almost filled the corner of the room, there was also a long sofa facing the big screen. The atmosphere in the room was not bright, only in the light of colorful lights.

"What is Bi?" salsa asked who was still standing at the door.

"It's a mini cinema lady," replied Marni.

"Ooo, is that fierce Om coming here often?" ask her again.

"I don't know either, miss, we servants are forbidden to go to the second and third floors, except we will come every two days, clean this room, as well as other rooms" Marni explained.

"Then it is better we now go down Bi, Salsa is afraid, later Om ferociously angry," Salsa pulled one hand Marni was about to bring her out.

"No miss, you will not be angry, because this is your own order," replied Marni stopping Salsa's steps.

"Yes, since this is your order, Auntie asked you to take the lady, surround this whole mension." replied Marni.

"Salsa does not want to be, Salsa will be angry, fear is Bi, we better go down now Bi," he asked as he stepped down the stairs.

"Wait for miss, miss here first" said Marni calling him as she walked towards the balcony on the third floor.

Salsa stepped closer to Marni.

"Gee. Bagis once the scenery bi," exclaimed his look at the park in the mension yard.

"It's like Bi's recreation park, it's cool, let's go down bi," he said grabbing Marni's one hand to take her there.

"Wait lady, slow down the road, I can fall if miss pulls like this,"

"Hehehe, sorry Bi," she regretted

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Meanwhile. Herman who had been beaten up by Raka's men, with staggering steps, walked back to Rita's house. His face was battered, many bruises, as well as blood that had dried up on his face.

BRUISES

His body fell down when he stepped foot into the house. Rita who heard the voice ran up to her.

"Oh my god, why are you? What's going on, man?" rita asked worriedly, looking at her husband's face that was filled with bruised scars.

Herman was silent, his brain was still working, looking for excuses.

'What should I say? Let this stupid woman trust me.argggg. Why is this so painful' inner Herman

Rita helps her husband stand up, takes him to the room and puts him in bed.

Rita rushes to the kitchen, fetching warm water and a small towel, returns to the room cleaning Herman's bruises, before dripping betadine onto the wound on her husband's face.

"What's really going on, Mom? why is it that I can bonyok like this?" rita asked, after she finished treating her husband.

"This is all because of Salsa" replied Herman with his eyes closed.

"Salvana?" rita asked with narrowed eyes.

"Don't joke Mas" said Rita, chuckling.

"It's not your son who did it, but your son told someone else" Herman said

"So like this. That's when I met your son, I saw him walking with some men about to get into a karaoke. So I tried to reprimand and advise him. But your son was angry, he had the men who were with him beat me. You see me now like this."

"He also told me not to interfere in his affairs anymore. Although for this he was also considered my own child, but you see the reply I get." explained Herman at length.

"It's impossible Mas, there's no way Salsa could have done that" Rita denied.

"Then do you want to tell me if I'm lying? look at my injuries, what's it like to pretend? Do you know what? what your son is doing out there! think about where he's been getting his money all along. If not do that cheap work," snorted Herman.

Rita was silent at the words of her husband.

'Is this true what Mas Herman said? No. Salsa wouldn't do that disgusting job, but where did the kid get the money for him to sell, and go to school all this time. Or, what did Mas Herman say was true?' thought Rita.

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Her night. Zidan still seemed busy with his work, a lot of work that he had to finish that night, because tomorrow morning he would fly to Germany.

The wall clock has shown the number ten ten, but Zidan still has no sign of wanting to end his activities.

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There was a knock on the door from outside the room.

"Get in" Zidan ordered without looking at the door.

Chequelek

The door opened, and Raka entered the room.

"Bos, you should rest first," said Raka who was already in the room.

"What time is raka?" asked Zidan who was still staring at his leptop screen.

"It's past ten o'clock Boss, '" replied Raka.

Zidan then stood up, stretched his muscles, today too tired for him, earlier he wanted to go home quickly, in order to meet with Salsa, he said, but his work today could not also be put off.

"You go home first Raka, like tonight I'm going to sleep here" said Zidan who was still staring at his laptop screen in a standing position.

Zidan's work room does have a private room in it, usually he will use to rest tired after work.

"I will accompany the Boss here," Raka replied.

"It's up to you, Raka. What about my preparations tomorrow? have you prepared everything?" ask Zidan.

"Already boss, everything is ready according to the wishes of the Boss, tomorrow at 6 am Boss can leave," replied Raka steady.

"Good!" praise Zidan to his assistant for believing it.

"Yes, I want to rest, you go home Raka," he added.

Zidan then stepped inside his room in the study.

While raka, chose to sit on the sofa workspace Zidan.

'There is no way I will go home Boss, you are still here" said Raka.