Om the CEO is Galak That's My Husband
Tiltiness

Two weeks later. Every morning Zidan always experience morning sickness even, sometimes until the night he still vomit. His face increasingly looks pale and thin because every food that goes into his stomach, immediately immediately he took out again. Dr. Erwin did give the medicine, but never once he drank, he always threw the medicine without Salsa's knowledge and would say he had taken it. Not infrequently, he also asked for strange foods, even though he only ate one mouthful.

Every night he also could not sleep well because he experienced pain in his back, waist and calves. However, he never complained or asked Salsa for help to massage him. In fact, her nature is increasingly protective with Salsa pregnancy. He is very concerned about the intake of food consumed by Salsa.

Her nature also turned out to be sensitive, chatty, worthy of her like pregnant mothers.

Traaaang

Salsa's hand accidentally nudged the glass over the nightstand.

Zidan who was still sleeping in the bed immediately gasped, seeing Salsa crouching packing the broken glass on the floor.

"When, what are you doing?" Zidan slightly straightened his body looking at Salsa who was crouching on the floor.

"Eh, sorry Mas, the glass fell accidentally nudged my hand." he continued picking up broken glass scattered on the floor.

"Here you go. Let the waiter clean later." Zidan waved his hand asking Salsa to come closer.

"Yes," Salsa stood up carefully avoiding the broken glass.

"Mas, today I'm a moment's permission yes, want to anterin Mom to go home. I'm afraid, if you go alone, Om Herman will come again." said the man who was sitting next to the bed.

"What do you want there?" Zidan who was lying down immediately sat on the bed

"No idea. Mother said there were things to take." replied Salsa.

"Yes, Mas's coming, '" Zidan then shook off the blanket that covered his legs.

"Mas is sick! Better just stay home. I'll only be a minute." said Salsa.

"Who said I was sick?" Zidan had lowered his feet to the floor and shoved his footwear......

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Jefri's car has now stopped at the front road of Salsa's house. Rita opened the door immediately got out of the car. Before stepping inside Rita looked at the simple house from the front. A flash of memories lingered in his head, as he and Baharudin, laughing happily playing with their daughter. With a smile Rita looked at the simple courtyard of the house.

The smile on his lips changed instantly, recalled as he chased his daughter out of the house.

Salsa got down from the car, holding onto both shoulders of Rita who stood staring at their house with glazed eyes.

"I'm sorry, Mom Son," suddenly Rita sobbed as she hugged Salsa.

"There's nothing to forgive Mom, Salsa has forgotten everything." He rubbed Rita's back gently.

"Mother ruined everything, son," Rita's cry broke even more. It was true that regret was very painful, that was what he felt at this moment.

"Come on, Mom, I said I'd like to pick up some stuff,"

"Yes, son, I come in first, you just wait here, pity your husband," said Maria stepping into the house.

Salsa got back in the car, sitting next to Zidan who was still looking at her house.

"What do you see?" salsa asked with her eyebrows linked together.

"This is your house?" ask Zidan.

"Yes, this house is the result of my father's hard work and this is the only legacy left by my father. Thank you, because Mas has redeemed him back," said he with a glassy eyeball.

"Heists. It can't be that talking doesn't have to cry" snorted Zidan.

"I cried because I was happy. Happy to know Mas, happy to have Mas, happy because Mas-" Zidan immediately smothers his mouth.

"Mas wants to see your house," Zidan immediately got down from the car. rubbed the corners of his eyes slightly wet. I don't know why lately it's been easy to shed tears.

Salsa came down from the car approaching Zidan who was standing on his back.

"Will you come in?" ask her who has hugged Zidan's arm.

Zidan just nodded his face in the other direction.of course he did not want Salsa to see his teary eyes at this time.

"Let's go, '" Salsa pulled Zidan's hand and stepped inside the house.

Inside the house, Zidan's eyes captured a picture frame that was displayed in the room.

That little boy? Is he sabila? 

Zidan walked closer to see the photo for more clarity.

"That's a picture of Dad, me and Mom," Salsa took the hanging photo and gave it to Zidan.

Zidan stared at the photo, then saw Salsa and then saw a long, shabby sofa in front of the TV.

So Sabila's family helped me first. Oh my.... The girl I have been missing is my wife. 

Zidan stared fixedly at the shabby sofa in front of the TV table. He hugged Salsa's body.

"Mas why?" salsa asked who was confused by Zidan's attitude.

Zidan did not reply, his hands getting tighter hugging Salsa's body along with his tears that just flowed.

"Why are you crying?" ask Salsa.

Zidan then let go of his embrace. Instantly turning the body in the other direction while wiping away the tears that fell at the corner of the eye.

"Mas why?" Salsa rubbed Zidan's back gently.

"Just flickering," Zidan replied, giving an excuse.

"Here I see," Salsa pulled Zidan's shoulder to face him.

Salsa brought her face closer to Zidan's teary eyes.

"Kok kelilipan Mas eyes watering both?" salsa asked with her eyebrows linked together.

"Yes. The end! Call me baby again." said Salsa teasing him.

"It's Sabila, don't joke around" Zidan said.

"It's weird! Usual fierce. Uh, suddenly a cry swooped at me," he chuckled.

"As it was just a flick of Sabila, let's go home, already" Zidan stepped out carrying the picture frame.

"Mas..... Mommy........." Salsa shook her head to see Zidan who was like a misbehavior.

Returning from Rita's house. Salsa asks Jefri to stop by at the cafe Maria. We planned to have lunch together there.

Soon, the car arrived at the cafe Maria. After getting out of the car, they stepped inside the cafe simultaneously.

"Darling, Mas want to go to the bathroom for a while, yes, you wait here first, yes.do not go anywhere," said Zidan.

"Yes," replied Salsa.

Zidan stepped into the bathroom, occasionally looking back at Salsa who was still standing next to Rita.

Not far from where Salsa and Rita were standing, Herman came out from the other direction, carrying a bucket with a mop. Herman instantly left the bucket and the mop as his eyes caught Rita and Salsa.

You finally turned yourself in here Rita. You want to divorce me! I'll give you because I've got a woman who's more everything than you. 

Without wasting any time Herman quickly approached Rita and Salsa with a disgusting grin.

"Mom, why is he here?" salsa's face looked anxious as she saw Herman walking up to them.

"Mother doesn't know, either" replied Rita who also looked anxious.

"Let me face it." Rita stood in front of the body, as Herman's steps drew closer.

"What else do you want!" pekik Rita who stood in front of Salsa.

"What do you want here?" Herman is getting closer.

"You know, this cafe is my future wife's" said Herman.

Without further ado, he pulled Rita's hair hard.

"Brah!" peekik Rita is in pain.

"Let go, let go of Mom," Salsa did not stay still, she tried to let go of Herman's hand that pulled Rita's hair strong.

Herman released his hand that pulled Rita's hair when his eyes caught the ring attached to Salsa's finger.

Instantly Salsa's wrist was firmly grasped and the ring was forcibly pulled.

Rita tried to put up a fight by hitting Herman's hand.

However, with only one hand, Herman grabbed Rita's face and refused her firmly until Rita sat on the floor.

Now Herman just focused on opening the ring on Salsa's finger. However, Salsa tried to defend the ring by clenching his fingers.

Herman who felt indignant using his one hand pulled the Hijab Salsa until his head looked up.

"Quick! give me the ring!" herman's increasingly strong snaps pulled the hijab until Salsa's hair was slightly visible.

"No! I won't give it." Salsa choked.

"Fuck you boy!" herman's hand was raised to slap Salsa.

Taps!

His hand was immediately caught by Zidan.

"How many times have I warned you, you son of a bitch!" Zidan clenched his hands tightly

Bugs!

A single blow landed on Herman's face, until fresh blood came out of his mouth and his body instantly collapsed on the floor.

Zidan then grabbed Salsa's head and leaned against her body.

"Darling, this is Mas. Fear not," Zidan gently rubbed Salsa's head to calm her down.

"What is this Zi?" ask Mary who just came. His gaze circulated to see Rita grimacing in pain on the floor and to see Herman lying unconscious.

"Darling what happened?" Maria stepped closer to Salsa who was in Zidan's arms.

"Mom knows who he is? He is Herman! Who's always trying to harm Sabila!" snapped Zidan full of anger.

"I'm sorry Mama Zi. Mama doesn't know." said Maria.

"Slow!" dengus Zidan's.

Maria then walked over to Herman's body lying on the floor.

Bagh's!

One kick from his leg landed on Herman's face.

"Alfred, finish him off" he said.

"Good mistress,"

Alfredo ordered his men to take Herman's body away from there.

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