Om the CEO is Galak That's My Husband
Special chapter of Santi & Raka

"I can take a photo with you not Sa, please just as a memento of Sa," Pinta Rendi.

"Well, this kid's been visiting for a long time! In love ask for the heart. Come on Sa let's go!"

Santi pulled Salsa's hand away from there.

"Sa, wait for Sa, Salsa wait," just a few steps Rendi was back standing in front blocking their steps.

"Eh. Yes, I don't know myself."

Santi looked at Rendi with a low gaze. However, Rendi ignored Santi, she was more focused on looking at Salsa who looked down in fear.

"Gua call his legs just know the taste of lue," threatened Santi.

"Surge!" Santi pushed Rendi's shoulder, then pulled Salsa's hand away.

Outside the school gate. Zidan and Jefri wait for Salsa to come out. Not long Raka came by her car.

"For bosses!" sapa Raka after getting out of the car.

"Hm. " Reply Zidan is cold.

Raka did not want to ask any more because she saw Zidan's unfriendly expression.

From a distance Zidan had already seen Salsa and Santi walking towards them.

"Hi brother," Salsa greeted with a smile on Raka.

Raka smiled clumsyly glancing towards Zidan as her eyes spoke do not misunderstand the boss. While Zidan pulled Salsa's hand to stand parallel to his. Salsa knew very well, at this time her husband must be jealous.

"It's done, right? we go home now." Zidan's voice sounded cold, without letting go of his gaze at Raka who was standing still looking down.

"No. We had lunch first, masa didn't want to celebrate my graduation," Salsa walked a little away from Zidan.

"Heists. Yes it's fast in the car," responded Zidan who was forced to go into the car whose door was opened Jefri.

Salsa's smile seemed to expand upon hearing her husband's words.

"San, you ride with Raka's brother huh. Can I bang?" Salsa glanced at Santi who was still looking down with a blushing face then turned to look at Raka who was like being stuck with both eyeballs.

"Abang, put my friend yes," without hearing the approval of Raka first, Salsa immediately followed Zidan into the car.

The car Jefri drove slowly. Salsa lowered the glass and waved her hand at Santi.

Raka immediately got into the car, without seeing Santi who had raised his head looking at him.

Tin

Tin

Tin

Repeatedly Raka honked the car horn calling Santi to get into his car. However, Santi did not budge from where he stood.

Very troubling.

Raka then rewinds her car, opening the side window glass.

"Woi female! You want me to stay! " she shouted Raka from inside the car.

Why is he so rude? 

santi muttered who was still standing.

Tin

Tin

Tin

"Woi budeg! Quick in!" Raka again shouted at him from inside the car.

Oo. he said I was a budeg. Just watch out for you Raka, I am aduin with my best friend later. 

Santi then swung his steps opening the front car door.

"Who told you to sit in front?" snapped Raka.

Santi let out a long sigh and then slammed the door of the car firmly.

"Eh. You think this is your ancestors' car!" Raka's face flushed in anger....

In the car Santi just silently stared out the window.

Sorry I asked to introduce you to this stone head. There's nothing good at all. The handsome yes, but where there are girls who want to with his attitude like this. Try it, if he's like the man of Salsa, attention, what will be followed, handsome, tajir as well. Ooh, ... Glad for me. 

The ringing tone of the cell phone disperse Santi's daydream. He immediately shifted the green arrow when he saw the name of Salsa listed.

"Yes, hello," said Santi when his phone line was just connected.

"Where are you?" ask Salsa from the phone.

"Now, again on the road," replied Santi uninspired.

"oo. Yes it's fast yes, I wait at my in-laws' cafe" Salsa replied.

"I know your in-laws' cafe" said Santi.

"Tell me the same bang Raka, she knows it," replied Salsa.

Santi glanced at Raka from the rearview mirror that seemed to focus on driving.

"Lazy I'm talking to her" sis Santi.

Raka's eyes stared at her sharply from the word spy.

"Lhoo, why?" ask Salsa.

"I just want to go home Sa," said Santi immediately turned his gaze on the rearview mirror.

"Lho, is that San? Last night you were excited, now even ask to go home. I deliberately asked Mas to come here for you San, so that you and Bang Raka can get closer to each other." said Salsa.

"Where to get close! I kept snapping," said Santi complaining.

Slowly Raka's car pulled over.

"Well, Bang Raka was that rough?" salsa said she couldn't believe it.

"Yes, you're good, because you're a wifein-," Santi's words stopped because his cell phone was forcibly taken by Raka from his seat.

Raka disconnects the phone and throws her phone over the dashboard of the car. Then he turned his body back.

"You want to complain?" raka's eyes looked at him sharply.

"Like me!" santi's answer was no less fierce. There was no fear in his eyes.

"Eh, you don't expect me to like you. Cam is that!" Raka again turned her body forward holding the steering wheel of the car.

"Curtain! Who likes you, "Santi's eyes are staring at her.

"Good, and I hope you never ask to see me again." Raka then reached into her pants pocket, picking up her phone that rang. He immediately shifted the green button and brought it closer to the ear.

"Where are you now?" zidan's cold voice was heard from the phone line.

"It's still in the boss's way." replied Raka.

"Come here soon. At the cafe mama," said Zidan then the phone connection was cut off.

"Eh you're a female! Never say anything later to Salsa. Understand you!" Raka stared at him from the rearview mirror.

Santi turned his eyeballs, saw Raka's face from the rearview mirror then he opened the car door and passed away.

Damnit. 

Raka immediately got out of the car and chased after her.

"Woi, stop!" raka shouted to Santi who continued to walk quickly down the sidewalk.

What the hell do you want? So annoying! 

Raka then ran after Santi's steps that were far ahead.

"Eh, you!"

Raka holds Santi's hand as she manages to catch up with her move.

"Where are you going?" raka's eyes stared at her sharply.

"Deliver! Where I'm going it's none of your business!" fierce Santi tried to pull his hand away.

"You don't have to act. Get in my car now!" raka's voice was restrained because of embarrassment at the hearing of people passing by.

"No!" refute Santi quickly.

Raka circulated her gaze around then with a quick movement she swung Santi's body onto his shoulder. Santi's head is now facing down.

"Deliver! Take me off! What are you doing. " Santi continued to thrash while hitting Raka's back.

****

At cafe. Salsa looks restless because it has been an hour they wait there but Santi has not been seen. He sometimes stood up to lift his neck high behind the glass.

Zidan who was sitting just looked at him with a frown.

"Mas, call Raka again," his whining while shaking Zidan's arm.

"Don't think too much, baby, they're not kids anymore. Kan was also already the phone" Zidan tried to calm his wife who was restless.

"But how come they came long ago benget Mas. I don't feel good." Salsa called Santi's number again. However, since then, the number has been inactive.

"tu, the man came," Zidan tapered his lips to the door.

Salsa immediately got up from her sitting stepped closer to Santi.

"Old time is San?" Salsa grabbed Santi's hands.

Without Salsa seeing, Raka cast her horror gaze at Santi as if she was about to swallow him alive.

"So it jammed Sa," replied Santi, who immediately cut off his eye contact with Raka.

Salsa looked at Santi, her hair looked wrinkled, her face was depressed.

"What brother is Santi?!" Salsa gave a look of intimidation to Raka.

"Ti-no mistress, it really just stuck," replied Raka nervously.

"Awas only if brother lied," threatened her and brought Santi to sit...

Not much chat at the cafe, because after Salsa finished eating Zidan immediately invited her home.

"Abang, later Santi anterin go home, just be careful if not brother anterin." threatened Salsa.

"Well, madam," replied Raka flatly.

"San, I went back first, if bang Raka messes with you say yes. Let's tickle him until he begs for mercy---,"

"Get alone!"

Zidan pulled Salsa's hand out of the cafe. Salsa just grinned as she waved her hand at Santi....

Now, Raka and Santi are left alone. Santi was very awkward and afraid of the man standing next to him.

Raka sat back on the sofa while Santi stepped away from Raka who was sitting on the sofa.

"Where are you going?" Raka stood back up staring at her sharply.

"You go home," said Santi without seeing Raka who was standing behind him.

"oo. You want to go, you'll complain later, say I don't want to drive you, right?" raka Balas.

"No. I won't say that." said Santi who was still standing on his back.

"You think I'll believe."

"Whatever, you want to believe it or not, I don't care." Santi again swung his steps.

It sucks him. 

Raka rubbed her hair rough. Then ran after Santi's steps.

****

Her night. Salsa took her cell phone because she wanted to call Santi, she could not wait to hear the story of her best friend.

"Mas, I need to call Santi for a second." Salsa then stepped out of the room.

"Where are you going? Can't she here call?" ask Zidan.

"Yes, you can also call here. Only if here later Mas disturbingin. Lazy me." answered ketus.

"No, I promise this time I won't bother you."

"Yes, .." Salsa sat down next to Zidan, who was leaning on the bed. After that he looked for Santi's number and immediately contacted him.

"Where's San? Success?" salsa asked as her phone line began to connect.

"Hmm," Santi's voice sounded uninspired.

"Lho's? Why you Saint?" tease her.

"Well, I'm lazy to tell Sa." said Santi.

"What's wrong? tell me a story." urged Salsa.

"Udah is Salsa, I'm sleepy again, yes." lamented Santi and then disconnected his phone.

"San, wait a minute, San hello, hello," he said without saying any more.

Salsa tried to dial Santi's number back. However, the number is inactive.

"Why baby?" Zidan grabbed Salsa's shoulders.

"Santi Mas, this must be because of the Raka bang." whine complained.

Zidan chuckled because he knew the cold nature of his assistant.

"iii. I laugh at him." His snort was upset.

"That's it, don't think Raka is that way, looks rude. But, if your friend wants to be patient for a long time Raka must melt too." said Zidan.

"Mas, call that Raka bang, make her apologize with Santi, Poor Santi Mas." whine.

Zidan took a long breath. It was impossible for him to interfere with the personal problems of his assistant.

"Mas, let's call Raka's bang." Salsa continued to whine asking Zidan to call his assistant.

"Hm. All right." reply Zidan.

*****

In the morning, Raka's car was in front of Santi's house. Of course it was on Zidan's orders. In the morning he was there.

After Raka knocked on the door, not long ago the door was opened by a middle-aged woman.

"Who to find? " tanya Wati is not friendly. Yes, that woman is Santi's mother.

"I am Raka aunty. May I meet Santi." said Raka politely.

"O. So it turns out you made my son cry all night." snapped Wati pointed at Raka with her hands.

"You know! Because you're my son from last night didn't eat." His imbuh.

Raka stepped back because Wati increasingly stepped forward to attack him with words that he could not digest well.

"What the hell is Ma? It's been a storm early." Edi came out of the house. Yes, the middle-aged man with big muscles in his arms is Papa Santi.

"This is Pa, the one who made our son last night cry" Wati said, turning to her husband.

"Oo, so you made our daughter cry all night" Edi rolled up the sleeves of her t-shirt, which had no arms.

"I don't understand, what do aunt and om mean?" Raka stepped back as Edi walked closer and closer to her.

"Udah Pa, just beat him Pa," said Wati gave encouragement to her husband.

Edi immediately attacked Raka by draping his big hand to Raka's neck. Wati did not stay silent he took the floor broom and hit his stalk on Raka.......

"Aw, ouch!"

"Aw, ouch!"

What the hell is it? 

Santi stepped out from hearing the noise

"Astenghah! Ma, Pa," Santi stepped closer to Edi and Wati who were beating someone.

"Why did you come here?" santi grunts when she finds out that her parents beat her is Raka.

Raka's face was already flushed because her neck was on a strong necklace by Edi.

"Tell this old man of yours, to let me go" ringis Raka.

"Fight, you're not great" said Santi, who was on his back.

"You sure? Just be careful if you offend me again. If anything happens to your parents."

******

Hoek!

Hoek!

Hoek!

In front of the sink Zidan stood spewing out the contents inside his stomach. Salsa massaged her nape slowly. After he finished vomiting all of it. Zidan was silent for a moment. Then turn her body facing Salsa who is standing behind her.

"Mas looks very pale, I called doctor Erwin ya." said Salsa while stroking Zidan's face.

"Don't love, it's okay." Zidan held Salsa's hand which held her face.

"But Mas's face was very pale," Salsa looked worriedly fixed on her husband's face.

"Mas is fine baby, don't worry too much." chuckle Zidan then stepped gontai out of the bathroom.

"Where can I calm down, Mom. Mas was vomiting from earlier to make the body weak gini." Salsa put Zidan's hand on his shoulder, one holding Zidan's waist....

Tok

Tok

Tok

"Mas, I open the door first huh," Salsa immediately stood up from the bed after getting a nod of the head from Zidan.

"Mama," she said, seeing Mary standing at the door.

"Why haven't you guys left your room yet? Did you tell Marni to bring breakfast in?" mary said with a meaningful smile.

"No need to Ma. Soon we came out," said Salsa with cheeks blushing because she knew the meaning of Mary's smile.

"Yes, Mama wait at the dinner table." said Maria passed away.

After closing the door Salsa again stepped closer to Zidan.

"Who?" ask Zidan.

"Mama makes breakfast" said Salsa, sitting on the edge of the bed.

"Yes, go!

"How much do you want?"

"Mas in the room alone, Mas' stomach tastes bad, afraid Mas vomit again" said Zidan forced a smile.

Salsa silently stared fixedly at the face of her husband who looked pale.

"It's gone, it's okay, baby." Zidan stroked Salsa's face with a smile.

"Didn't pa-pa Mas live alone?" Salsa hesitated to leave.

"Later Mas kangen, "salsa seductress who actually did not want to die her husband was alone in the room.

Actually I don't want to be away from you, too, baby. 

inward Zidan looked at the face of his wife who had not yet left.

"Yes, I'm out first. What do I want to bring you for breakfast?"

Zidan seemed to think for a moment.

"It feels like Mas wants to eat a sweet orange. " replied Zidan, as he really wanted it.

"Don't, iiiiih! I haven't had any breakfast yet, it could be that my stomach hurts more later."

"But Mas wants to eat the orange dear," Zidan's face looks clear.

"But Mas, have another breakfast first, before eating oranges," said Salsa then stepped away to the dining room......

"Who, where's your husband dear? How are you alone." asked Maria when she saw Salsa walking alone. Not as usual, it's always stuck.

Salsa pulled the chair she used to sit on, then slammed her butt in there.

"Ma's habit, Mas's nausea relapses again" Salsa replied as is.

Maria smiled knotfully.

"Lucky you baby, your husband must love you very much" said Maria.

"Yes, Ma." Salsa smiled meaningfully.

"Dear, what about your education? Do you go to college, or do you continue after giving birth?" ask Maria.

"That's Ma, I'm also confused, Now my stomach is getting bigger, too" Salsa replied.

"Yes, that's how good it is, baby, for mama, the most important thing is that you and your baby are healthy" said Maria.

***

"By! slowly," Raka grimaced as Santi treated the bruises on his face due to his wrestle with Edi. of course Raka was defeated because Edi was a former martial champion.

"You don't have to be fussy, you're still lucky to be forgiven equally, '" Santi snorted.

Some witless eyes Raka did not blink looking at Santi. He looked at that face so closely. Motherly face behind her tomboyish style.

"Aawws!" Santi pressed his wounds strongly, knowing he was being noticed.

"I just don't want to, against older people alone, if I don't finish beating your parents." I said Raka reasoned.

"Yes ea is , lose yes lose. " Santi rolled her eyes like she was humbling.

"Udah done! There go!" ketus Santi threw him out.

"You're kicking me out?" snapped Raka with her eyes that were bulging.

"Ehem," Deheman Edi's voice from the living room made Raka turn down her voice.

Santi smiled as if mocking him.

"Have gone there! before you get beat up by my father again." said Santi then stood up from his seat.

"Wait!" Raka held his hand.

"What else?" ketus Santi without looking at him.

"I'm sorry," she looked up at Santi.

"That's it, go there." replied Santi who was reluctant to look at his face.

"But you're gonna forgive me."

"What's? Try again!" pinta Santi because she had been so excited she heard Raka call her you.

"I'm going to leave already" Raka said as if she had been misbehaved.

You freak! 

inner Santi.

****

In other countries, a woman is lying in a hospital bed, part of her face in a bandage because only a few weeks have completed facial surgery. Yes, it is Niken. After selling his papa's luxury home. He decided to do facial surgery so that he could not be recognized again. Of course, he knows very well the consequences of his mistakes that once harmed Zidan. Especially when he got the news that Samuel and Togar had been found by Raka. It must have been very life threatening.

Wait for me Zi, I'll get you back. 

***

Cantor. Raka's mind is currently being kept in shadow by Santi's face.

Argggh, why does that damned girl's face always hang in my head. Don't-don't I've been in her pellets?  Damnit damnit! Why do I miss him. 

Raka rubbed her rough face. Finally he was no longer able to resist his longing for Santi. He closed his leptop and immediately stepped out of his study.

In the car Raka thought hard looking for the right reason, so as not to impress egeh-egeh once with her.

What do I have to answer later? If he asks. There's no way I'm saying I miss. Ahh, fuck. Could have big heads on him. Did I just sell you the name Nyona Salsa? Well that's the only way. 

Raka's car continues to drive towards Santi's house. After a fifteen minute journey. The car was parked in Santi's yard.

"Good day om" said Raka to Edi who was bathing his bird.

"Hmmm... Why else would you come here? " ask Edi unfriendly.

"I have a need with Santi for a moment om." replied Raka timidly.

"Not at home. There is a need what I will say. "response Edi who continues to bathe his birds.

"If you may know, where did Santi go?" tanya Raka sounded more polite.

"Go away! Don't ask too many questions. Boys are so chatty." snorted Edi was annoyed.

"Pa, Pa, Santi's back from the stall yet?" yelled Wati from inside the house.

"Not yet" replied Edi staring intently at Raka.

Raka was horrified when she met the gaze of Edi who drew the heart. How not, the punch on his face alone he could still feel the pain until now.

How can I take this old man's heart. 

batin Raka's.

"Om like birds too yes, in my house there are also many om birds," Raka tried to mince words. Actually, even a bird does not have.

Edi looked at her.

"really?" Edi's face shone brightly walking towards Raka.

"Let's sit down," Edi embraces Raka's shoulder bringing her home.

"Ma! make me two coffees, "he yells into the house.

Not long ago Santi came carrying a bag of black crackle that I don't know what the contents are. He sees Raka who looks familiar chatting with Edi.

Why else would he be here? 

batin Santi stared at his cynical.

Santi gushed into the house looking for Wati.

"Ma, what else is this guy doing here?" santi asked as if she didn't like it.

"Mama also did not know, earlier mama heard he came nyariin you," replied Wati.

"From me? Why would she find me ma?" ask Santi.

"Yes, why mama, ask the same people." reply Wati who looks busy with her cooking.

"San, Santi. ....." Shouted Edi from outside.

"Yesaa, ... " Santi walked out.

"Yes, what's the matter Pa?" santi asked at the door.

"This, son Raka said he wanted to talk to you, there is something important he said." said Edi.

"Take Pa home, Santi is lazy to meet him," Santi snorted away.

"Santi, ...... Here first, son," call Edi.

"What else is pa? Santi is busy trying to help mama cook. "said Santi gave an excuse.

"It can't be so, son, the guest must be respected" said Edi.

Santi glanced at Raka who was grinning at him.

"What's wrong?" ask her ketus.

"Santi, .... must not speak so to an older person, you forget what Papa often says, " between Edi.

"Yes, pa,"

"What's wrong? santi asked softly.

"Om, may I take Santi out for a while," Raka pinta.

"By, ..... Can, ..... Please." said Edi who made Santi's eyes pattern. Her clauses her parents were her usual never to allow her son to go out with another man. But why has Papa changed now?

In fact, there used to be a male friend who delivered her to the house, after that no longer dare to come to his house. I don't know what Edi told him.

*****

"According to which mas I better go to college this year, or the year tomorrow. Yes about her I'm pregnant. My stomach is also big, "asked Salsa asking for an opinion.

"If according to Mas, yes mending you first focus on your pregnancy dear. I don't want your mind to be overburdened with college assignments. But that's my hand to you, Mas will support what is your choice" said Zidan.

"Thank you, Mommy" he said.

"Where is Mas? sweet not the orange?" salsa asked who was feeding the orange into Zidan's mouth.

"If you are the one who feeds, it will always be sweet dear." replied Zidan, making the heart of Salsa more flowery.

*****

"The place is still far away? " ask Santi. Yes, Raka had said that he was told by Salsa to take him to Salsa.

"Tu in front, " replied Raka.

The car is now parked in front of a cafe.

Raka gets out of the car and opens the back door for Santi. The real raka had already opened the front door, but Santi even entered the back door. Yeah, maybe Raka's words back then were still remembered by her.

They are now in the cafe. Santi circulated his gaze looking for the figure of Salsa but did not find her.

"Where's Salsa?" ask her.

"Maybe it hasn't come yet. How about we sit there first while waiting for him" said Raka while pointing at an empty table overlooking the highway.

Santi according, he followed Raka's footsteps who stepped in front of him.

Raka then pulled a chair and let Santi sit there. Since then Santi Salalu's brain wondered. What is it with this stone-headed man?

A waiter came to give them a menu book. Yeah, it looks like a date, because they're sitting at a table where there's only two chairs and a little table in the middle.

"What did you order San?" asked Raka who made Santi's eyebrows linked to her.

What happened to this stone head? Why did his attitude suddenly change? Is it not because Salsa asked him to act like this to me? 

His inner.

"San, what did you order?" ask Raka a second time.

"Hm. Whatever." answered Santi.

Raka also ordered four servings of food and drinks are the same as her. Two portions he asked for in the wrap.

"Where's Salsa? I haven't come yet." asked Santi.

"You-maybe they'll be here soon" answered Raka nervously.

Santi's forehead was increasingly wrinkled to see Raka's increasingly strange behavior.

Not long after their order arrived.

Santi immediately eat seafood that looks appetizing it. And indeed the taste is very pampering tongue.

The food is over, however, Salsa is not yet visible. He wants to call Salsa. But, her phone was left at home.

"Where's Salsa? Why haven't you come yet?" santi asked.

"Or maybe he didn't come. It's normal that she's pregnant again," Raka's pretext gave an excuse.

"Yes, then let's go home. It's not good that I will be angry with Papa if I go home tonight." said Santi.

After paying at the cashier they stepped out to the car. Until Raka's car again opened the front door for Santi because the back door was locked Santi was forced to enter as well.

There was no chatter on their way. Raka could only steal a glance.

"Eh, you have come home." said Edi who immediately rose from his seat, welcoming Raka and Santi who had just arrived.

"Yes, I said it was just a moment" Raka replied and kissed the back of Edi's hand.

"This, I deliberately bring om and aunty. Hopefully, om and aunty like," said Raka handed over the food that was deliberately wrapped earlier.

Santi immediately entered the house, leaving Edi and Raka who increasingly look familiar.

"Then, excuse me, om. which aunt?"

"Your aunt is inside." replied Edi.

"O, . ... Yes already, then just say hello to aunt, yes om," said Raka again kissed the back of Edi's hand before stepping away.....

Santi picked up his cell phone and called Salsa immediately. He was very curious about the change in Raka's attitude towards her.

"Halo Sa," said Santi when his phone connection was connected.

"Yes, San. What's up?'" salsa asked from her phone.

"Sa, you met at the Sympathetic Cafe, right?" santi said, asking as well.

"No, I've been home all day with my husband." replied Salsa.

"Aren't you telling the stone-head to pick me up at the sympathetic cafe?" ask Santi.

"No saint, I've been in my husband's guard house all day" Salsa denied.

"Law. It must be the head of the stone deliberately pranking me." Santi snorted annoyedly.

"You why San? The stone head, the stone head, who is it?" ask Salsa.

"Who else? If not your brother" said Santi.

"Burkey? Wh who? " ask Salsa.

"Yes, your good-looking brother is." replied Santi.

"Who?" ask Salsa who does not know who Santi means.

"That's your Raka!" ketus Santi's.

"Ooo. He's sorry for you, isn't he?" ask Salsa.

"I thought you must have told her to come here." Santi snorted.

"It's not me, if I'm where she wants to be. But my husband told her to." Salsa replied.

"No need to tell him to come here again, I'm lazy to see him," said Santi.

"Yes," replied Salsa.

*****

At midnight, Zidan's stomach was very hungry. He looked at the face of his wife who was asleep.

Zidan was holding his stomach that was getting hungry, even the worms in his stomach had shouted for the master to immediately put food into his stomach. Because all day there was no other food that entered his stomach except oranges.

Slowly he got out of bed. Stepping into the kitchen. In the kitchen he opened the fridge and picked up a green apple and sat down on the chair.

Inside Salsa's room squirming, her hands palpate the side of the bed. Suddenly he opened his eyes because he did not feel the presence of Zidan beside him.

"Brazil, ..... Mas, ........ Mas, ..... "

There is no lawfulness. Salsa got up from the bed, calling Zidan. But there is no lawfulness. Salsa then stepped into the bathroom. However, there he also did not find Zidan.

Slowly he walked out of the room. Looking for Zidan to the main room, Zidan's hinya is also not found there.

Anxiety started haunting his brain. Article, never before did Zidan do anything like that.

He knocked on Mary's room crying. Mary soon opened the door.

"What's the matter, baby?" mary asked, rubbing the top of her head.

"Mas Zidan Ma" he said, sobbing.

"Why your husband, baby?" ask Maria.

"Mas Zidan is missing Ma," his cries grow louder. Until it sounds out. Jefri and a few other guards came inside.

"What's the matter, madam?" ask Jefrey worried.

"Jeff, did you see Zidan coming out?" ask Maria.

"There is no mistress" replied Jefri who did not see Zidan out.

Salsa's cries were breaking. Until it sounded in the ears of Zidan who was filling the stomach in the kitchen.

Zidan then ran out to his wife's crying voice.

"That's sir". said Jefri.

Zidan continued walking towards Salsa who was still sobbing and hugged her.

"I'm sorry, I was hungry, honey,"

"Winning Zi. If you go it says, don't just say it, pity your wife." Oceh Maria.

Jefri and the guards came back out. While Salsa still continues to sob in the chest of Zidan field.

Without letting go of his embrace Zidan walked slowly into the room.

*****

Early in the morning before leaving for the office, Raka's car was parked in Santi's yard. Armed with breakfast to persuade Edi and Wati. Raka stepped confidently knocking on Santi's door.

"Eh, Nak Raka, what's going on so early in the morning?" tanya Wati who was still standing in front of the door.

"I-This is my aunt coming here for breakfast aunty." replied Raka.

"Duh, how do you son, Auntie has not made breakfast yet" said Wati.

"It's okay my aunt there brought breakfast really." said Raka then handed breakfast in her hand to Wati.

"O, yes, please come in first, let the aunt call her father Santi." Wati received the bag containing breakfast and opened the door wide.

"Thank you aunt." said Raka, inwardly cheering.

Raka went inside and sat in the living room While Wati went back and called out to the back who was practicing martial arts.

Not long after, Edi was in the living room.

"Eh, Nak Raka. When did you bring me to see those rare birds in your house? " ask Edi sounded excited.

Raka stuck, because in fact he is not a fan of birds.. Even in his apartment there is no keeping a seokor bird.

"I-iya om, later if there is a definite time I bring om. " replied Raka.

"San, San Santi!" call Wati wake her daughter.