Om the CEO is Galak That's My Husband
Not confidently

Zidan was in the office until the afternoon. During the day he told Salsa to wait for her in the study room, until she finished the meeting.

Salsa obeyed. After lunch, which Jefri bought. He returned to playing mobile phones, watching videos and surfing social media. He had also tried repeatedly to call Santi but his friend's phone was still inactive.

Salsa's eyes were a few jokes did not blink when he saw the photo posted by his best friend. Looking from his place Salsa can guess if the photo was taken at a fast food restaurant. Because in the photo Santi also took pictures of his food menu. Salsa noticed all the photos Santi posted on his social media account with the caption 'Lunch the same Ayang'. 

Fuck up! child lebai. 

muttered Salsa while smiling to see the photos posted by Santi earlier.

Salsa frowned when she saw one photo. Where Santi was smiling broadly against the back of a man in a suit.

Who is that guy? Is that guy? 

murmured while holding his chin. It looks like I'm thinking hard.

Curious, Salsa finally calls Santi. Sure enough, the number is active.

"Where else are you, San? Why is your phone suddenly off? " ask Salsa railed her with questions when the phone line was connected.

"He he he, I-it was because, 'cause-------, '" Santi replied stammeringly.

"What color is Saint! Who is the photo of the guy you posted? " sela was impatient.

"Sorry Sa. later you will also know how, "said Santi who was reluctant to answer her.

"That's you yeah. It's about having a guy, playing with the same secrets I have now, yes "grunts Salsa.

"Ufc. You fuck Sa, not a secret play, hmm, just a guy I'm not ready to go public, "santi lirih reasoned.

"Hm. Yes already. But, Do not forget the PJ yes, "said Salsa resigned.

"PJ, what? " ask Santi who doesn't understand.

"Tax, "answered Salsa while chuckling.

"Ufh, yes Sa, I want to continue first, yes, " said Santi and disconnected his phone.

Salsa again opened the social media application earlier, wanted to see the photo posted by Santi earlier. However, the post is gone.

Why did Santi remove it? 

muttered.

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Her night.

After dinner, Maria invites Zidan, Salsa and Rita to sit on the sofa of the main room to chat with each other, chatting lightly to talk about the wedding of Salsa and Zidan who only stay a few days longer.

Maria also suggested that Zidan and Salsa reduce their activities outside the home, keeping things from happening that they did not want to do later.

After the small talk, Zidan and Salsa entered the room as well as Rita and Maria.

"Why you, baby? " tanya Zidan saw the look on his wife's face that bent, it was captured by Zidan since they were still chatting in the middle room earlier.

"Mas. at the party later, about his guests rame ngga? " salsa asked with her innocent face, bringing out what had been on her mind since in the main room earlier.

Zidan slightly chuckled at his wife's question. Making Salsa's face turn sullen with pursed lips staring straight down. Zidan then lifted his wife's chin, rubbing her cheek gently with her thumb.

"Don't think too much dear, you're Mas's wife, part of the Alvero family. Never bow your face in front of others, " said Zidan staring fixedly at the two Salsa netra.

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The decoration carries the theme of enchanted forest which is inspired by fairy tales. As per Salsa selection. Impressed very luxurious and elegant, the ceiling of the tent is filled with white butterfly decoration hung with strands of pearls and star-like lights in the night sky.

There are also clear crystals with wax ornaments that add to the classic feel of a fairyland. The whole floor is covered in white carpet. Not to forget, the guest table is also coated in white cloth with a white bouquet flower decoration in the middle of the table.

All of the guests were mostly Maria's business colleagues and Zidan staff and employees as well as Salsa school friends who were invited by posting on a social media app. Yes, that's because Salsa doesn't know the homes of her schoolmates or their cell phone numbers.

Maria was very happy, because what she dreamed of came true. Make a fancy wedding for his one-on-one son. Another purpose Maria held a reception, all to introduce her son and daughter-in-law to her business colleagues.

In the guest room, Salsa sat in front of the dresser. Using a pastel blue wedding dress decorated with wrinkles and equipped with a wedding veil, already like a princess in the country of disney.

"Well! You're so beautiful, Sa, "praise Santi staring in awe from the reflection of the mirror.

For a moment Salsa was silent, looking at her friend from the mirror.

"I'm nervous to know San, outside must be a lot of people right? " response Salsa is not confident.

"Yes, Sa. His name is also a party, yes rame people. If you want to be lonely in the cemetery there, after all you must be grateful to be able to get a party like this. I'm just jealous of you Sa, " said Santi.

Salsa only smiled faintly in response to his friend's remark. Actually what Santi said was true, his wedding party was so luxurious, even he himself never imagined that the party would be this luxurious. However, that's her who is so shy, especially if appearing in public is the center of attention.

"Sa, are you inviting our schoolmates? Uh, I mean alumni of our school. " added Santi asked.

"I just posted a photo of the invitation on San social media, do not know, anyone saw or did not" replied Salsa.

"If you were alone when was San? " Salsa looked at Santi from the reflection of the mirror.

"When what? "

"Well, marry me! you have a guy. But I was wondering, who is your guy? Do I know her?"

"He he he, there is a deh, the time is sure you know too, for now still a secret first, "santi replied with a cry.

"Mu Santo style has been like dating the same artist, use all secrets, "salsa said with a smile.

Chequelek

The door of the room opened, in front of the door was seen Zidan standing in a dress wrapped in princely clothing from a fairy tale country.

Some time Zidan's eyes did not blink to see Salsa who had just finished in the make-up polish by two MUA people who were still in the room.

"Is it done? " ask Zidan who is impatient.

"Already sir, " replied one of the MUA.

Slowly Zidan swung a step into the room, his eyes could not be separated looking at Salsa who was still sitting in front of the dressing table.

"You ready? Honey, "ask Zidan with a quivering voice.

Salsa nodded slowly looking at Zidan from the reflection of the mirror. The two MUA people smiled broadly at Zidan who seemed to like the results of his work.

Zidan then stretched out one hand, Salsa stood up and welcomed the hand.

"You're so pretty baby, " whispered Zidan right in her earlobe. Making Salsa's face bow down in shame.

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