Om the CEO is Galak That's My Husband
Married plans.

After Salsabila's birth mother's house, Raka returned to the office. His brain was thinking, how can I free Salsa?

"Did I just tell the boss about this? Maybe the boss has a solution. Arrrrrg! it's all my fault, for beating that bastard Herman, even Miss Salsa who got into trouble." Raka murmured.

After thinking, Raka finally decided to tell this matter to Zidan. He called the owner of the Ziro Company.

"Hello boss," said Raka after her phone connection.

"Yes, what's wrong Raka? Is there a problem there? say it fast!!! I don't have much time" Zidan replied fiercely.

"Yes Boss, I want to tell you about Miss Salsa Boss," said Raka nervously.

"Why? Is there a problem with her? Tell me quickly, don't get along with me, '" Zidan replied.

Raka let out a big sigh before saying her.

"Halo Raka, why are you quiet? Can you hear me? Hello Raka, do you hear me?" reset Zidan.

"Miss is now at the boss' police station,"

"What did you say Raka? Are you saying that the girl was arrested by the police? What has he done? Say quick!" zidan's voice sounded fiercer than before, so Raka had to keep her phone away from her ears.

"Miss does nothing boss, it's just a misunderstanding. When Miss Herman brought me, I taught Herman a little lesson. But his wife made a report to the police, if Miss Salsa told people to beat up Herman, so that she was arrested by the police, on charges of torture. I don't know what Herman said to his wife, to make her have the heart to report her own daughter" Raka explained.

"Where is the girl now?" the voice was so jarring in Raka's ears.

"Miss is still in police custody Boss. earlier I have offered money to the police, but they refused it," replied Raka as it is.

"You hired a great lawyer, free the girl right now" zidan said across the phone.

"I'm sorry Boss, I did that too, but to be free, miss must wait until the trial is over" said Raka.

"You do something" Zidan snapped, his voice growing louder.

"I'm sorry once again Boss, the policeman said, there are only two ways for the lady to be released" Raka replied,

"Whatis that? Say quick!!! Don't you ramble with me,"

"I'm sorry boss, the first way to ask Herman's wife to retract her report, or the second way, there must be a miss family party who guarantees." said Raka quickly.

"Then? Why are you still asking me, do all that now, give them the money to get him to drop his charges" Zidan replied.

"Sorry boss, that's what I've done, but his wife refused" Raka said.

"You do the second way, you can, you can tell the cop, if you're his family,"

"I'm sorry, boss, I did too, but the police asked for evidence, documents stating that I was really part of the miss family" Raka said.

"Stop saying sorry Raka jerk.... You're just making my blood go up" Zidan snapped.

"Now you find the girl's family, ask them to vouch for her" Zidan said.

"Miss only has the boss' mother, Herman's wife," Raka replies.

"Argggg.

"I'm sorry boss," Raka regretted.

"Stop you, say that word, Raka fucking!!!"  zidan snapped very hard.

Raka was silent. The atmosphere was quiet, because Zidan was there too.

Raka was afraid to make a sound, whereas zidan was probably thinking about something.

"Now you're preparing for my marriage with him" Zidan's voice rang out again.

"Ma-maksud bos apa?" tanya Raka hati-hati tak ingin lagi mendengar amukan si Bos.

"Are you deaf Raka?" dengus Zidan's.

"I'm sorry boss. Who's the wedding boss mean?" ask Raka again.

"You're an idiot, Raka, you didn't say there were only two ways to free the girl" Zidan said.

"But what does this have to do with Miss Salsa's problem with the boss getting married?"  ask Raka who does not understand at all.

"But you won't make it, you better do what I tell you to do" Zidan grunted.

"I'm sorry boss, whose boss wants to marry who?" again the question of Raka makes Zidan more and more black.

"With the girl."

Tuuuu....

the phone call ended.

"Freak basis." raka.

atapi wait a minute..... Boss said you were gonna marry that girl? Huh.....Does the boss want to marry the lady? Meaning boss, after he married he was already part of the miss family. Hmmmmm... Understand, understand, I understand now." muttered Raka.

"Had I guessed from the beginning, the Boss must have wanted the girl, maybe now this opportunity is good for her, to marry the girl, Boss, Boss... I didn't think it was the taste of the cebe-cabeam," Raka continued muttering to herself.

In the Missions Zidan. looked a red sedan car, about to enter the mension.

Tin...

Tin...

Tin...

The sound of the horn never stopped, but the door did not open.

"Sorry Miss Niken, sir forbid us to open this door for miss?" said the security guard who was beside Niken's car.

"What did you say, Zidan barred me from entering?" ask Niken not to believe it.

"Miss, sir forbid the lady to enter" replied the security guard.

Niken then picks up his cell phone, calls Zidan. First call, incoming but unanswered, second call the same, third call the same.

"Is Zidan inside?" niken asked the security guard who was still standing next to him.

"No lady" replied the security guard.

"It looks like you deliberately avoided me honey, let's see" muttered Niken

Meanwhile in Germany.

Zidan went to see Antonio at his company.

"Welcome sir, how are you?" warm greeting Antonio.

"All is well, now tell me what happened" Zidan replied coldly.

"The investors, many who want to pull the shares back, because of the gap of the company, which some time this happened sir" said Antonio explained the problems that are happening in his company.

"You set a meeting schedule with existing investors" said Zidan.

"Okay, sir, it's 1 hour away, we'll have a meeting with the investors" Antonio replied.

"Good, now give me all the reports of all the last 1 month's revisions, I myself will lead the meeting," Zidan replied.

"But sir, you shouldn't rest first, you must be tired, you've been on a long journey."

"Do what I ask, I don't have much time here. Soon I will return to Indonesia." said Zidan firmly.

"Well my master will do everything." replied Antonio as he stepped his feet leaving the zidan.

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"How are you, miss?" sapa Raka, when Salsa was just throwing sat in front of him.

"Abang.... When's Salsa getting out of here?" he whined with his face down.

"Salsa doesn't know anything, why Salsa was arrested" he said.

"I'm sorry, miss,"

"One more time, I'm sorry miss," said Raka, unable to see the sad face of the girl in front of him.

Salsa was still staring at Raka, right Raka, just bowed silently.

"Salsa Hungry Bang," he said, breaking the silence.

Raka again straightened his head which had just looked down.

Raka saw the girl in front of him rubbing his stomach.

"What would you eat?" asked Raka to pull out the phone in her pants pocket, preparing to call someone from her phone.

"Nasi padang, put on rendang, his gravy in manyin, but his rendang meat not one, trus what else yes, oo...Yes, wrap it using banana leaves, do not use paper," his long cerocos made Raka frown.

"Here, miss tell Jefri myself, I don't remember anything she wanted" said Raka, giving Jefri a cell phone.

Salsa took the phone from Raka while smiling.

"Hallo's brother Jefri is handsome, and kind. Please buy Salsa rice padang yes, side dish love rendang cow, continue...... Her gravy in manyin, her wrap using banana leaves, do not use Salsa paper do not like, remember that yes. Hmmmm..oh yes the meat love double yes," jelorohnya on the phone.

"Well miss," replied Jefri on the phone.

After that Salsa gave the phone to Raka.

"Abang, Salsa's cell phone stayed in class, now it may have been lost," he said after returning Raka's phone.

"Bag, and the lady's cell phone is brought by a friend of the lady's," Raka replied.

"Who?" ask Salsa.

Raka then calls Salsa's cell phone number, which Santi carries, and gives it to Salsa after connecting.

"This is miss, talk," Raka said giving her cell phone.

"Who is this?" salsa asked who she didn't know who she was talking to.

"It's me santi Sa" replied Santi on the phone.

"O.... Thank goodness my bag you brought San," said Salsa.

"Ehhh, you forgot I'm your standby best friend. Oo yes yesterday I saw you brought by the police, where were you taken? Where are you now, Sa?" ask Santi.

"The story is long, I'll tell you, yes, by," Salsa then disconnected her phone. He returned Raka's phone after disconnecting his phone.

Raka took a deep breath before conveying the intent of his arrival.

"Miss, tomorrow the Boss will come here, the Boss will take out the miss, but-" Raka did not continue her remarks.

"But what's the bang?" salsa asked curiously.

Again, Raka let out a big breath.

"Abang," call Salsa fiber will ask.

"Alright, before I want to explain to the lady so that the lady can be free from here, the police provide 2 solutions. The first solution must be the family of the lady who wants to guarantee. Does Miss have a family that can guarantee? ask Raka.

"No, the salsa family is only Mom, only the mother that Salsa has," she replied, with teary eyes.

"And the second way, the police asked the families of the victims to retract their reports. That's what I did, talking to Miss, but Miss refused" said Raka.

Salsa lowered her head, the corner of her net was now giving off water.

"Maybe Salsa will be here during her," she wrote.

"No Miss. Boss Zidan will be the miss family" Raka said.

Salsa raised her face, looking at Raka questioningly.

"Bos Zidan will marry miss buok, prepare yourself miss," said Raka.

Both of Salsa's eyeballs are perfectly patterned, his body sculpted with a slightly gaping mouth.

"Miss. Miss, are you okay, miss?" asked Raka, standing patting Salsa's shoulder softly.

"Uhukis... Uhuk.. Uhuk.."  Salsa grabbed the bottle of drink that Raka gave her to her hand.

"Are you okay, miss?" asked Raka while rubbing Salsa's back.

Salsa regulates the breath, re-gathering oxygen that feels lost in his lungs.

"What did you say?" he asked, as if he had forgotten what Raka said earlier.

"That's the only way, miss," said Raka, who was sitting in her place.

"But Salsa was afraid," she wrote.

"What are you afraid of?" ask Raka.

"Salsa doesn't know bang, Salsa is scared..... Salsa is also still in school, after all" he said.

"All that you can talk to the boss about, I don't think the Boss will ban the lady from school,"

"But..... Is there no other way? Salsa was really scared, and not ready yet" she wrote.

"I just say miss, it's back to miss, there is still time until tomorrow, miss can think about it first" explained Raka.

"Trust me, miss, the Boss is not what you think, he cares about you a lot, look, what the Boss has been giving to you all this time. For the miss, the Boss never brought a woman to his mension. What else invites to stay, except the women who often look for the Boss to the mension," said Raka at length.

"Does Om have a lover, or is he close to another woman?" ask Salsa.

"No miss" answered Raka.

"But the Boss used to tell me that he was looking for a little girl who he met 16 years ago when the Boss was 12 years old. He left home because of his disappointment, towards the divorce of both parents, he died at home with a very disappointed feeling. At that time the Boss had an accident, and he was saved by a family that he did not know.it was only his past." said Raka.

"This is the rice field miss, sorry I was slow to bring it, because not all restaurants that provide the request of the lady," said Jefri who had just arrived.

"Thank you brother Jefri, Brother is the best" said Salsa, a sweet smile on his face.

Raka rolled her eyes lazily.

"Huf, you see," his swearing that Salsa could hear.

"What did you say?" salsa asked with emphasis.

"No miss, I don't have anything to say" Raka said.

"Salsa hear what you said!"

"Yes, I heard Mr. Raka say something, too" Jefri said.

"Oo. watch out you jefri," Raka's mind, stared intently at Jefri.

Jefri who was afraid of the look in Raka's eyes chose to go out.

"Huh, didn't you, Brother Jefri also heard Abang talking about Salsa earlier?"his gerrick.

"Had left already, Salsa was hungry to eat," she said, then stepped away leaving Raka alone.