Om the CEO is Galak That's My Husband
Things open the car door

Raka and Salsa are now on their way back to the Mension. They were in one car at Zidan's command and their car drove first.

Salsa, who had just breathed the air of freedom, after two days of spending the night at the police station, was visibly uninspired. He was still thinking about Raka's words yesterday. About his marriage to Zidan.

"Is the lady okay?" asked Raka who was staring at Salsa from her rearview mirror.

"Entah Bang," she was not excited, staring at the view from behind the glass of the car.

"Is she happy now?" ask Raka again.

"Salsa doesn't know what bang," she replied without taking her eyes off.

"Boss said, if the lady is not married to her, the lady will be brought back to the police station," said Raka casually, the two netra still pay attention to Salsa from the rearview mirror.

Salsa flinched, her heart was beating very fast.

'Ooh... I guess I have no other choice. Must be married to that grumpy om. O Allah. Let's hope this is your choice." her inner.

"Is the lady okay?" tanya Raka saw the change in the face of the teenage girl.

"This thing doesn't have any other words?  Besides saying the word. Are you okay? is miss okay? Noisy tau." grunts.

Raka chuckled at the face of the girl sitting in the back cabin.

"So, do you want to marry the boss?" ask Raka again.

"Yes" he replied excitedly.

"really? Miss wants to marry the Boss." asked Raka in disbelief, her eyes still paying attention to the rearview mirror.

Salsa nodded weakly.

"Finally.." woe to Raka.

"What's last?" ask Salsa.

"No miss, no end," replied Raka smiling with satisfaction.

"Sorry.... Forced know! instead of Salsa sleeping in the police station, many mosquitoes, look at Salsa's hands until red and swollen so her," Salsa showed her red-red hands were bitten by naughty mosquitoes.

"But brother should also say the same Om that's yes. Salsa does not want to sleep in one room with him, Salsa wants to sleep in Salsa's own room, the Om told him to sleep in his own room as well," he added.

"Sorry my lady does not dare, it is better that the lady herself conveys it," Raka refused.

"This is hufg!" grunt her with clenched hands. It seemed like he was about to throw a punch at the straight man apologizing.

"Body is big but timid," his grunts that Raka can hear sayup-sayup.

Raka was indifferent, her mind was now calm, because the task of Zidan persuaded Salsa to want to get married was finished.

"But Salsa is sad, bang" he said.

"Why miss?" asked Raka who did see Salsa's sad face from the rearview mirror.

"Salsa kangen Father Bang, Salsa kangen Mother, hiks..," her voice that has no power to resist crying. Covering the face with both palms.

Raka hanya bisa diam, menatap gadis yang sudah menangis di belakang nya. Dirinya tidak tahu bagai mana cara membujuk nya. Meski hati nya juga terasa perih, saat mendengar suara setiap isak tangis gadis itu.

Raka then pulled over her car in front of a mini market.

"Wait a minute, miss," said Raka, then he got out of the car, walked into the mini market.

Raka membeli 2 batang coklat, dan satu botol air mineral, setelah itu ia kembali masuk ke dalam mobil.

"This is for miss" Raka handed over the two chocolate bars and the mineral water she had bought to Salsa.

Salsa quickly picked it up, unscrewed the bottle, then gulped half the water inside it in one gulp. one chocolate bar that he had opened was now moved into his stomach.

"Is miss hungry? her question, looking at Salsa from the rearview mirror.

Salsa nodded slowly.

"Do you want me to buy you something?" asked Raka again who answered a nod from Salsa.

Raka went back into the mini market, bought a loaf of bread big enough for her little lady.

Raka's car has now driven back to the Mession, which is not far away.

"We'll be there soon" Raka said.

"Abang, is Salsa getting married now? she asked, her face looked tense.

"True miss, everything has been prepared, the Boss does not hold a reception, otherwise the lady asks for it. Miss's wedding will also not be anyone knows including the friends of the lady." explained Raka.

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Not long Raka's car has arrived at the Mention, followed by the car that Jefri drove behind him.

The female servants wearing the same uniform were already lined up neatly in front of the door. Like welcoming his return. While the male bodyguards lined up in the front yard of the mension.

This was his first time, seeing all the servants gathered at the Missions. A day ago he stayed in the mension himself only to see Marni and a few servants. He thought the servants were wrong more than he expected.

"We've arrived miss," said Raka making Salsa gasp in shock.

"Abang, that's all the servants in this house huh?" tanya who was still sitting in the car, stared at the waiters who were lined up.

"Yes, miss, there are about 20 of them" said Raka.

"Well! 20 people. There are so many Bangs," his chatter that Raka did not respond to.

"Let's go down, miss," asked Raka who already did not want to serve the words of the ABG girl.

Raka then went down and opened the door beside Salsa.

"Let's miss," said Raka let Salsa down immediately.

"Abang, Salsa can be alone," he refused.

Salsa closed the door again, then opened it again.

"There's no need to bother opening this door, Salsa can be alone" he grunted, then got out of the car.

Zidan, who was about to enter the mension, looked at the girl from his place.

"Prepare him now" Zidan told one of the servants, then walked into the ministry.

Zidan had entered the mension, while Raka and Salsa were still standing beside the car. Like her the girl was not satisfied talking about the problem of opening the car door.

"Salsa's tree does not want my brother to open this door again," he said, which Raka did not respond to.

"Dragon, listen to me!!" clearly her.

"Listen miss," replied Raka.

"Sound what?" ask her again.

"Alright lady, I will not open the car door again" said Raka slowly.

"Salsa did not hear, Brother repeated again," said Salsa pretending not to hear.

Really, Raka felt her wanting to drown just the girl who was standing beside her at this moment.

"I won't open the door for miss anymore" Raka said.

Salsa smiled happily.

"From there's cake,"

"Let's let our lady come in," asked Raka.

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"Welcome back, miss," said Marni, who was standing behind Salsa, bowing her body slightly.

"Auntie," Salsa ran and hugged the 40-year-old woman. Marni does not return her embrace, her body she tries to stay firm.

"Auntie how are you? Salsa kangen tau," she shrieked in Marni's arms.

"Miss please let go, I could get in trouble if you know," whispered Marni.

Forced Salsa to let go of his embrace to the waiter.

"Let's miss, please come in" said Marni.

Lazily Salsa obeyed the servant's words, Salsa walked in front of him only looking down while playing her fingers, when passing through the ranks of the servants, all the servants bowed their bodies.

"Welcome back, miss," said the servants.