Om the CEO is Galak That's My Husband
Him, my wife.

"Good morning sir, good morning ma'am" said Marni and all the servants who had lined up on the lower floor of the Mansion. Salsa was neat with her white-gray uniform, so Zidan was neat with his black suit.

This is the second time for Salsa, greeted by all the servants who lined up neatly, she felt very awkward. To him all the servant's treatment was too excessive.

"You go back to work" said Zidan.

"Okay, sir," the servants replied in unison before stepping away.

Zidan then held Salsa's shoulder with his two hands, leading her to the dining table.

"Good morning sir, good morning madam," said Raka who had just arrived.

"Bagi Abang Raka," Salsa replied by looking back and smiling. In contrast to Zidan who just keeps walking lead Salsa walk.

"Just look at your path ahead" said Zidan ketus.

Salsa's lips that had been smiling now turned conical.

"Is there anything you came here early in the morning Raka," asked Zidan, annoyed, without seeing Raka.

"I'm sorry Boss, I want to deliver three important news Boss" replied Raka.

Zidan and who had arrived in front of the meal, pulled one seat back, then petrified Salsa sitting on that chair.

Zidan sat in the chair he used to sit in.

"Abang, let's have breakfast together" said Salsa.

Zidan looked up at Raka. Like trying to swallow him alive.

"Sa-I've had breakfast mistress," replied Raka nervously. He came early in the morning hoping to have breakfast.

"Then you go get hot on my car engine" said Zidan, sipping coffee from a glass.

"Alright Boss," Raka replied obediently, then stepped foot out.

"Bos told me to keep the car hot, but going to his office would have asked for Jefri's delivery again" said Raka.

"Go home from school, don't go anywhere" Zidan's voice sounded cold.

"Yes" replied Salsa.

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Finish breakfast.

As usual Zidan left for the office delivered Jefri, although he knew he would arrive at the office a little long, because the opposite direction to the Salsa school.

"Stay away from your boy friend" Zidan said before Jefri's car arrived at school.

"Yes Om,"

As usual, the car in Jefri stopped right at the gate of Salsa school. And as usual, Salsa kissed the back of Zidan's hand before getting out of the car.

Zidan helps Salsa get out of the car, packing her up to the front of the gate.

Salsa's face was red lowered, because the eyes of the students who passed by were now fixed on her.

"Salsa," Panggil Rendi yang berlari ke arah mereka.

"Om, let me help get Salsa to her class, '" Rendi offered.

"No need," Salsa refused, hugging one arm of Zidan with both hands.

"Kau dengarkan dia tidak mau, dan sekarang kau pergilah. Jangan pernah ganggu dia lagi," suara Zidan terdengar serak, kedua netranya menatap tajam pada pemuda yang yang menggunakan seragam SMA.

Disappointed, Rendi left them.

"I won't stop here to get you Salsa" Rendi stepped in

"Let me drop off to class," Zidan held both of Salsa's shoulders back.

"No need, Om just go, I want to wait for my best friend," Salsa refused.

"Call him now,"

Salsa took her cell phone and called Santi.

"Hello, where are you San?" salsa asked when her phone line was connected.

"Once again in angkot, why?" answer Santi.

"It's still far?" ask Salsa again.

Santi did not come long. Salsabila's best friend ran when he saw Salsa standing with a man in a black suit.

Netra Santi was now fixed on Zidan, staring in awe at the figure of her best friend's husband.

This was the first time Santi had seen Zidan from such a close distance. He was fascinated, long time his netra looked at Zidan, until without he realized, his lips engrave a smile no matter what he thought.

Salsa rubbed the face of her friend who was smiling herself. Makes the master jerk from the daydream.

"I am very happy today you have entered again Sa," said Santi directly hugging Salsa.

"Already, let's go in, a moment bell rang. But you help me yes, my legs are still a little sore" Salsa said.

"Definitely dong," Santi replied and then held onto the two shoulders of salsa, leading her to walk into the school grounds.

"Om, I go in first," said Salsa lirih, glancing at Zidan before starting to step into the school gate.

Zidan watched Salsa from behind the school gate, until his wife completely disappeared from his sight. Then he got in the car, headed to the office.

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Dikantor Zidan's.

"Now, tell me what important thing do you want to say?" zidan asked as he sat in his great chair.

"The first about the continuation of our cooperation with the company NEW GLOBAL, this week they will come to Indonesia to meet with the boss."

"You set the schedule,"

"But the boss, it's one giant company from England, strangely those who want to propose cooperation with our company. Like they've got other goals, boss,"

"What weird? you're the weird Raka. Now proceed to the second one," Zidan stared at his cynical right hand.

Raka took a long breath.

"Secondly, I'd like to convey if our weapons order from Russia will be anchored tonight Boss."

"You take care of everything, take it to the headquarters, as usual" said Zidan, who has now turned on his leptop.

"Didn't the Boss want to check the state of his goods first?" ask Raka.

"You can check it yourself, why should I take care of the trivial" Zidan snorted.

"Well, boss,"

"But what you have to remember, don't be careless. Check carefully all of his stuff. And make sure the place is safe. Do you understand?!"

"Donah Bos" said Raka quickly.

"Good, now go on to the third,"

"Tomorrow night there is an invitation from Mr. Daniel, his wedding anniversary," said Raka.

For a moment Zidan thought. "You're looking for the best boutique, take it to the Missions. Have them bring all the examples of her clothes, let her pick her,"

"Who is the boss?" ask Raka.

"My wife... Why do you look so stupid Raka," said Zidan.

"Ma-sorry Boss," said Raka.

Zidan stared at Raka.

"Is there anything you want to say?"  zidan's voice began to sound unfriendly.

"No Boss," replied Raka.

"Then, why are you still here?" ask Zidan cynically.

"Sorry Boss," replied Raka then passed away.

"wait. You're delivering lunch to my wife" Zidan shouted, before Raka actually walked out of her room.

"Good Boss," said Raka.