Om the CEO is Galak That's My Husband
Breakfasted

After repeatedly zidan tried to miscall Salsa's mobile number but did not sound the tone or vibration in the room.

"Om, where's my phone," whined Salsa who never found her phone.

"Where do I know! that was I tried misscall your number is active, if it is here it must be heard the voice," said zidan.

"Ihhh, help nyari not to stay still," upset Salsa who saw zidan look indifferent.

"Let it go, I'll buy a new one" said zidan who returned to lying down after putting his phone back on the nightstand.

Satisfied Salsa looking for his cell phone on the bed zidan, but never found it, Salsa finally gave up. He wants to go back to his room.

"Where are you going?" ask Zidan when Salsa's feet are on the floor.

"You take a shower, you want to get ready to go to school" replied Salsa who continued to step out of Zidan's room.

"Ooo-" replied Zidan with a smile.

Not long Salsa out of the room. zidan's phone rang, he immediately pressed the green arrow button on his cellphone screen.

"Om, I've met, '" said someone when his phone was connected.

"Hmm," Reply zidan.

"Tuuuuuuuuuut" zidan's connection was decided, he was back lazing in his bed.

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20 Minutes later, Salsa returned to Zidan's room complete with her school uniform.

"Why didn't you say it was Sunday" cried Salsa, who was standing at the door of Zidan's room with both hands around her waist.

Zidan, who was still lying on his bed, slightly raised to his palm to the top to see Salsa, after which his head he put on the pillow again.

Unsatisfied with Zidan's response, Salsa walked up to him and grabbed a pillow on the bed.

"Why.... Om..... Didn't say........ Now.......... Sunday," upset Salsa, hit that pillow on Zidan.

Then zidan's hand catches the salsa hand that hits him with a pillow, then pulls it. As a result, Salsa fell into bed with her head on her husband's chest. Zidan's hand held Salsa's head there.

Dugm!  Dugm!  Dugm!

Zidan's heartbeat beating very quickly sounded lazy by Salsa, because the position of his ears right there.

Silence, long they were silent in that position, no movement of their bodies or sound was heard, other than the sound of heartbeats, and the sighs of those who were racing each other.

Either out of breath somehow, Salsa finally stood up to pull over Zidan's hand that was holding her head.

"O-O, what are you doing?" salsa asked, who was already standing down her face while fixing her hair with her slightly messy hands.

"You're the one who said anything, came and hit me," Zidan, whose face looked flushed.

In a still standing position facing the zidan, Salsa advanced her lips forward with her face still down, her one hand still playing in the hair.

"Why don't you say that today is Sunday" Salsa replied to Zidan.

"Ish, I've said it," replied zidan.

"I already want breakfast" added Zidan, who then got up from his bed and walked to the bathroom.

"Why can he wake up? 

bukan nya dia sakit?"  tanya Salsa dalam hati.

"Oms. Isn't it still sick?" salsa asked as Zidan was about to open the bathroom door.

"It's healed" replied zidan flatly, as he entered the bathroom.

"Ish, you little bitch," ketus Salsa, then went to her room to change clothes.

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Zidan and Salsa are enjoying their breakfast together.

"Have a seat" said Salsa, who was pleased that Raka had come.

"Can I be boss?" ask Raka to zidan.

Zidan did not answer, he just quietly enjoyed his breakfast.

"What a bang, people say if silence is a sign of can," said Salsa quipped zidan, then grabbed a plate to scoop food for Raka.

"Sit down, just eat your food?" Said Zidan looking at his wife who would stand scooping food for Raka.

"It's okay madam, let me do it myself" Raka said as she grabbed a seat in front of Salsa. Which makes zidan's jaw harden to see.

"Raka, it's hot in my car right now" said zidan in a heavy voice.

"Have been the boss, before entering I have turned on the machine." replied Raka while smiling at zidan, then grabbed a plate about to scoop food.

"You're dead right now my car engine, and blow the exhaust until it's cold" said Zidan who stared intently at Raka.

"But boss-boss,"

Raka's words came to a halt when she saw Zidan's sharp gaze that was like he was about to swallow her.

"Om, let's have Raka's brother breakfast" said Salsa looking at her husband.

Zidan just quietly stirred the rough food on his plate.

"Abang, flowers and dolls are in the room om, out of breakfast Salsa get ya," said Salsa.

"I mean miss?" asked Raka while looking at zidan.

"That's a doll and flowers that you brought last night, surely you want to give to your boyfriend yes," said Salsa staring at her husband at a glance.

"Abang Raka is indeed sweet," added Salsa, which makes Raka jerked.

"Death to me, I forgot to say if it had a boss, better now I go, than later in mutilas," Raka said.

Raka then got up from her sitting. And walk outside.

"Anything want kamana?" Salsa asked, who Raka did not answer, as she continued to walk like she did not hear him.

"Where are you going Raka?" said Zidan who stopped his steps.

"Sa-, I want to go to the boss's headquarters," replied Raka who was already behind the zidan.

"Is there nothing you want to say?" ask Zidan whose hand is still playing with the spoon on the plate.

Slowly Raka walked back towards the dining table.

"I'm sorry madam, I forgot to say that it had a boss, I'm sorry boss," Raka said.

"Now you turn off my car engine, and you blow the exhaust until it's cold, finish breakfast I'll be there checking it out" said zidan flat but full of emphasis.

"Good boss," Raka replied limply as she walked away.

Salsa still did not understand what Raka said earlier.

"So the flower and the doll are the ones who have," asked Salsa puzzled.

"Not from last night have I said." reply zidan flat.

"Why buy flowers and dolls?" salsa asked while looking at Zidan.

There was no answer from Zidan.

"Ooooooo, I know?" salsa said loudly as if remembering something, with one index finger he pointed at the top.

Until Zidan gasped to hear it.

"Uhuk, uhuk, what? ask zidan with half-patterned eyes.

"Om buy it for me right," Salsa replied with a smile and winked her eyes, her palms placed on her cheeks and her elbows propped up on the table.

"No," replied zidan.

Deg

Instantly the smile on Salsa's face was lost along with her shoulders slumped down.