
After Marnie left. Salsa went into the bathroom to throw away her wishes.
Zidan had been standing behind the door of his room. The door was slightly opened so he could see Salsa from inside his room.
"Ish, why did he come in again!" gerutu Zidan who was staring at Salsa from the crack of the door of his room.
After coming from the bathroom, Salsa went straight out of her room to go downstairs, meeting the person called Marni earlier. Salsa closed the door and walked down.
Zidan took a slow step out of his room carrying flowers and dolls that Raka bought last night. When Salsa came down the stairs. Zidan, like a thief, went into Salsa's room, putting flowers and dolls on the bed.
Still at the top of the stairs, Salsa saw two young women she did not recognize sitting on the sofa of the main room of the Mansion, with 1 trolley of clothes near them.
"Are they looking for me? It is impossible, I know them," muttered Salsa who paused for a moment in the middle of the stairs, staring at the 2 women he did not recognize.
"Where may they be looking for me" he murmured, continuing his steps back down the stairs and continuing to walk past the two women he did not recognize.
"Is he Salsa?" The goddess whispered one of the women sitting on the sofa.
"Yes not it! said Mr. Raka, Salsa was his wife lord zidan, it is impossible that such a girl who became the wife of master zidan." reply Ira her friend goddess.
"You can just look at her clothes like that! Where appropriate he wears clothes from our boutique," added ira metrmekkan.
Salsa had never noticed her appearance, even models of clothing she did not know. For him to wear the clothes as long as it is comfortable, the important thing is not to open. Currently he only wears long casual pants as well as loose white shirts. The one he bought at the mall with Raka.
Selsa continued to walk looking for the person Marni said earlier, he walked up to the main door of the Mension. But there was no one other than the two women sitting on the couch.
Finally he went inside again because he did not find the person he was looking for. As Salsa walked past the two women, one of them called out to Salsa.
"Hey, come here, babu" called ira while waving her left hand.
Salsa did not stop, he just continued to step past the 2 women. Ira who felt in the cuekin, even approached Salsa who walked slowly.
"Eh, if you're deaf, be called instead of stopping and keep going!" said ira who was already holding the rough salsa wrist.
"Sorry brother, I did not hear my brother calling me" replied Salsa who did not hear because she felt she was not the one being called.
"Eh even nyolot loe ya," snapped ira emotion.
"Ira, you're all right, ashamed to know, it's in people's places" the goddess's chimpanzee still sits on the couch.
Zidan who had peeked at Salsa from the top of the stairs, clenched his hands firmly when he saw ira holding the rough hand of Salsa, he rushed down the stairs.
Ira turned her head and let go of salsa's hand, as she saw Zidan walking quickly towards her.
"Master zidan," the woman's friendly greeting smiled.
Zidan grabbed Salsa's hand slowly, he saw Salsa's wrist that had just been released was still flushed.
Instantly his jaw hardened with a hand that had been clenched since.
"Get in your room" said Zidan to Salsa in his heavy voice.
Salsa complied, she walked towards her room, Salsa looked back at the woman holding her hand like she was confused.
Traaac!
"Yahoooooooooo!'
Bunyi tulang yang bergeser di iringi jeritan keras wanita yang berdiri di depan nya itu. Zidan mematah kan tangan kanan wanita itu seketika, setelah yakin Salsa sudah masuk ke dalam kamarnya.
"Shut up! Or one more hand you will break." threatened zidan, who made the woman in front of him immediately shut her own mouth with her left hand. The woman growled in pain on the floor without a sound.
"Sekarang katakan siapa yang menyuruh kalian datang ke sini, dan apa tujuan kalian?" tanya zidan, di iringi mata nya menatap tajam pada dua wanita itu secara bergantian.
The goddess who had been sitting on the sofa, still smothering her own mouth with her two hands, when she saw the zidan easily her arm. his knees were still shaking accompanied by cold sweat coming out from his skin pores.
"Sorry sir, we are only in the madam messenger Rosa, from the beautiful Rosa boutique, wanting to meet with Miss Salsa, to offer these dresses," replied the goddess with still trembling knees.
Zidan then walked to the main door of the Mension.
"Jefriiii," call zidan half-cry.
"Yes, sir" replied Jefri, who was still running towards Zidan.
"The second woman's head is inside" said zidan as he stepped back in.
Zidan walked towards the stairs without looking at the two women.ira was still sitting on the floor moaning without a sound of holding back the pain in her hands. While the goddess just sat quietly on the sofa with her knees still shaking.
Zidan did not care about the two women, he continued to walk up the stairs to his room.
In Zidan's room he threw his body on the bed. Then call Raka.
"Raka, you're looking for a good boutique again to tell you to come here" said zidan when his phone connection was connected.
"Sorry boss, but yesterday I have been looking for him and have told them to come there according to the boss' orders, maybe soon they will arrive boss." Answer Raka.
"I don't like the dresses they bring, now you just find them again, tell them to come here." Zidan's orders.
"Sorry I'm the boss, but if the boss should not just take the mistress to the boutique, fear her boss does not like her dress anymore, Mr. Daniel's event tonight boss, the boss, there is not much time left to choose a boss dress" said Raka.
Tuuuuu!
Zidan's phone connection broke.
"Truely said the Raka, I had to take her to the boutique. Haiss, but what if he doesn't want to. But I better tell you first," muttered zidan as he got up and walked to the door of his room.
Chequek!
When the door opened Salsa was already seen standing in front of her bedroom door with a panda doll and a bouquet of lily flowers in her hand.
Salsa thrust a bouquet of flowers and the beneka to the front of zidan.
"It's a doll and flowers om I return," Ketus Salsa.