Om the CEO is Galak That's My Husband
Looking for a dress

Salsa walked very quickly on the ground floor of the mall, occasionally she turned to look at Zidan who was far enough behind her, she wanted to make sure if her husband was still following her steps.

Salsa turned around to walk closer to Zidan, because her steps were too far ahead. Salsa then grabbed one hand of zidan, which made Mata Zidan instantly patterned staring at his wrist which was held by Salsa.

Salsa did not pay attention to the facial expression of zidan at that time, after holding the hand of zidan, salsa then walked quickly in front, zidan could only resignedly follow the steps of his wife.

"Quickly, I want to go there," said Salsa who began to walk by pulling the hands of zidan to follow him.

Zidan walked following Salsa's footsteps by turning left and right looking at the people who were staring at her.

"Why do you push me I bring Raka," grumbled zidan inwardly.

Salsa continued to walk by holding Zidan's hand. Like a buffalo on his nose, Zidan just obeyed where Salsa took him, Zidan also felt embarrassed by the many pairs of eyes that stared at him.

"Who is that girl with Zi? Why would he dare to pull the hand of zi?" muttered niken who had noticed zidan from a distance.

Niken noticed the photo of Salsa taken earlier with his cell phone camera.

"I need to find out who this girl is, what's the relationship with her? "

Niken then sent a photo of Salsa taken earlier, via whatsapp application to someone's number, before making a voice call.

"Find out who is in the photo" said Niken after his cellphone connection was connected.

"Send twenty million tomorrow you'll get the information" someone replied from the woman's phone call.

"No problem" Niken then disconnected his phone. Then transfer the amount of money requested by the person.

Salsa stopped her steps and took off Zidan's hand after arriving at the ice cream stand.

"Om, I want ice cream" Salsa said, pointing to the ice cream stall in front of her.

"Heis, you dragged me from there just to get some ice cream?" Annoyed by pointing in his direction earlier

"Yes, I want a strawberry flavored ice cream" Salsa replied with a smile.

"Well, I will follow all your wishes, and after that you must also follow all my wishes, how?" zidan made an offer.

"Oh, I'm not so sincere," Salsa upset by singing her lips forward.

"You don't?" re-zidan asked.

"No, I don't like ice cream now" Salsa said, upset as she walked away.

"Ish, how come he's the one who's angry," murmured zidan rubbed his face rough.

Zidan forced to follow the footsteps of his wife who had walked in front. Suddenly Zidan felt the phone in his pants pocket vibrate, while walking, Zidan grabbed the phone in his woe bag, after seeing the name that appeared on his phone screen, Zidan said, zidan swiped the green button and then started talking to someone who called him. Just a moment later Zidan ended his phone call. Zidan circulated his gaze in all directions on the mall's ground floor, his eyes not finding Salsa.

While walking to find Salsa, Zidan also tried to call his mobile number, but there was no answer, many times zidan called Salsa number but the results were the same, there was no answer.

"Where is he? Why didn't he answer my phone call," with anxiety and chest that had gone up and down Zidan was still trying to dial Salsa's phone number.

Zidan stepped his feet quickly, circulating his gaze through the entire ground floor of the mall that he passed.

From a distance Zidan saw Salsa sitting near a large pole inside the mall. Zidan ran up to him with mixed feelings. He stood for a moment to regulate his breathing which is still hunting, also waiting for the very fast heartbeat to subside again.

"What are you doing here?" ask Zidan who is already beside Salsa.

"Gak ada," jawab Salsa singkat.

"Ishhhh," Zidan growled in annoyance.

"Sebenarnya om mengajak saya kesini untuk apa?" tanya Salsa yang hanya menatap lurus ke depan.

"You bought you a dress, to attend tonight's event" Zidan replied honestly.

"Wedding anniversary ceremony," replied zidan.

"I don't want to go away, just go with Raka's brother, or who he is" Salsa replied.

"You don't act up" Zidan said.

"About what? I just don't want to go. period," Reply Salsa refused.

"You must go Salsabila," said zidan firmly.

"I don't want to, I have to learn, I'm busy" Salsa said, turning her face away.

"Already, now you come with me," said zidan as he walked away.

"Son," replied Salsa still sitting quietly.

"You want to walk or I'll carry you" zidan threatened.

"Om nyebelin," upset Salsa by being forced to rise from her sitting.

Zidan began to step up to the second floor looking for a dress for Salsa.

Actually, she is confused because she has never accompanied women to shop, let alone to find a dress.

"Welcome sir, welcome miss," said the employee as Zidan and Salsa walked into the store selling women's dresses.

"Pick some dresses that are suitable for her" said Zidan to the woman who greeted him earlier.

"Let's miss, we'll show you our best product" said the woman, Salsa just followed the woman from behind.

"Hii zi," said the niken who had just arrived.

Zidan did not reply he only glanced at Niken, then turned his face back.

"Kok we can happen to meet here," said Niken mince words as he walked closer to Zidan.

"Shut your mouth, and get the hell out of here" Zidan said.

"Why don't you ever give me a little to the zi border," crazily niken said.

"Until now I still give you a chance, you can still live a quiet life. It wasn't my chance" said zidan coldly.

"Zi, I'm sorry, all that was just my error" said Niken.

"Here you go, now you go, before the opportunity of me is gone" said Zidan with emphasis.

Niken could only give up, he stepped away from the place.

Salsa came out of the dressing room wearing a blood red dress along her ankle. Combined with her white skin, Salsa looks very beautiful using the dress.

"Om," Sapa Salsa with her red dress.

Zidan turned to look at salsa, briefly stunned before he told her to replace it with another dress.

Ten times Salsa changed her dress in the dressing room with different colors and models.

"It was om, I was not suitable to wear a dress, it's useless to replace it again with another dress," said Salsa was not excited.

Salsa returned to the dressing room to wear the clothes she had worn.

Zidan bought all the dresses that Salsa had tried.