Om the CEO is Galak That's My Husband
At the Party

Raka's driven car has now entered an elite housing complex. Raka then drove his car in front of a two-story building, where there were also several cars parked.

Raka immediately went down and opened the back door of the car in which there was a zidan and Salsa, Zidan went down first on the tail of Salsa behind him.

Zidan was still standing still, not far from the car door, waiting for Salsa to return to her hand.

But Salsa instead stood still, his eyes busy watching the luxurious building in front of him, until his head looked up at the roof of the building.

Raka who seemed to know the meaning of zidan who was still standing still, then called Salsa.

"Madam," called Raka while giving the code with her mouth and eyes, hoping Salsa understood.

"What's the matter?" salsa asked who saw the strange behavior of Raka who moved the corner of her lips towards Zidan who was standing next to her.

Because Salsa does not understand, Raka changed the other code. Raka uses her two index fingers and then links to each other, while turning her eyeballs to look at Zidan.

"What a bang" said Salsa half-whispering.

"Hais, why does the madam not understand," Raka lamented inwardly.

Raka then replaced with another code, he held his own right arm with his left hand, while his mouth and eyes were directed to Zidan.

As if understanding Salsa walked slowly while looking down toward Zidan, Salsa timidly grabbed next to Zidan's arm with her two hands.

Zidan, who was nervous, tried to calm down, even though his talapak hands were now sweating.

"Let's get inside the boss, madam," Raka asked to break the awkwardness between them, zidan and salsa looked at each other before starting to step inside the room of Mr. Daniel.

***

Inside the house of Mr. Daniel.

The guests have been many who come, Looks a pair of couples who are not young anymore, greet the friendly guests who come.

Salsa's hand tightly embraced Zidan's arm, walking among the guests present.His face at that time looked very nervous, because the eyes of the guests present were fixed on him.

Not only the gaze, but also the whispers among them that can still be heard by Salsa.

Raka chooses to separate herself from zidan and salsa, but her eyes never come off watching her boss from a distance.

Seemed like a couple who were not young anymore, walking closer to Zidan and Salsa.

"Welcome to Zidan Alvero," kindly greet Mr. Daniel who has been among them while greeting and hugging Zidan.

Salsa and master Daniel's wife did the same, though Salsa felt very stiff and awkward, not being used to this kind of mundaneness.

"Who is this beautiful girl?" Mr. Daniel's wife asked Zidan, but his eyes kept looking at Salsa saraya smiling.

Zidan and Salsa just kept quiet and looked at each other. Like not knowing what to say

"Say, what's your pretty name?" now the wife of master Daniel asked Salsa, stroking her hair gently.

"Salsa aunty," said Salsa softly out of embarrassment.

"Well, your name and appearance are very beautiful" replied Mr. Danial's wife.

Salsa smiled with a shy look, sometimes he looked at Zidan while playing his fingers.

"Salsa," said someone who suddenly came.

Salsa stepped back when she saw who the person who greeted her was. He stood behind Zidan, and hugged his arm.

"Why with him? Why is he such a frightened person?" zidan asked himself.

"Oo ya zi, Salsa knows this Rendi nephew aunt, and Rendi knows this zidan son friend om and aunt, and the beautiful girl named salsa," said Mr. Daniel's wife introduced them to each other with a smile.

"Oh yeah, where do you know?" ask Mr. Danial's wife to try to melt the atmosphere.

"We're a tan school," replied Rendi who was still staring at Salsa.

"Oo, so you're a school" said Mr. Daniel's wife, nodding her head, but her mind was always wondering.

"Zi, Salsa you guys enjoy the dish first! aunt and om want to go there first" said the wife of Mr. Danial while pulling Rendi's hand to follow him.

***

From a distance a woman who did not like the presence of Salsa there, was about to walk closer to Zidan and Salsa. But suddenly the woman's hand was pulled by someone first and took him away.

"Let go Raka, let me go" the woman snapped

While stomping his hand held by Raka.

Raka continued to pull the woman's hand violently, until arriving outside, Raka just let go.

"You're nothing'an Raka anyway," the woman snapped while holding her wrist that was held roughly by Raka earlier.

"Why! don't you like it?" balas Raka flat.

The woman tries to leave from there but Raka again holds her hand.

"Take me off Raka! I'm leaving," snapped the woman again.

"Where are you going?" asked Raka while holding firmly the woman's hand.

"It's none of your business, and don't get busy taking care of my business," snapped the woman who was trying to let go of Raka's handrails.

"You heard it very well. During his dealings with the boss, it was my business," Raka replied with emphasis.

"Cih, just die you Raka, all this because you lost a friend, and because you are also until now zidan cold to me," said the woman.

"Who did you say was his best friend? What is your affair?" ejek Raka asked.

"If it wasn't for you, Zidan wouldn't have known any of this. You're a fucking Raka, "Recite it with emotion.

"means! as long as you're gonna hide it if you don't get caught? Hey, you think the boss is stupid, even the boss himself told me to keep an eye on you guys" Raka explained.

"You hear Raka, I'm not going to give up on getting zidan back, and he's just mine, no one can have him but me" she said confidently.

"Yes, it's up to you" Raka replied flatly.

"You should be grateful, still let the boss live quietly until now, unlike your affair, which is somehow where he is now, so I suggest you just bury the dream," raka then let go of his hand.

Raka then left the woman.

"Wait!" said the woman who stopped Raka's footsteps.

Raka stood up without looking towards the woman.

"Who's that woman with Zi?" his words asked.

"It's none of your business, and I remember you! don't you ever bother her, because I, her foster brother, will take care of her. Understand you," replied Raka asserted.

Raka then continued her steps to die the woman.

"We'll see" the woman muttered with a sly smile.

***

"Om coming home yuk, I'm not good here," asked Salsa who began to feel uncomfortable.