Om the CEO is Galak That's My Husband
Arrival of guests

The zidan office.

Geck. Geck. Geck.

"Come in" said Zidan.

Lek's check.

The door opened, Raka walked up to Zidan who was sitting in front of his desk.

"The next five minutes of New Global company leadership will come" Raka said.

Zidan looked at the watch on his wrist, then stood up, walked away from his study, followed by Raka behind.

Zidan took the elevator down, walked to the lobby door waiting for his guests there.

Not how long 3 units of luxury cars came. from where he stood, Zidan could see some men get off the car using a black suit, large and tall like most Europeans.

The men in black lined up neatly in front of the car door facing directly to Zidan's office. And a middle-aged man in a different suit opened the door of a car that had not yet opened.

From the car that the man opened, out came a middle-aged woman wearing black knee-length drees and long black socks covering the skin of her feet, also a round white hat covers the top of her curls.

The middle-aged woman looked so graceful, with a European-like face.

The woman walked over to Zidan. The one standing still stared at her sharply.

Zidan recalled the appearance of the middle-aged woman.

"Their driver is from here Raka!" zidan's orders then re-enter his office

"But boss-boss,"

"You drive them out, or I fire you!" zidan's voice sounded resolute.

"Zi, wait." the middle-aged woman called out to Zidan.

"Sorry madam, sir won't let you in" Raka said as the middle-aged woman was at the lobby's door.

The middle-aged woman shed her tears when she saw the back of Zidan who was about to enter the elevator door.

Raka ordered the security guard to ban the foreigners from entering the office. Then Raka went back into the lobby chasing Zidan.

The middle-aged woman was still standing outside the loby, wiping away the tears with the handkerchief she was holding.

"Auntie Maria," said a woman who had just come, then she walked over to the crying middle-aged woman.

"Tante still remembers me? I'm Niken aunty, little friend of Zi first," said Niken reminded the middle-aged woman while holding both hands.

"Yes aunty remember, you are already big, son," said the middle-aged woman as she stroked niken's cheek.

"Why is aunt here? not his aunt-in-law," Niken doesn't continue her words.

The middle-aged woman's eyeballs returned teary.

* * *

At the Salsa school.

"Sa, how come I didn't see you at the ceremony this morning?" ask santi who walked over to the salsa table. A few minutes ago, the break was ringing.

"Yes San,"

"Why, your tumben did not participate in the ceremony," asked Santi again who was sitting next to Salsa.

"Gara-gara si Rendi tuh," upset Salsa, while putting her book in the bag.

"Disclaim him?" tanya Santi looked at SalsaSalsa clingy.

"He said he wanted to say something, keep making me go to the cafeteria" Salsa said.

"By the canteen by the way.we're going to the canteen yuk! we'll continue the story there, I'm hungry!" said Santi.

"I'm lazy San, I'll see you later with Rendi" Salsa replied.

"Don't be afraid! There will be me, if he messes I hit him," said Santi as he clenched his right hand hit right into his left palm.

"Yes, it's a joke,"

* * *

The middle-aged woman and Niken are still in Zidan's office lobby.

"Did auntie meet Zi?" ask Niken.

The middle-aged woman simply shook her head, her tears already pouring down her cheeks.

"A patient aunt, I will help her to talk to Zi" Niken said, holding the middle-aged woman's shoulder, calming her down.

"Finally I have a way to get you back Zi," muttered Niken smiling cunningly.

"How about if we just talk outside about it," added niken.

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In Zidan's room.

Zidan stood on the edge of a large glass window, on the top of the highest floor of the building, he stared at the blue sky. His hands clenched firmly as he recalled the flashes of past memories.

Flashback.

"Ma, where's Mama going? Don't go Ma, don't leave Zi, Ma," the wailing cry of a child holding the hand of her Mother who is about to leave.

But the child's hand was removed by the mother. The woman hurriedly walked with a sizable suitcase, then she walked out of the house. In front of the gate he was greeted by a man of great stature and white skin, like he was not of Asian descent. The big man helped carry her suitcase

The little boy held the hand of the mother who was about to get into the car.

"Ma, don't go ma, don't leave Zi, Ma," Zidan continued to cry while tapping on the unstable glass that the Mama ignored. The car started to leave him.

In a sobbing, little Zidan continued to catch up with the car that was already speeding up, with both of his legs. Zidan continued to run even though the car he was chasing had disappeared from his sight. However, he continued to run and continued to run until his tripped legs made his body slam into the ground.

Off Flashback.

Zidan's jaw instantly hardened. By the time he could bury all those memories. But now those bad memories haunt him again.

***

Salsa School.

"What! He said he liked you!" There was the sound of a woman who was quite loud in the school cafeteria. But with his mouth suddenly in the food chopsticks by the person in front of him.

"You what the hell Sa," the pouted woman who plumped her mouth at someone in front of her.

"Sssssst," Someone in front of him put one of his index fingers on his lips.

"Your voice can be small not the volume, san," he added.

Yes they are Santi and Salsa, who are already in the canteen.

"Yes, yeah. Keep going gimna! What did you answer to Rendi?" santi almost whispered.

"That's how I got confused, how to resist it! it can't be! I told you I'm married to the om! I could be out of school" Salsa said with a displeased look.

Santi put one of his index fingers on his forehead like thinking of something.

"I think you should talk to your man about this" said Santi.

Salsa shook her head with pouting lips.

"You should talk about this Sa, he's your man, he's also entitled to know. If you don't tell him, he'll think you're cheating later" Santi said with a serious face.

"You don't know what san. the om is like, I'm ashamed, and afraid of the same story," said Salsa with a face down.

"The same man himself is ashamed?" santi asked as if she could not believe it.

"just tell me, wear all the shame. The turn to sleep together is not ashamed," Imbuh Santi mocked Salsa.

Salsa's eyes immediately faded, his cheeks were now flushed like a boiled crab. Heard the words of his friend.

"Udah do not be ashamed of his own man, good bad he is still your man. Your paradise is now on him Sa, anyway you have to tell this to your man, the om om it," Racau santi advised.

Salsa was still silent with her red face.

***

Niken and Maria are now in a fancy restaurant. The men in black stood not far from Niken and Mary sat down.