Om the CEO is Galak That's My Husband
Change shirt.

Without Salsa conscious, now one hand is in the chest of Zidan field. Groped the fine hair that grew in the middle of his chest.

Plaque!

Salsa groped in shock as her hand was held by Zidan.

"What are you doing?" The sound of baritone zidan with his eyes still closed.

Salsa's face instantly reddened, Then she bent her face down, her body and lips trembling.

Zidan who was then in his position on the recumbent bed, saw Salsa's red face with a slight opening of his eyes.

"What are you doing?" repeat zidan with the same question with slightly open eyes.

"Sa-I cu-,cu-jaaaaaa," replied Salsa who suddenly stuttered.

"Hiss, what's it?" tanya zidan accompanied by his hands release Salsa's hands.

Salsa then slightly shifted her seat further away and turned her back to Zidan.

Zidan tilted his body closer to Salsa with one hand supporting his head.

"Why you?" tanya zidan looked behind Salsa's body.

"Sa-I want to sleep om," replied Salsa while lying down quickly, and pulled a blanket to cover her body to the top of the head.

"Heiss, why did he just fumble around my body, now he's going to sleep," Zidan's inner self by throwing his head on the pillow. The restless Zidan could only turn his body to the left and right.

"Hais, I can't sleep" zidan's voice rang out after a long silence, but Salsa was still in her blanket.

Zidan stared at Salsa's body wrapped in a blanket. Then, with one hand, he jerked the blanket.

"Om, ma-mau what?" salsa nervously asked with her body still on Zidan's back.

"Heis, why were you groping my body?" zidan's arm with half a shout.

"Sa, I was just willing to help om only," replied salsa with a body that was still turned back to zidan, while playing his fingers.

"Well to help what? Groping my body. existing body I feel amused," cynical zidan while smiling.

"Bu-no, ta-, ta-tadi om dream, I want to wake up," replied the nervous salsa with a face that was already like a boiled crab against the zidan.

"Heis, now that I'm awake, then what do you want" ketus zidan.

"Sa-, I want to sleep, om don't bother me," Salsa replied quickly.

"Haiiiis," zidan growled in annoyance, staring at Salsa's back.

"Haissss, what he said earlier, I was disturbing him, his, what he was not aware of, he made me like this," inner zidan.

Zidan then looked at his naked upper body while smiling.

"Who took off my shirt?" ask zidan cynically.

The question of the zidan made it difficult for Salsa to swallow her saliva. It was a shame she had to admit, that she was the culprit.

"Why silence?" ketus.

"Sa-I," said Salsa, with shame.

"Do you want to?" zidan's speech stopped because it had been cut by Salsa.

"Bu-no, I just, I just,. Justumaaaa-----,"

"Sa-I just want to help you, get changed," Salsa replied nervously.

"Now that I have this, why don't you also pair me a shirt" Sinis zidan.

"Om, you're awake" replied Salsa who was still turning her back on Zidan.

"Have my relationship been up?" ketus zidan asked.

"Yes, you can put it on your own" replied Salsa.

"I don't want you to open up, yes, you're responsible" Zidan said.

"OK.....! Kan Om can plug it himself," Salsa joked.

"Yes if you don't want to, just let me be like this, at most I catch a cold and," said zidan.

"Heis, why is she always this hot, is it hard for her to put on her own clothes," Salsa's inner annoyance.

"Haciiiiiiiiiiiim!"

"Haaaaaaa'ciiiiiiiiiiiim!"

Zidan pura sneezed, in order to gain Salsa's sympathy.

After that Salsa again walked up to Zidan.

Salsa stood beside the bed holding a change of clothes for zidan, turning her face away from zidan.

Zidan who was lying on his back just stared at salsa's cheeks that were already flushed from the side.

"Om able to sit down!" salsa said without seeing Zidan's body.

Zidan slowly sat down without turning his gaze from Salsa's face.

Salsa, who was standing next to the bed, then paired her pajamas with the shirt model to the body of the zidan, without looking at his body.

Salsa had already inserted one pajama arm next to Zidan's hand. There was only one more arm that had not yet entered, because the sideways position of the zidan made it difficult for Salsa to insert one more pajama arm into the hands of zidan.

"Ish, how do I pair it, when it sits like that" Salsa grumbled in her heart.

"Om can face here!" salsa pinta.

"Why don't you face here" zidan said cynically.

"Ishhhh, this one," Salsa growled in annoyance.

With Salsa forced to sit on the bed, her body faced off with Zidan, but her face was facing to the side.

Finally his two pajama arms were already finished attached.

Now just put the buttons.

"Om plug the buttons yourself," said Salsa while standing.

"No way" Zidan refused.

"Om," Salsa upset by stomping her feet to the floor.

"Yes, yes," replied zidan relented while buttoning his own clothes.

Salsa was still standing next to the bed with her back to Zidan, with lips that had advanced to the front because she was upset.

"Have you slept, it's already night." said zidan after finishing buttoning his clothes.

"Om anyway, why go home at night," upset Salsa who has not changed her position.

"Who told you to wait for me" said Zidan.

"Ishh, this one, does he not know, how anxious I was thinking about him earlier, the bottom of the bummer," Salsa's inner.

"I'm going to sleep" Salsa grumbled, stomping her body on the bed. Then lay in the corner of the bed on Zidan's back.

"Why him?" inner zidan with gaping mouth.

***

The morning before Salsa woke up to hug the back body of zidan. After waking up and opening her eyes, Salsa quickly let go of her embrace while sitting on the bed against Zidan.

"Why do I wake up always hugging him anyway" murmured salsa feeling embarrassed.

Salsa got out of bed and walked to the bathroom.

****

The zidan office.

That afternoon I saw Niken stepping into Zidan's office. Niken smiled happily while still in the loby to find zidan walking towards her.

"Zi, I just went upstairs, wanted to take you to lunch" said Niken when the walking zidan was nearby.

But zidan kept walking past niken who was then standing smiling sweetly towards her.

"Ziiiii, you can't treat me like this continue to zi." Lirih niken who walked closer to zidan while hugging his arms friendly.

Zidan stopped by staring intently at his hand which was held tightly by Niken. Making niken's hand slowly release back zidan's hand.

"Go now before I embarrass you here" said zidan with great emphasis.

"Zi, please don't treat me like this, I'm just trying to fix myself zi, please give me one more chance zi, remember, what message your papa used to zi!" niken said accompanied by his teary eyes.

"Don't involve my papa, to cover up all your treason, niken!" snapped zidan by pointing one index finger at niken.

"you also know that if it wasn't for my papa's spirit, I would never have been engaged to you" Zidan said as he walked away.

Niken just clenched her strong hands staring at the back of Zidan who was getting away from her.

"Look at zi, if I can't get you back, then no other woman can get you zi" murmured niken with a chest that rose and fell.