Om the CEO is Galak That's My Husband
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"What happened to her?" ask Zidan who is impatient.

"It looks like he is experiencing excessive fear and anxiety sir," the doctor said.

"I mean," asked Zidan with a frown on his forehead.

"His physique was too weak master, so when he experienced excessive fear and anxiety, then the supply of blood and oxygen that entered his brain became weak, and so on, so as to make his brain function was hampered.mangkanya he had fallen unconscious," said the doctor explained slightly.

"Why is his physique so weak?" ask zidan back.

"There are two factors master, could be due to genetic factors and could also be due to trauma factors that He had experienced," replied the doctor explained.

"What do you mean?" ask Zidan who doesn't understand.

"The genetic factor is a factor of his offspring, it could be his congenital disease from birth, or just his trauma factor alone, maybe he had lost the figure of the person he loved so much, he said, so the feeling resurfaced and made her frightened and anxious" the doctor explained.

"Will the disease be cured?" ask zidan again.

"Very well, sir" said the doctor.

"Then what are you waiting for, quickly heal him," said Zidan who was so worried.

The doctor smiled at Zidan's words.

"His recovery needs a master process, sir just calm down in a moment he will realize" said the doctor calmed Zidan.

"If he is aware of his emotions, do not let him experience the same thing as before, because at this time his body is very weak at all," said the doctor who was preparing to leave.

"Give this vitamin, to strengthen the physical body again." added the doctor while swiping a piece of paper on Zidan.

"I'll excuse you, sir" said the doctor as he walked away.

"Wait," Zidan stopped the footsteps of the doctor who had reached the door of his room.

"Give this to Jefri," Zidan added and then gave the paper he gave earlier.

"Okay sir, I'm the filler first," the doctor replied with his footsteps leaving Zidan's room.

"Who is the woman who came to the school, what she said, to make my wife like this" murmured zidan with a hardened jaw.

Zidan then took his work chair, put it next to the bed. Then zidan sat on the chair, zidan grabbed one hand Salsa grasped one hand with two palms, his, occasionally zidan kissed Salsa's hand.

Zidan's phone suddenly shook, after seeing the name of the caller on his cell phone screen zidan walked to his balcony room.

"What's wrong?" ask Zidan when his phone line starts connecting.

"Who came to school madam Salsa was niken boss," replied Raka.

Zidan clenched his hands tightly until the veins in his arms were clearly visible, accompanied by his jaw which also hardened.

"You know what you're gonna do Raka?" zidan said with his heavy voice.

"I'm sorry boss, but currently niken is with Madam Maria in the boss XXX hotel, Maria's mistress's bodyguards are so many bosses, I haven't been able to bring her to the headquarters," reply Raka from her phone call.

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The hand that zidan held slowly began to move, the eyelids that had just closed now look a little squinting. Zidan who was still sitting next to the bed his face again sparkled.

Zidan was seen enjoying the small movements of his wife's face.  Slowly the eyes blinked before opening perfectly, staring coldly at her.

"Why did he give me such a look?" inner zidan.

After Salsa was fully awakened, she just quietly lay on the bed.

Many questions were asked by Zidan, but not a single reply or response from Salsa.

A word has not come out of Salsa's lips since she woke up.

"Tell me what you want" Zidan said the last of the many questions Salsa had never answered.

Salsa's chest is up and down with breath that can be heard by zidan.

"I want to go om," Lirih Salsa stared blankly at the ceiling of the room, with her eyes beginning to glaze over.

"Where?" ask zidan flat.

"Please take me to Santi om's house," replied Salsa who was still staring at the sky room.

"Hey, what do you want there? your attitude is like this, if I want to meet your friend, let me just ask Jefri to pick him up," said Zidan who wanted to call Jefri.

"Sir, I want to stay with him" replied Salsa, who was now staring at Zidan with a pleading gaze. Zidan turned his face to the side to avoid Salsa's gaze.

"What are you doing hitching a ride in someone else's house!" said Zidan who did not want to see Salsa with a face like that.

"I am here also hitchhiking, I am where there is a house! I have no one om, I have only a mother" replied Salsa, who tried to hold back her tears from coming out.

zidan stood up from his palm sitting he was holding right on the table with his back to Salsa. If in the past he always turned his face away just to hide his smile, but now he hid his sad face

His heart was so heartbroken listening to Salsa's words earlier.

"This is your home, and I am your husband, understand that" exclaimed zidan in his hoarse voice, still turning his back on Salsa.

"Om-" Salsa let out a long sigh before continuing her words.

"I just want to let go of me, and if I owe anything, I will replace it later if I have worked" Salsa pleaded.

Zidan lifted his head up, holding something that was like going out of his eyes. From his nose he had now released a clear liquid that had reached his lips.

Zidan then walked out of his room, and threw down the door of the room so strongly. From behind the door of the room, Zidan could no longer hold the dam in his eyes, the tears that rhyme had earlier he endured were now coming out with his swift, swift, accompanied by fluid in his nose which also flowed out.

His body he leaned against the wall of the room slowly slumped down. Zidan sat on that floor.

So even Salsa who was lying in the room, could no longer hold back her tears, the words she spoke, made her heart so sick. He is not yet ready to part with Zidan who is his protector, but he also does not want to, damage someone's relationship.

It was sadness, fear and anxiety that was how he felt right now.