Om the CEO is Galak That's My Husband
Lupa

After a 2-hour drive, Zidan entered a resort and parked his car there.

"Om, he said he wanted to go to Santi's place, why bring me here?" salsa asked when Zidan had turned off the engine of his parked car.

"From here I will take you to your friend's house" Zidan replied, then got out of the car.

Zidan took the suitcase he had in the trunk, after which he opened the door to the left of his car. behind the door that was opened it was seen Salsa who was still sitting quietly with her arms crossed on her chest.

"Would you wait in the car, or come with me inside?" asked Zidan who saw Salsa's lips were pacing forward, like he was mimicking what he said.

"Yes, just sleep in this car with a mosquito" Zidan added, upset as he walked without closing the car door again.

"Ish, the base of the nyebelin.nyebelin-nyebelin-nyebelin," Salsa's grouchy, stomping her feet to the floor of the car.

From inside the car Salsa saw a middle-aged man in a suit, walking at a rapid pace approaching Zidan. They shook hands, and embraced each other. I don't know what they're talking about, but it seems they occasionally turn to Salsa who is still sitting in the car.

After which, Zidan walked back leaving the middle-aged man alone. The middle-aged man then looked towards Salsa who was still sitting in the car, then he walked over to Salsa.

Salsa who saw the middle-aged man walking towards her, he immediately descended from the car, running after Zidan who was far ahead.

"Om, Om, Om," Zidan stopped when he heard Salsa calling him. Zidan turned to look at Salsa who was running towards him.

"Why you?" asked Zidan, when Salsa was standing in front of him with a breath of excitement.

Salsa.

"Zidan, why him?" asked the middle-aged man who was already behind Salsa.

Salsa walked to Zidan's side, hugging his husband's arm, his face like a frightened one, seeing the middle-aged man in front of him.

Zidan looked to the side, seeing the change in the look of Salsa's already frightened face. Then, it looked at the middle-aged man standing in front of him.

"Maybe aom's face is too scary" Zidan said flatly.

"Before when I was young, this face of om was more handsome than you, Zi," the middle-aged man snorted at Zidan.

"Salsabila. the person you fear is Roy's name, you can call him Om Roy, because he is old.he manages these resorts," said Zidan while looking at Salsa who was standing beside still hugging her arms tightly.

Salsa nodded her head slowly while smiling clumsyly at Roy who was in front of her.

"Here you go, let's get you guys inside" said Roy.

*

Salsa was stunned when she saw the view from outside the large transparent glass inside the resort room.

"Well, this is beautiful!" he exclaimed when he saw the blue sea from behind the large glass of the room they occupied.

Zidan just smiled as he took out the clothes in the suitcase, and arranged them in the closet that was available in the room.

"Om, can I open this door? I'm going there!" Salsa pointed to the saung that was in the middle of the pond right behind the reservoir they occupied. In front of him also lay a view of the open sea, with white sand.

Zidan nodded his head.

Salsa then opened the transparent glass door, and walked on a small bridge over the pond. From above the bridge Salsa saw ornamental fish swimming in the pond.

Now that Salsa was in the saung, she sat leaning against the rattan chair that led to the sea.

"What is an island" he murmured as he looked at the two small islands in the middle of the sea.

Then Salsa ran, went back into the room.

"Om, come with me for a moment" Salsa pulled one hand of Zidan sitting on the sofa to follow her.

"Here Om, come with me for a moment," Salsa continued to forcefully draw Zidan's hand.

With resignation, Zidan finally followed where Salsa took him.

Now they were barada in Saung where Salsa was sitting.

"Om, look at that!" Salsa pointed to two small islands in the middle of the sea. Salsa's face was so happy when she showed the island to Zidan.

But, Zidan saw it was ordinary.

"Did Om's eyes see that?" he asked, because he saw Zidan's flat face when he saw the island.

"Do you think my eyes are myopic," snorted idan.

"Ups, sorry," Salsa covered her mouth with both hands.

"People here named the island after the island of two Hearts" Zidan said.

"Have Om ever been there?" salsa asked who was nodding back by Zidan.

"I want to go there, too, Om," he whined to Zidan.

"When I take you there," said Zidan flatly.

"Iiiih, how come Om, why not now," Salsa continued to whine.

"I don't know when else can come here" he added.

"Yes later, if I have time to take you there," said Zidan.

"Promise to you! Take me there, then,"

"Hmmmmmm," reply zidan.

**

In the afternoon Zidan looked fresh and tidy with his clothes, when he came out of the bathroom. Salsa was sitting on the sofa. Salsa gasped in shock as Zidan threw a towel at her.

"Ish, Ommm, ngagetin aja," his snort then threw the towel back to Zidan.

"Bath school, I want to get out" Zidan replied, throwing the towel back at Salsa.

"I don't bring a change of clothes. This is all wrong, Om! Why didn't Om say he wanted to come here" he grumbled with his mouth forward.

"That's in the closet, I've got you one change of clothes" Zidan said.

Salsa walked up to the closet and opened it. It was true that there was one steal of her clothes in that closet. However, Salsa was still looking for something in the closet but did not find it.

"It's been hunting bathing there," decak Zidan who saw Salsa ruffled the clothes that had been in his arrangement.

"Om," call him.

"What else?"

"My underwear isn't there?" salsa asked with a lowered face.

"Sa-I didn't bring it," said Zidan. How Zidan could remember carrying the furniture.

"That's it, all because of Om. So what do I wear now?"Salsa threw her clothes she had taken onto the bed.