Om the CEO is Galak That's My Husband
Happy with Dinner

"Yes, let me buy it. You just wait here," Zidan said as he walked out of the room.

'Indeed she knows her size?'salsa asked.

"Om wait, I come along," Salsa immediately got up from her seat, running after Zidan who was already outside the room.

"Heish, you haven't bathed, why come," replied Zidan who had now turned his body to look at Salsa who was standing in front of him.

"Yes-I have to come! Kan Om does not know the size," said Salsa timidly. Her cheeks were now really like boiled crabs.

Zidan's gaze was fixed on Salsa's chest, for a moment he noticed the bulge there, before turning his back to Salsa.

"Where do I know, have I never seen it" said Zidan, who had turned his back on Salsa.

Salsa's eyes were perfectly patterned, as he crossed into two hands on his chest.

"Oom!" jolt her while stomping her feet to the floor.

"I've never seen it" Zidan said, still standing on Salsa's back.

Jakun Zidan moved up and down as his mind imagined how the shape and size of his wife.

"It seems I don't need to look, to know the size," said Zidan cynically, trying to eliminate his current panic.

"Well! What does he mean?" salsa asked.

Zidan continued his steps out of the resort.

Slowly Salsa raised her face, looked at Zidan's back who came out and closed the door of the mini malis building back.

"Hufh, shame on me," muttered Salsa to her own cursing.

Salsa went back into the room, after Zidan disappeared from behind the door, he sat down and leaned his body on the Sofa inside the room, his eyes getting smelly before being completely shut

* * *

Meanwhile, at Mr. Daniel's.

Rendi was treated last night in the hospital, because of Zidan's blow, he was already conscious, but his condition was so weak.

"What really happened ma?" ask Daniel's wife.

Mr. Daniel did not know what had happened because he had just returned from out of town. He was told by his wife by phone yesterday, his wife said at that time Rendi was unconscious. But Mr. Daniel's wife at the time had not said if the one who did it was Zidan.

"Mama doesn't know for sure either, Pa. That afternoon Rendi was delivered by the people of Zidan. They told Rendi never to interfere in the affairs of their master again" replied the worried-looking wife of Mr Daniel.

"What did Rendi, Ma, do to make Zidan so angry?" ask Mr. Daniel.

"Mama also did not know Pa, this morning Mama had asked Rendi, but she was just silent," replied the wife of Mr. Daniel.

"Does Mas Hendra know about this?" ask Mr. Danial again.

"Not Pa, mama has not told him yet" replied the wife of Mr. Daniel.

"It is good if Hendra did not know, let us just finish it kinship with Zidan," replied Mr. Daniel.

**

Salsa suddenly jolted from her sleep, she immediately sat on the sofa where she had fallen asleep earlier, gathering back her consciousness. In view of the atmosphere outside that had begun to darken.

"Hafg, I overslept," he murmured.

Then Salsa got up, looking for Zidan.

Salsa's eyes were fixed on the bed, on which were several paper bags located there.

"Have Om come? But where is he? why didn't he wake me up? murmuring as he walked closer to the bed, then grabbed a paper bag there.he took out an interior shaped like glasses and triangles that were pink from inside the paper bag.

"Why is it fit?" he muttered while looking at that thing carefully.

"Don't Om ever see it? Haufh... What do you think," Salsa muttered while hitting her own forehead.

Then take out everything that is in the paper bag. Some contain dress, pajamas, and high heels.

Salsa takes the dress, stretches the dress across her body.

"It's so pretty! and the size is also very fitting on my body," he murmured while pecking himself in front of the mirror.

"But why yes, all the sizes of my clothes Om it can know? " his mind asks.

On the bed, Salsa also saw a small piece of paper. He took the paper and read it.

"Wear these clothes, I wait, we're dinner outside," 

Salsa was stunned for a moment, after reading the writing on the paper. As if you were trying to understand the meaning of the written words.

"Is that Om taking me---? Hah----?" 

Salsa covered her gaping mouth wide. Then, he jumped into the fun while holding the paper.

***

After bathing, Salsa uses beautiful drees that she tried earlier. He immediately walked out to meet Zidan. Along the path he was walking, lined with candles that illuminated his steps, not far in front of him, Salsa saw more light illuminating candles.

Salsa held her chest that was beating violently. She felt that this moment was like a queen from a fairy tale country.

Don't ask her heart. It is certain that the heart of the girl who already holds the status as a wife is already drifting. But he was trying to master it.

"Om," Salsa greeted Zidan who was standing on his back. Right in front of him was a table that had been lined with food, as well as a white candle that stood firmly on a buffer.

Zidan looked back, looking at Salsa who stood smiling sweetly at him. Some of Zidan's jokes were glued to look at Salsa with a dress she bought earlier.

"Om, are we having dinner here?" ask him expectantly. Happiness was on the girl's face.

Zidan gasped as Salsa wanted to pull out one seat at the table.

"Wait first! Who said we'd eat here?" ask Zidan ketus.

Salsa looked at Zidan, then her face lowered back along with her footsteps two steps back, away from the table. His happy face that had just radiated, vanished already.

Sorry, I guess Om has prepared all this," she said with a downcast face.

"You saw it. I was just standing here, then why do you think this table is for us" Zidan stared fixedly at Salsa's bowed face.

"Yes, I'm sorry. Om don't be angry, lah," Salsa's voice has turned hoarse, his eyeballs have been glazed.

Zidan then smiled slightly.

"Om, I want to go back to the room, I'm full," Salsa immediately turned around.

"Salsabila"

Salsa's steps came to a halt, hearing Zidan call his name.