Om the CEO is Galak That's My Husband

Om the CEO is Galak That's My Husband
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Salsa closed her eyes with one of her palms, walking slowly, one more hand fumbling forward. Zidan, who saw him, walked over, and stood before Salsa.


One hand of Salsa groped the chest of Zidan's field which grew fine hairs.


"What's this?" Salsa stretched out a little bit of her finger slit.


"Aaaaaaakh," she screamed instantly.


Zidan then used one of his hands to pull Salsa's waist, until it was attached to his body, one more hand he used to smother Salsa's mouth which was deafening his ears.


"Sssssst,"


"Don't yell, I think my people will mutilate you" said Zidan slowly, releasing his hands that smothered Salsa's mouth, but not his hands that held Salsa's waist.


"Salah mas himself, why Mas stood in front, I was shocked," Salsa was upset when his mouth was freed from Zidan's hands.


"Who told you to walk close your eyes?" zidan's voice turned hoarse, feeling something else in his body.


Due to the position of his body that has been attached to Salsa's body, make his body arousal instantly passionate. Evidently by hardening her something down there, heading Salsa's belly.


"Why would you like to do something?" salsa asked in fear as a blunt object stuck in her stomach.


"Sa-I want you, Sabila," Zidan's voice sounded increasingly raucous.


Zidan leaned his face forward, although his experience was zero, but his instincts as a normal male led him to do that.


"Eh, uh. M-Mas what's going on?" Salsa asked with both hands blocking Zidan's face that was getting closer to his face.


Zidan's burning body caught Salsa's two hands, then pressed his lips forward against Salsa's lips. But Salsa clenched her lips tightly.


Zidan's instincts turn to kiss Salsa's neck with a little sucking of her.


"Uhhf, what's wrong?" Salsa bellowed slowly withstanding the turmoil in her body. Now both of his hands held by Zidan have weakened.


Zidan's kiss moved from his left neck to his right, before returning to kiss Salsa's lips, which began to feel his passion.


"Ufffg, Mas, why?" said Salsa.


Zidan was like a deaf man, ignoring his wife's questions. She has tasted her sweet lips Salsa. Salsa has not yet returned.


Salsa who also felt another turmoil in her body, just give up what will be done men who have become lukewarm.


Ting!


"Awhhh, sick,"


Salsa shut her mouth instantly, as their teeth clashed against each other.


"Mas," she softly held the pain while closing her mouth.


Same with Salsa, Zidan also distanced his lips instantly.


"Heis, you must be quiet" Zidan murmured. His face was now flushed withstanding the passion.


"Ihh, even wrong people, Mas who can't, mending Mas learn first," Salsa ridiculed who immediately ran out of the bathroom.


"Arrrrgh, shit! Even though a little more I can do it," Zidan cursed himself while patting his mouth.


He has never had a kiss, or anything else that can arouse his passion. During this time he only focused himself to work hard to develop his business only.


Although many women outside want it. Even women out there would willingly give up their bodies on Zidan. But, Zidan had always fortified himself with sharp gazes and fearsome faces, making the women no one dared to approach him.


Many people think that Zidan is a like-minded person.


Even Niken, who always teases her, is not able to make Zidan respond to the sensual touches he gives.


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After a failed bathroom incident. Zidan felt a little awkward and embarrassed towards Salsa. However, his brain did not stop thinking of ways to be able to launch the action again.


Unlike the case with Salsa which is more ordinary, he realized it was commonplace if he did that with Zidan who had become his husband.


"Where are you going?" salsa asked when she saw Zidan walking out of the room.


"Ihhh, I'm not really hungry, I'm hungry, too" Salsa replied.


"Yes, I'll bring you breakfast" Zidan then set his foot out.


"He why else?" salsa asked himself.


Before long, Zidan came again he entered the room and opened the glass door and walked into the saung.


Salsa who saw her followed Zidan from behind.


"Where is breakfast?" salsa asked who was behind Zidan.


"Wait a little while longer, they'll deliver it," Zidan replied flatly without seeing Salsa.


"Mas, when do you want to take me there?" salsa asked as she pointed at the twin islands in the middle of the sea, then sat down next to Zidan.


"When," Zidan replied briefly.


"Come on, bummer!" salsa murmur.


Not long after the bell rang, Zidan got up from his seat and went inside to open the door.


Zidan put breakfast in the resort's main room and then walked back to the saung.


"Would you like some breakfast?" asked Zidan who was standing in front of the glass door connecting between the saung and the room.


"Yes has come!" Salsa got up from sitting down walking closer to Zidan who had already stepped in front.


"We have breakfast here, yuk," Salsa asked to see Zidan sitting at the dinner table.


"You alone," replied Zidan who had held the spoon with his two hands.


"If Mas wants breakfast in the saung, finish breakfast we repeat again earlier," Salsa gave an offer.


"Think, uhuk, uhuk,"


Zidan spouted back the new food in his bribe, his eyes bulging at Salsa.


"His food, Mas," said Salsa as she walked to fetch water for Zidan


Gluey! Gluey! Gluey!


Zidan gulped down the water Salsa gave him until the water in the glass ran out. Then he stood up carrying his breakfast before entering the saung in front of the room.


Salsa followed him while smiling.


In the saung Zidan greedily ate his breakfast, not until the five minutes of breakfast on his plate was up. Zidan looked at the Salsa plate that had just run out a little.


"Heis, why did you eat it so long?" Zidan grumbled in a soft voice.


"Eating must be enjoyed, Mas," Salsa said, looking at Zidan's annoyed face.


"Here I help bribe," said Zidan offered, so that Salsa quickly spend breakfast.


"No need I can eat alone, really," rejected Salsa who deliberately allowed her bribes.


"Heis, eat porridge only use in chewed," snorted Zidan who noticed how to eat Salsa.


"Look, love me dong," salsa sneered.


Zidan may have rough face and hair.


"Armgh!"


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