Om the CEO is Galak That's My Husband
Brought to the mension

"Nothing serious, wait a while longer the pain will disappear," said the doctor after examining Salsa's legs.

The doctor packed and closed his briefcase, then stood up to Raka.

"I left my critical patient, while getting a call from you," the doctor grumbled before stepping away from the ministry.

Raka just smiled faintly in response.

"Is your thigh still hurting, miss? " ask Raka after the doctor disappears from her sight.

Salsa nodded slowly.

"Just a little bit of pain, bang," his words confirmed the words of the doctor.

"Can the lady stand?" asked Raka who nodded at Salsa's head.

Then Salsa stood up, walking back and forth near the sofa while smiling at Raka.

"Alright lady, I am relieved to see it," said Raka.

"Can I go home, bang?" ask Salsa quietly

"If it's telling boss Zidan miss, I'm just doing what he's ordered" replied Raka.

"Issshh's! Why talk to that person first!" Salsa snorted in annoyance.

"Well miss then excuse me" Raka passed away.

Now in the room was only Salsa and three servants who came with Raka earlier, standing not far from Salsa sitting.

Salsa just quietly sat on that sofa, occasionally her eyes glanced at the 3 maids who were also standing still.

Taps.

Taps.

Taps.

Hearing footsteps from the stairs, Salsa turned to the source of the footsteps.

"Don't get him here, don't get him here," Salsa's mind with a bowed face.

Zidan's steps are getting closer. Salsa was still lowered her head, tightly hugging the school bag that was on her lap. Heartbeats that have no rules make it more short of breath.

"Have the doctor arrived?" ask Zidan to relax.

But not with Salsa hearing, her face grew tense.

"Su-Om already," Salsa replied nervously without seeing Zidan.

"Did the doctor check your leg?" ask Zidan again while pointing at Salsa's feet.

"It's Om," Salsa replied quickly with a nod of her head.

"Then what did he say?" zidan asked again his voice was still cold.

"My legs are fine, Om" replied Salsa stammered, now cold sweat had soaked her palms.

"Are you able to stand up now?" asked Zidan again, it was like asking a narapidana.

"Sudah om," balas Salsa singkat.

"Coba kau berdiri," titah Zidan.

Salsa then stood with her face still down.

"Can you walk?" ask Zidan.

Salsa nodded, at a glance he raised his eyeballs glanced at Zidan, then walked back and forth near the sofa

Zidan smiled thinly, so thin that no one would know if he was smiling at the moment.

'smart girl,' murmured her in the heart.

"Hey you, come here!" Zidan pointed at the three servants standing up.

One of the servants walked over to Zidan. "I am sir" said the maid after standing beside Zidan.

"Take this girl to the upper room" Zidan told the maid.

"Okay sir" the servant replied with his head lowered.

"Let's miss," the servant said to Salsa.

Salsa was still sitting.

"Let's miss" the waiter repeated.

"I want to go home Om," said Salsa ventured, her face still lowered in fear.

"Where to? Go home to the mother who kicked you out?" zidan asked cynically, while taking the phone out of his pants pocket.

"Do you know why my phone is like that?" zidan asked, putting the phone on the table.

Salsa saw the phone, yes it was the phone last night that he accidentally fell.

"Do you remember anything?" tanya Zidan pressed.

Salsa nodded slowly.

"Good, and I hope you will take responsibility" Zidan said, smiling sideways.

"But om.... If I can replace it after I finish the school exam, I will finish school I will find a job," said Salsa Iirih with a face still down.

Zidan nodded to his nutmeg, though he knew that the girl did not see him.

"But you have to stay here, until you can replace it. You know this is an expensive phone!" sukul Zidan explained.

"Ba-good Om," Salsa answered quickly with a nod of her head slowly.

"Good, keep your promise" said Zidan, who was answered with a nod to the head of Salsa.

"Now take this girl to the upper room?" tell Zidan to the waiter.

"Let's miss," said the waiter, starting to walk slowly in front.

Salsa ran a little following the waiter as it passed by Zidan who was standing.

"You go!" Zidan drove out the waiter who was still standing there.

"Wait.!" I heard Zidan's screams.

"Ready food and deliver it to the girl's room" she said.

"Okay sir," the waiter replied in unison.

Salsa and a manger are now on the second floor of the building. Salsa unceasingly turned left-right, circulating her gaze to all corners of the building she passed. From where he is now, he just realized this building is very big. In his view many doors on the second floor, whether it was any door he did not want to ask the waiter who delivered. Some large jars are also neatly arranged, as well as pots planted with flowers that he had never seen before. Salsa was fascinated by what she saw at this moment.

"Miss," the voice made her flinch, at the sight of her servant already opening a door.

"Please miss" said the waiter.

Salsa slowly walked up to the door of the room that the waiter opened. His gaze had already circulated into the room.

"This is the lady's room, come in" said the waiter.

"My room?" salsa asked convincingly.

"Yes, this is Miss's room. And there is the master's room" the servant replied, pointing to one of the doors not far from where they were standing.

"Ooo" Salsa nodded her head.

"Let's go, come in" said the waiter, opening the door wider.

Slowly Salsa swung her feet into the room, following the maid who had gone first.

"Am I going to sleep here too?" salsa asked looking in admiration at the luxurious room.

"Yes, miss" replied the waiter.

'Strange, Om is so rich, but why does he still ask me to change his broken phone? What else did he ask me to stay in a luxurious room like this. Does he have any evil intentions on me?" salsa in the heart.

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"Our lady told you to bring this food" said two servants standing at the door carrying food on trays.

'Why do they treat me like this?Like my queen, if it were like this, Salsa could only.

"I-iya come in" said Salsa who was directly accompanied by the two maids.

The two servants entered the room and placed the plate containing the food on the table.

Salsa who had been hungry since, now could only drool.

"Does anyone still need anything?" ask one of the servants.

"No," Salsa replied briefly, in fact he wanted the servants to leave immediately so that he could eat all the food on the table.

"Alright, then we'll excuse you, miss. If the lady needs anything, she can push the button" said one of the servants, pointing at the red tombul attached to the wall.

"Yes, thank you" said Salsa.

Then the servants came out of the room.

Without waiting any longer, Salsa immediately ate greedily all the food on the table.