Om the CEO is Galak That's My Husband
Sulking

"Take him home now!" Disappointed, Zidan let go of his hand, which was holding Salsa's, and then walked away.

"Mas, wait!" call Salsa to try to stop Zidan's steps, but Zidan was deaf, he continued to walk away from Salsa and Maria.

Salsa just stood staring at Zidan's back who continued walking forward without chasing after him.

"Darling, why don't you go home with your husband?" Maria who was behind him asked.

"Salsa wanted to take the mas home with us ma." he replied as he turned to face Maria.

Maria smiled, she knew her daughter-in-law's true intentions, but she also knew the stubbornness of her son.

"Darling, don't force your husband, maybe he needs time to be able to take your mama back" said Maria, who always sounded soft in Salsa's ears.

Maria approached Salsa, held her shoulders, and inserted curls slightly over her daughter-in-law's face into her ears.

"Yes, we go home now! Mama does not want your mas will be raging again, if we are too long here," said Maria who was nodding Salsa's head.

On the way home, Maria told a little story about Zidan's behavior as a child first. Salsa was more interested in hearing her when Maria told her that Zidan was very often jealous of her papa. Even from the story of Maria Zidan so adorable and very spoiled, not like today. That looks cold and stiff.

**

Zidan, who had arrived at the Mension, waited for Salsa behind the gate. Every now and then he saw a clock that was coiled around his wrist. It had been more than five minutes he was waiting but Maria's car had not been seen.

A few seconds later from a distance Zidan saw the accompaniment of the car he recognized already visible. He rushed into the session and sat on the sofa in the main room.

While waiting for Salsa to enter the ministry, Zidan pulled out his phone and played his fingers there like it looked very focused, but the corner of his eye always stole a glance towards the main door.

Maria's car stopped just outside the Mension gate. Then go again after Salsa comes down.

After Maria's car was not seen again, Salsa stepped into the mension, she also greeted several guards and guards seen there. He also saw Zidan's car parked in the courtyard.

"Bang jeff, Zidan's been here a long time?" salsa asked jefri

"About ten minutes ago madam, but you were standing here for a long time" replied Jefri.

"Oo, thank you bang," Salsa then stepped inside the mension.

Still at the door, Mata Salsa immediately caught Zidan sitting on the sofa.

Salsa walked around sneaking close to the sofa, her intention wanting to shock Zidan who had already seen her ever since she walked into the mension. But Zidan tried to put up his flat face.

"Take a guess who this is." Salsa who was already standing behind the sofa closed Zidan's eyes with both palms.

"No need to joke Salsabila!" zidan said with a firm voice.

"Current. Kok mas can tell, anyway," Salsa walked and immediately sat next to Zidan who put on a sour face.

"Sit down, I'm going to the room" Zidan raised Salsa's head above her thighs.

"Mas why?" Salsa asked when she saw Zidan who had stood up from his seat, but Zidan did not answer he instead walked into the room leaving Salsa who was still sitting on the sofa.

Right said mama, surely she's sulking again at this time. 

salsa was smiling.

***

The night of his day.

Salsa, who had just finished her schoolwork, walked up to Zidan who was sitting leaning on the bed with a laptop on her thighs.

Salsa crawled on top of the bed and blew the nape of Zidan's neck, which from then on looked very busy with his leptop.

Although he felt something when Salsa teased him, but what is the power of Zidan who is still sulking because this afternoon Salsa prefers to go home with Maria, holding the passion that spreads in his body. But he let go how far Salsa wanted to tease him.

Zidan closed his work leptop and put it on the nightstand, before lying on his back to Salsa.

But Salsa was increasingly desperate to tease, he lay his body on Zidan's back, sambari kiss and bite slowly Zidan's neck. Just like Zidan often does when they're making out.

"Mas don't want that, do you? tonight," he whispered in Zidan's ear. With both of his mischievous hands that had now infiltrated into Zidan's upper pajamas fumbled at the stomach filled with muscles like torn bread.

"No," Zidan replied briefly, but the answer from his mouth and the reaction received by his body was not synchronized, but, his body at this time as in the flow of electric shock that immediately spread to all sharaf points.

"Yakin nih do not want to," he whispered while biting the earlobe Zidan, his hands were getting naughty guerrilla infiltrated into the chest area Zidan growing fine hairs there.

Almost Zidan moaned because he held back the pleasure of his soft fingers touch his wife who played in his front body. Plus Salsa's lips are still rubbing Zidan's neck, sometimes Salsa also suck her husband's neck that sometimes even bite her like a dracula.

Why is he so naughty, I can't stand it anymore if he keeps doing this. 

Zidan tried to restrain the pleasure from escaping his mouth. Moreover, one side of Salsa guerrilla hand has now infiltrated into the pajamas under Zidan.

"Sleep," Zidan's voice sounded so hoarse, he caught one hand of Salsa playing on his chest. But let one hand of Salsa who had touched her little sister who had since been throbbing hard.

"Yes, if you don't want to. I'm sleeping!" Salsa whispered right in Zidan's ear and let go of the hand on her husband's body. Salsa then shifted her body to the corner of the bed as well as pulling a blanket to cover her body.

Why would he stop it? Oh..., Shit......! Why I told him to sleep. 

Zidan cursed himself. He slowly turned his back to look at Salsa who was already lying far away in the corner of the bed with a thick blanket wrapped around her body.

Now Zidan who felt restless he urgently rolled around in bed.