Om the CEO is Galak That's My Husband
Meatballs

An hour longer, Zidan urgently on the bed, holding back because of Salsa's naughty fingers.it feels like he currently wants to pounce on the body of Salsa who is lying there. But he kept it off.

He then went to the bathroom flushing his body with a cold shower, until the temperature in his body returned to normal.

The night is getting late. Salsa who had fallen asleep is now back awake because of the attack of hunger that suddenly came. He saw Zidan lying there.

"Mas, Mas, Mas." Salsa called Zidan but there was no answer. he then sat shifting his body by crawling on the bed, sitting next to Zidan who was asleep. It does not bear the feeling that she built her husband who looks to sleep so soundly, even he did not know that Zidan could just fall asleep after a night bath because of his actions. But his hunger could not be stopped until the morning.

"Mas...., Mas...., Mas.

"Hhm," Zidan wriggled his body against Salsa but his eyes were still not open.

"Mas woke up, I was hungry," Salsa whined as she continued to shake Zidan's body.

"Ck, call the waiter back" snorted Zidan, who was still closing his eyes in his sleep.

"But I want to eat Mas's meatballs," his whining is not in Zidan's response.

"If Mas doesn't want to buy it, I call Mama Maria to buy it," Salsa was about to stand up from the bed to pick up the phone she put on the study table.

"Eish, don't call him, let me tell Jefri to buy him." Zidan sat down with his hands grabbing the phone on the nightstand.

"But I don't want it wrapped up, I want it to eat there,"

"Esh, don't ask for Sabila's assortment see it's already one night" Zidan snorted as he showed the clock on his phone screen.

Salsa was just silent while holding her flat stomach with a plain face she was pitying like begging.

Zidan who saw her lazily stood up from the bed and walked into the bathroom.

"Last night she easily left me to sleep, now she's waking me up asking for weird food" Zidan grumbled as he stepped into the bathroom. After washing his face, Zidan came out of the bathroom, walked into the closet to pick up a jacket and put it on, and he also took a yellow hoodie sweater that Salsa bought first.

"Wear this," Zidan, who was standing next to the bed, gave the sweater to Salsa.

Vigorously Salsa got up from the bed taking the sweater in Zidan's hand and wearing it.

"Assyik, now we go eat meatballs," he said as he held Zidan's arm stepped out of the room.

The moment Zidan opened the main door of the mension and stepped out. The guards who were standing guard were joking around playing chess and some were playing dominoes, while everyone stood up to see Zidan and Salsa coming out of the mansion.

The guards and guards were amazed to mix with fear, because they never thought before, Zidan would come out at that hour.

Usually Zidan will fire those who are negligent when doing his duty. But in the middle of the night, Zidan called Jefri and told him to start the engine. After that Zidan and Salsa got into the car without caring for the bodyguards who were standing in fear.

"Where are we going, sir?" Jefri asked when the car he was driving had left the ministry.

"Buy meatball bang. Do you know where a good meatball stall is?" sela Salsa answered Jefri.

"Was madam cravings?" Jefri immediately guessed to make Zidan remember if his wife is currently pregnant.

"No wonder, it feels like Salsa really wants to eat a big meatball, use a lot of sambal. Uffhh.

"Well, that means the madam's really ngida-,"

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The car that Jefri drove had arrived at a meatball stall that was famous for its delicacy in the city, but unfortunately the meatball stall was closed, because it is only open there until eleven o'clock at night even sometimes it is still nine meatballs there is up because many customers who buy.

"Dong mas, the stall is closed." whined Salsa at Zidan who was still sitting in the car.

"Yes you did, asked for it already midnight," Zidan's answer was so silly not his persuasion but as if to blame his wife.

"Damn mas. Anyway I don't want to know, I want to eat meatballs now!" Salsa who was upset shifted her seat away from Zidan.

"Yes already! Jeff came to all the meatball stalls in this city who knows there are still open," Zidan ordered Jefri.

Jefri restarts his car, comes to some meatball stalls that he knows, but unfortunately it's closed and that are still open but their meatballs are all gone.

"Darling, don't you want anything else? Chicken noodles or whatever," Zidan bargained.

"No. I want the meatballs, anyway I want the meatballs, period." his reply did not want to be offered anything.

"But we're looking where else to go, baby! It's two o'clock in the morning" Zidan said, sounding surrendered.

Salsa did not answer, she leaned her head back, her eyes were now sleepy again.

"Yes, we've been looking for another meatball stall that's still open."

"Road now Jeff!"

Jefri again drove his car through the streets to find a meatball stall that was still open. While Zidan shifted his seat to approach Salsa whose head had drooped because it had fallen asleep.

Zidan rested Salsa's sleeping head on her shoulder, one hand holding Salsa's head against her shoulder.

"Master, it's in front there is a meatball stall that is still open," said Jefri who has slowed the pace of his car.

"Yes, you stop, and ask if the meatballs are still there" said Zidan slowly because he did not want Salsa to wake up.

"Okay, sir," replied Jefri who also lowered his voice and parked his car on the side of the road.

Slowly Jefri got out of the car and into the meatball stall. Not long after Jefri again walked to the car.

"The meatballs are still there, sir" Jefri said after opening the car door and returning inside to park his car in front of the meatball yard.

"Darling, wake up dear," Zidan gently rubbed Salsa's head to build her right.

"I was so sleepy" Salsa laid her head on Zidan's thighs.

"Saying he would eat meatballs, this was his meatballs already there," Zidan's hand still gently rubbed Salsa's head.

"We go home, I'm so sleepy" Salsa replied without opening her eyes.

Zidan rolled his eyes as if he could not believe what his wife was saying.