Om the CEO is Galak That's My Husband
Head of stomachache

"What the hell is mas? screaming is like in the woods!" snapped Salsa when she was in the room.

"Honey, come here" Zidan patted the pillow next to her without caring about Salsa's upset face.

"What?" said Salsa ketus, but when he saw the handsome face of his husband who put on a face of compassion, he felt unbearable not to obey his will.

"Here," Zidan whined with an increasingly parched face asking Salsa to come closer.

"Do you need anything?" salsa's voice turned soft as she stepped closer to her husband.

"Lay here! mas's body was extremely cold, "Zidan bent his hands together like a person in the cold.

"Where was the drug? Did you drink it already? salsa asked after that he lay down beside Zidan.

"Dear, baby" Zidan replied as he approached his body about to hug Salsa.

"Not lying, is it?" Salsa looked at her husband's face a little suspiciously.

"Yes, I've been drinking it. Baby." his kekeh lied, he then hugged Salsa's body like that, with faces facing each other.

*

It had been an hour or so Salsa accompanied Zidan on the bed, but there had been no signs of Zidan getting sleepy, or wanting to sleep. He hugged Salsa and looked at her face.

Dreet. Dreet. Dreet. 

Salsa's phone on the nightstand vibrates.

"Please first, I'll pick up the phone" said Salsa asking Zidan to let go of his embrace.

"Leave it! Is that phone call more important than your husband" Zidan further tightened his embrace, like not wanting to stay even for a little while.

"But mas-. "Salsa's speech stopped because Zidan's lips have now been******* his lips, after which release him back.

Salsa could only snort angrily without being able to resist the will of her husband who looked extremely possessive hugging his body. It ignores the vibration of the phone ringing in a slow tone on the nightstand.

A few minutes later the door was knocked from the outside. Salsa looked at the door.

"Madam, there's someone outside looking" said a voice from behind the door.

Who else is it! Just interrupt," Zidan grumbled.

"I opened the door first yes mas," said Salsa asked permission.

"Let's just go! you wait here!" zidan insisted, then he got up from the bed and walked towards the door.

Isn't she sick?

inner Salsa was astonished by the eye that was fiddling to see Zidan walking leisurely opening the door.

Salsa continued to notice Zidan standing at the door talking to someone, surely he was talking to the person who knocked on his room door earlier. Zidan turned to look at Salsa who was sitting leaning on the bed after which he stepped out and closed the door.

After Zidan came out of the room. Salsa grabs her mobile phone on the nightstand, she sees two missed calls from Santi, before she calls her back.

One time the call was not answered by Santi, on the second call the phone connection was just connected.

"What pain are you Sa?" ask Santi when the phone is connected.

"No, I'm not sick!" salsa replied, a little surprised by her best friend's question.

"Lho..., your man just told me you were sick, and you needed rest" Santi replied.

"When did you meet my husband?" ask Salsa wonder.

"Now, I am again in front of your palace, but it is forbidden to enter by the security guard, and just now your husband came to see me saying that you are sick, "Santi replied.

"Wait there, I'm out now!" Salsa rushes out of bed after turning off her phone, but the door to the room is opened by Zidan.

"You're out!" ketus Salsa who continued to step through the body of Zidan who stood in front of the door. Salsa stepped quickly towards the gate where Santi was waiting for her.

"Where is the lady going?" ask the security guard at the gate.

Salsa did not answer the security guard's question, she continued to step through the small door beside the security guard post.

"Santi....," cried Salsa calling, as she saw Santi standing not far from her.

"Finally the princess came out as well" Santi said as he walked closer to Salsa.

"Oh, what the hell is San,"

"Once it's over, it's like to see the king's daughter just me" said Santi annoyed.

"Come on, let's go in, '" Salsa took his best friend's hand.

"Can this? Later I was kicked out with your man, too" said Santi, but Salsa continued to pull his best friend's hand into the small door that passed her earlier.

"Wait for Salsa! That's the taxi driver still waiting for me," said Santi who stopped Salsa's footsteps.they saw a man sitting on a duck bike on the side of the road.

"Oo, yes, you have told me to go first" said Salsa, then release Santi's hand held by her.

"Who will I go to school with?" santi asked who was still standing in front of Salsa.

"Hhmm, I'll ask Jefri to take you, please" Salsa replied, Santi then walked over to the taxi driver who was still standing by the road, after the taxi driver had left, he again approached Salsa, who was waiting for him at the gate.

"Udah right? come on in," Salsa again holding Santi's hand stepped into the mension.

Well, is this Sa's house or palace?" Santi stared in admiration at the magnificent building before entering inside. Just like Salsa when he first saw the building.

"No need to bring her in" Salsa pulled her best friend's arm back.

"But this is really cool Sa, look at the fountain," said Santi whose hands are still drawn Salsa.

**

In the main room, Salsa invited Santi to sit down before calling bi Marni, after which he again sat next to Santi.

"Do you know where I live here San?" Salsa asked after she sat down next to Santi.

"I'm looking for it myself, but before that I've checked the location of your phone. After that I'm the same people at the crossroads there, finally nyampe deh here," replied Santi whose eyes continued to circulate to see the items in the main room.

"All right now, I'm going to go back in your bag and cell phone, too,"

"His phone you wear San, I also have a new one, later I say deh same mas," reply Salsa while removing the phone from the bag that Santi just returned.

"No need to Sa, disinclined me," refused Santi but his eyes continued to look at the phone that Salsa put on the table.

"Sorry madam, this is her drink" said Marni, who had just come with a drink on a tray and placed it on the table.

"Thank you bi" Salsa said before Marni left.

Dreet. Dreet. Dreet. 

Salsa's mobile phone located on the table again rang, he saw a photo of Zidan plastered on the screen of his phone.

"San, wait a minute, yes" Salsa stood up and stepped inside her room. In the room he saw Zidan who was lying down by bending his legs forward while holding his stomach, grimacing like he was holding back pain.

"Mas, why?" Panicked Salsa immediately walked up to Zidan and sat down beside the bed while rubbing her forehead.

"The head of the mas hurts so dear," said Zidan while hugging Salsa's waist sitting beside the bed.

How strange? The head hurts, but why is the stomach in the hold? 

salsa was astonished.