Forced to Marry a Cold Man
Masks

Nadia woke up from her sleep when the sunlight began to burst into her eyes that were still closed. "Uahhmmm" he said that he had been sitting still moving his hands to the right and to the left.

Her eyes were looking out the window which already looked very bright, "What time is it?? kok can wake up late until not praying at dawn, duh would be willing to sleep on a soft mattress kayak so where cold again use AC," still with his morning grunts he while rushing towards the bathroom with his legs slightly limping to take ablution.

Nadia immediately performed the morning prayer, she was very calm with her prayer movements, the face she wore was the same face that she wore in the Prosperous orphanage.

"God, thank you for the unexpected surprise you gave me, he looked rude and used to bully me but I felt grateful that the man who married me, he said, let go of everything he has to do and make him happy for helping me,"

After he finished with his prayer activities he continued to read the Quran which he had brought from the orphanage, only after that he folded and returned the face to its original place, Nadia is very neat and meticulous for the things around her.

The girl looked at the clock on the screen, already at 6:00, Nadia's inner.

"I have to look around and ask a few things so as not to be confused looking for food ingredients like yesterday night, but my legs still hurt and a little sore," he said while massaging his ankle.

"Okay, just a wound like this, before it was also worse, the spirit of Nadia ca ca ca ca," said Nadia cheered herself up and smiled.

Nadia came out of the room with the normal steps possible, she looked around and immediately came down from the stairs as many maids were cooking and cleaning.

"Why don't you guys clean the top too ?" ask Nadia.

"If the young master is at home, we will clear the upper area if the young master has already left for work, miss" explained one of the maids.

"Why ?"

"Because you will be disturbed by us, miss" he said.

"What's bothering you, you're just cleaning" asked Nadia again.

"Because of our voices, miss" said one of them.

"His head works only with your strength not with your mouth, who will hire someone who can only huddle," Nadia said then walking away to meet Audrey's aunt who was seen in the kitchen.

"Well miss," they said simultaneously.

"You're acting like this hostess Nadia ?" asked Ibra who was already standing gallantly in the middle of the stairs.

All the servants lowered their heads when they saw Ibra, they did not dare to look at the handsome face of their young master.

"I don't play a role, I just tell them, not to work with a lot of talk that will make you angry" Nadia explained.

Ibra frowned, this girl sometimes looks like a fool, sometimes looks serious like this, is it just a mask? which one is the real one? " inner Ibra wondered about Nadia's attitude.

"All of you go, prepare some food!!" ibra's orders are firm.

"Nadia's coming with me, we have something to talk about" he told Nadia.

"OK" said Nadia then followed Ibra's steps.

"Om can walk a little slower, Nadia can not compensate for the footsteps," said Nadia when pain again felt in her ankle.

Ibra turned his head but still ignored the words of Nadia, he even accelerated and lengthened his steps so that Nadia was getting more difficult.

"Om intentionally right? om always naughty !!" said Nadia who still did not get an answer from Ibra.

"Maybe it was sudden budeg," he said again deliberately fishing Ibra.

"Hey who did you break up with?" ibra snapped by turning her body to look at Nadia.

"Hehe. don't be angry" said Nadia, grimacing.

"You always piss me off little girls" Ibra said.

"Om who always silences me" replied Nadia.

Nadia just smiled, if the more in answer Ibra will be more upset, but om very funny, she is very easily angry for trivial things.

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The Attar Family Home

The mansion was still very quiet as usual, the wedding decorations were no longer there at all, like there was no event of the night. Attar quickly moves to use his powers to eliminate all possible evidence to put his family to shame.

Aisyah and Attar are both awake and sitting in the back garden of the house where her son's wedding was held last night.

"Lusy, Mul sir come here !!!" call Attar a little hard.

"Why is daddy looking for them this early ?" asked Aisyah while sipping warm tea on the table.

"I need to know about Ibra and my son-in-law" he said softly.

"You love your son very much" a smile appeared on Aisha's lips.

Attar smiled at his wife, "our son, he is our son" he said.

"Where they are, are they starting not to hear me" he told Aisyah.

"You're getting old dad, maybe your voice isn't loud enough until they don't hear it, hahahah" Aisyah teased as she laughed at her husband.

"I'll prove it now" a grin appeared on Attar's lips.

"Lusy, Mul, you don't want this job anymore?" he shouted very loudly.

Before long Lusy and Mr. Mul approached towards them. "yes sir" they replied simultaneously.

"Do you no longer want to work?" said again.

"Sorry sir,"

"How's my son ?" ask Attar

"The young master brought Miss Nadia back to the main house of hers, sir" said Mr. Mul.

A smile appeared on Aisyah's lips after hearing Mr. Mul's words, "You're sure my son brought Nadia home ?" asked Nadia again with excitement.

"Yes, ma'am, but according to our servant who became the eyes there he both slept in separate rooms." added Mr. Mul.

"No, no news he returned to the main house was good enough, the house was special for women who will be Ibra's wife, meaning she has received Nadia," said Aisyah increasingly happy.

"Loving Nadia is so easy, the girl is smart, she will know who the opponent and friends are in one look, her accuracy is amazing and know how to behave, she will know how to act, it's just that the girl is still not very confident when in the spotlight and appears in front of many people," Attar said again by holding his chin.

"But sir," cut Lusy.

"What's up ?" the two looked towards Lusy.

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