Forced to Marry a Cold Man

Forced to Marry a Cold Man
Old brother


"Basar Gacil gini buluk shoes are still in use, throw away let me buy a new one," he said himself then grabbed the two shoes, but his eyes saw some things were in the shoes.


"Blood ?"


"How could there be blood in Gacil's shoes, it's a gini hole in front of him" he said.


"Don't..... "


His mind immediately remembered with Nadia, he immediately went into the car to pick up the P3K box stored in the drawer of each car and then walked into the house looking for Nadia's whereabouts, Nadia, the girl was trying to walk with the dishes to the kitchen.


"How could he keep walking on such feet, you stupid Gacil, " said Ibra.


Ibra immediately walked up to Nadia, he took some plates that were in the hand of the girl.


"Ah o ngagetin aja," he said.


Ibra walked towards the kitchen and put the dirty dishes in the dishwasher then came back and pulled Nadia's hand slowly.


"Why om?" his question was still confused by Ibra's attitude.


Ibra led and sat Nadia on the sofa where they had eaten before, the difference is now that she was sitting on the carpet right under the chair, "Om why, sit here. Why are you sitting down?" ask the little girl.


"Give me your leg ?"


"Huh legs ?" asked Nadia who still did not understand the direction of Ibra's conversation.


"Awww om," cried Nadia who reflexively held onto her ankle.


Not getting an answer from his little wife, Ibra forcibly pulled Nadia's leg. At the tip of the toes was seen blood both that had begun to dry and wounds that were still wet, there were even some lumps filled with water that was ready to erupt at any time. Not enough with that, the ankle looks swollen bluish due to the fall of Nadia last night.


"How can you keep walking on foot like this?" Ibra snapped and grabbed the p3k box he had prepared on the table earlier.


The man's hand shrewdly treated Nadia's legs, the girl just silently did not budge at all, the occasional sobbing of tears coming out of her mouth.


"You were very brave before, why now so whiny like this," said Ibra again a little ketus.


"How can you take care of me and take care of me when you can't, you still have to take care of me for five years. "


The man still continues to grumble with Nadia who is increasingly sobbing at his chatter, not angry that the girl feels noticed by Ibra.


"Why are you crying so much, did I bite you ?" ibra asked again with a little annoyance.


The little girl made her sobbing hard, since then she had wanted to cry, not only for the wounds on her legs but also for the way of her life.


"From now on clean your wounds every day, don't get exposed to water, okay?"


"Hey, answer me don't just shut up and cry like this,"


Not getting an answer from Nadia, Ibra now moved from her seat. He hesitated to speak, seeing Nadia crying like this confused him.


"I'm sorry." said Ibra.


But Ibra had not been able to continue his words, "can Nadia consider om as Nadia's older brother, regardless of the agreement we have agreed about marriage," said the girl with a face still down.


Ibra was silent, she was still digesting the words that the little girl said, her forehead shrinking. "All women always want to be close to me as a lover or wife, even many are willing to go up to my bed to get close to me, why she who is real already a legitimate wife even wants to be a sister," his inner.


"Whatever"


Ibra got up from her seat, but her steps stopped. "Thank you" said the girl, looking up at Ibra.


"Smiling, he smiled just because of something as trivial as this,"


"Stop crying and wait here, I'll call the doctor to check your wound, you crybaby" he said, then turned around and left. There was a smile on the lips of the man.


Ibra walked to her room leaving Nadia who is still looking at her, she took a cellphone on her nightstand and then typed something.


Call dr. Luna come here, hurry!!!


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Drtt


"Young master... "


Sakti stopped his car on the sidewalk, and opened the message sent by Ibra.


Call dr. Luna come here, hurry!!!


"Who is sick, to have to call Dr. Luna, is as serious as that until Luna has to intervene" said Sakti a little confused but immediately contacted dr. Luna as wanted by Ibra.


"Hello Lun,"


"What's wrong? I have to do an important operation now,"


"Young master wants you to check it out now, come quickly before he gets angry" he said.


"What happened to Ibra ? I have to do the surgery,"


"Come, you know besides you the young master doesn't trust anyone to check on him, the patient leaves for surgery by another doctor, I'll immediately send compensation to his family,"


"The two of you are always a hassle" said the woman then decided to call unilaterally.


***


A middle-aged man was now sitting on the oversized chair in his house, his face was clearly very unfriendly as he wanted to kill whoever was in front of him.


"What are you guys doing exactly?" the man snapped so hard that it echoed across the room.


"We're sorry, sir" said several people who were at the same place.


"How dare the rats want to finish off the people under my protection, Ibra is not a person who can be touched by just anyone," he snapped again, this time getting louder, harder and harder, his anger got more and more out of control when he got the information about what happened to Ibra.


"We will take better care of Mr Ibra in the future" said one of them.


"You should have looked after him today" said the man with a sharp look at his subordinates one by one.


"Who is he?"


"Mr Abrar who has collaborated with Ms. Bella, sir," explained one of the others with a still lowered gaze.


The man now smiled, a very scary smile, "What disaster will happen after this, something is always terrible when the master has smiled like that," muttered several people in his heart


"Ibra, Ibrahim Muhammad Attar, the man who will be your master in the future, he does not need to dirty his hands to finish off a bunch of rats like them,"


The grin looks even scarier, "we blew up their car, sir" said one of them.


"When it comes to people who want to play around with Ibra, blowing up or skinning them won't be enough,"


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