Forced to Marry a Cold Man
Ibra Mood

Ibra and Sakti have now arrived at their company, as early as the morning, there will be some senior employees who will welcome them when getting out of the car.

"Welcome young master." they said simultaneously.

"Go back to work quietly" Sakti said as Ibra walked past them to the elevator.

Sakti follows Ibra who is currently entering the elevator, with long legs and food supplies that he carries he walks quickly to follow Ibra.

"Please young master, let me" he said as Ibra pressed the elevator button herself.

The elevator door that brought them was closed, many whispers among the employees who had seen the two number one people in this company had walked past.

"Wahh seems like Pak Sakti already has a future wife, this is the first time he brought food supplies from home, many anyway," said some of them lethargic

"Yes yes, duh duh deh ideals so mistress Sakti,"

"Uhhhh they both outnumber even the actor actors who come in and out of this company every day,"

"It's right, Mr. Ibra is super duper," said one employee then gave a thumbs up to his other friends.

"The heart melts into the clay of Sakti's brother,"

Many of their other babbles, every morning they will adore Ibra and magic like a mandatory routine that loses if left behind.

In contrast to the frenzy that occurred below, the highest floor in the company was silent without a sound. Because being on the same floor as the president of the director makes all employees who work on that floor always look calm.

The aura emanated from the self of Ibra is always charming and able to hypnotize the eyes of everyone who sees it, not only about good looks, but how to behave, dignity, dignity, and the problem solving he showed at the company really became a plus he had. Despite his irritable attitude, he was truly a perfect man.

"I will prepare a snack for you first for you before the young master's morning meeting, your schedule today will be ready in two minutes at your table" explained Sakti.

"Just do it as usual, you don't have to report something like that to me every day" he said.

"Please enter the young master" Sakti said as he opened the door for Ibra.

Ibra's steps stopped when he saw her secretary was now sitting on her oversized chair, the woman seemed to still be unaware of Ibra's arrival in the room, Sakti was about to come forward and reprimand her, but Ibra's hand pulled her arm a sign of "enough, let me just,"

"You want that chair ?" ibra asked his secretary.

The woman immediately flipped her chair and immediately stood up when she saw that Ibra had looked at her sharply, even Sakti was looking at her no less creepy.

"Ahh ma af tu an," said the woman stammering.

"You want a chair like that, let Sakti put it on your desk" Ibra said with a serious face.

"I'm just trying to see if this chair is still comfortable for you, sir, I'm not thinking about anything else" he said with sweat that had filled his forehead with nervousness.

Ibra approached him, the man walked over and looked at his secretary, "What salary does this company give you ?" ask Ibra who is now right in front of him. The look in Ibra's eyes at this time is very difficult to understand whether he is angry or not

"No sir,"

"Go !" ibra said slowly but with great emphasis.

After the sound of the door closing, Sakti reached into the phone in his pocket, "Immediately open the new young master secretary vacancy, I want a letter of termination at this time also without severance." say sakti quickly then immediately close the phone connection without waiting for the answer of the person who is the interlocutor.

Brakkk

The swivel chair was turned upside down on the floor, Ibra hated someone touching her belongings, her explosive temper would be active ninety-five percent when in the office.

"Sit on the young master's sofa, I'll change your seat immediately,"

"How dare she dream of being my mistress, she thought sitting there could make her my nyonyak, the bottom of a cheap woman," she said with veins that had come out of her forehead and jaw.

"Aishh that damn secretary messed with the mood of the young master this morning, you all die with a meeting later," Inner Sakti.

"Just set the meeting now, I don't want to wait. After the meeting, there should be a new chair" he asked.

"Every one is always a young master" he said.

"I will prepare your snacks first," said Sakti again.

"I don't want to eat anymore" he said, then left.

"Bas with the damn woman, I can't even wait to try the food made by the lady, but the woman messed it up." - furious Sakti.

There was a sound of crying from outside the room, precisely the woman who became a secretary was now crying while packing her belongings, Ibra even just passed by and said nothing.

In contrast to Sakti, he approached the woman with, "You should know what the young master likes and dislikes, it is so presumptuous to sit in his great chair like today, you think the young master will feel sorry for you because of your beauty," Sakti said, gripping the woman's face rough.

"You're just trash that I can clean up easily, just pray that there are still companies that will accept you" he threatened.

"I'm sorry, sir, I'm guilty" said the woman trembling, water droplets even coming out of her eyes,

"Pronounce your guilt to the innocent people who will soon run out of anger with your young master" he said, then headed to the meeting room.

The woman just cried lamenting her stupidity for not being able to hold back, "why am I so stupid like earlier, Argggh" sobbed the woman by squeezing her hands together.

***

The Meeting Room

"You think this is all a joke, huh ?" ask Ibra hard.

"Where are they all ?" the question is getting louder.

Sakti who heard her master's screams even from outside immediately rushed into the meeting room, "That really brought the woman's disaster, I have to make my own calculations to her later,"

The room was still in the air because many of the chiefs had not yet arrived, "Rilex young master, sit down, I'll take care of it for you for only two minutes, give me two minutes," kata Sakti then presses the emergency button connected to the alarm that is already installed throughout the company.

"Are you tired of working here ?" snapped it.