Forced to Marry a Cold Man
Ibra and Louis

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

Everyone looked down without being able to answer Ibra's words, "sit down immediately and report the work of the young master well," said Sakti mediated.

"This is a draft of the young master," said Sakti gave a few sheets of paper in front of Ibra.

"Please begin," said Sakti next then pull the seat that is right in front of the left Ibra.

The atmosphere of the meeting room was really gripping as per Sakti's estimation, all the directors in each line were really made a confusion by Ibra, the man was really very intelligent, especially in the calculation of numbers. There are so many errors of numbers that are revised several times by him without using a counting tool that makes people more astonished to see it.

"Young master is indeed the best," Inner Sakti.

"Continue the acquisition, prove that you are really useful" he said and then went on to be followed by Sakti.

When Ibra completely left the room the sound of breath and boisterous relief of the directors was heard clearly.

"It's really stressful."

"Why young master can be so serious."

"We better wait here before the appointed hour."

"I can die young if it continues like this."

The rumors came out of the mouths of company directors who could now breathe a sigh of relief after the departure of Ibra and Sakti, the greatness and thoroughness of Ibra really cannot be doubted.

Ibra walked with long steps towards her room, her sense of regret really made her want to destroy something.

"I'll ask people to prepare your breakfast, sir," said Sakti.

"You're prepared, I don't want anyone else" he said in a still unfriendly tone.

Sakti opened the door of the Ibra room first, it was true that the chair was completely replaced with a new one, not only that, the design was also very suitable and in harmony with the design of the Ibra room.

Ibra walked to the sofa and sat himself there, in contrast to Sakti who first arranged and prepared breakfast right in front of Ibra.

"Gacil prepared all this, he thought I was clumsily able to eat this much food ?" said again.

"Miss wants us to share with some employees as well as master," explained Sakti.

"He even had to borrow my money, but it was very generous to others. The girl really is," Ibra said shaking her head.

"You've done an investigation into his slightly strange attitude ?" ask Ibra.

"Miss is just acting like that in front of the two of us," explained Sakti.

Ibra stared at the food in front of her, "watch out if it's not good, gacil," then began to put a little food in her mouth.

"Lumayan, it's delicious, it feels like it could be this delicious, uh why I'm so complimenting him.But it's really delicious," his mind that keeps putting a few pieces of food into his mouth.

"Eat here, he also brought this for you, no" Ibra said.

"Good sir"

"Continue your report on Nadia, what's she just acting like in front of us ?" ibra asked while chewing the food.

"According to the information I received, the lady is very good at reading the gestures of someone, sir, so the lady knows how to behave to others. It's a form of self-defense."

"That's why she's so ordinary, she's even so easy to cry with me. Because she knows we're not the ones who can harm her ?" tanya Ibra made sure.

"Master, it is obviously very different miss who is now with the miss we met first in the restaurant is not it," smiled Sakti.

"That was the young lady who was actually the master, she was very kind, friendly and easy to smile at, a haughty and rigid mask that she put on only when she felt herself in danger, as in the presence of great masters and madams, also before us when we first met"

"About his family how ?" ibra's mouth was still chewing nonstop.

"It's been eighteen years sir, I need more time to find the evidence" explained Sakti.

Ibra heard Sakti's explanation with her mouth still chewing, she did not realize that some boxes had even run out, "hurry to eat, are you not hungry ?" ask Ibra.

"Sir what should I eat ?" tanya Sakti returned while pointing at some of the already empty side dish boxes.

Ibra looked at Sakti's hand, "Well, where did all the dishes go ?" tanyakanya.

"You've eaten everything sir," said Sakti sadly.

"It's definitely not me, I can't possibly eat this much, I just heard you talking since just now, How can it run out ?" said again.

"Your mouth hasn't even stopped chewing since the young master," his mind was saddened to not have the opportunity to eat the food made by Nadia.

"There's still food you can eat, you can eat it's okay" he said lightly pointing to the box containing vegetables.

"It's just vegetables, you are absolutely consistent not to eat grass master," he said in his heart but still took the vegetables and ate them.

Ibra was seen flipping through the files on her desk, there were two stacks of files she had to learn today, "I just didn't log in for two days but the files were already this much, he said, you take care of everything. I want everything to go smoothly" he ordered.

"Okay sir,"

Sakti was about to clean up the table he had eaten this morning, more precisely in the morning at noon, hehe. But the sound of knocking on the door had to stop its activities.

Tok tok tok tok

"Log in" said Sakti.

Appeared one of the female employees who was deliberately assigned Sakti in front to guide guests or people who had an appointment with Ibra, "What's wrong ?"

"There's a guy named Louis in Pak Sakti's waiting room, he said there's been an appointment with the President" the woman explained.

Sakti looked at Ibra first for approval, "let her in" Ibra said.

"Make a drink" Sakti said again.

No matter how long, a man with a well-built body filled walking into the room Ibra, a tall body with a handsome face that came with a smile on his lips. What age really does not fade the aura and good looks of the man.

"For a long time did not see Mr. Ibra,"

"This voice..?" said Ibra then raised her head which had been staring at the file on the table.

There was a slight frown on his forehead, "Louis ?" said again.

"It's an honor if you still know me" the man smiled.

"Uncle, you ?" Ibra moved her body to approach Louis.

"How are you?, you're getting more handsome now," he said sincerely.

"Cyber ?" asked Ibra who was frowning.

"The person behind the Cyber screen who has been looking for everyone is uncle ?" ask Ibra again.

The man just smiled.