Forced to Marry a Cold Man
Ice Cream
After the elevator door that brought Ibra closed, Sakti looked at everyone with her sharp gaze, she already understood that something would be bad if it had accumulated this much mass.
With a snap of a finger, the group of employees who were currently gathered in the lobby right in front of the elevator was surrounded by several people dressed in black.
Drap drape drape
Panicked boisterous sounds filled the entire lobby as the black-clothed man surrounded them.
"We just want to apologize to Mr. Ibra for hurting his wife, we don't have any evil intentions,"
"We sincerely apologize Mr. Sakti,"
Voice after voice remained boisterous unceasingly, but Sakti remained calm standing, some of his people had traced the group of people who took advantage of this situation.
Until a laser light looks flickering on the floor, the sign of the person who became the provocateurs of this riot has been caught.
"What do you want ?" ask her then in front of them all.
"We just want to apologize sir, please don't fire us,"
Sakti's right hand reached into the pocket of the inner suit on the right, he took the cellphone stored there.
The man tapped several times on the phone screen with his thumb.
"You can check the severance money that has just been sent to your account, we have programmed if in 30 minutes the money is not disbursed it will be forfeited by itself, your time starts now" he said.
As expected, without ba bi bu everyone who is now standing in front of him scattering out to get to the ATM machine.
"As predicted, the habits of the citizens of +62," he shook his head.
"Temporarily deactivate all the banks we work with, don't make the young master suffer a loss just because of a trivial matter like this," Sakti ordered to someone who had just arrived behind him.
"Okay sir,"
"Where are you?" ask Sakti to Rafael.
"I wait in the usual place with the young master and miss ten minutes from now" replied Rafael from there.
"Don't move before I come" he said again and then walked away.
***
This place was like a large and long underground passageway, after ten minutes of traveling by car, a wall opened up to the top, the door quickly closed after Rafael's car passed.
"Parkirant? there's a secret door in a public parking lot, who exactly is my husband ?"
"Okay, we just have to wait for Sakti" said Rafael.
In just seconds, Sakti was seen getting off a taxi and walking towards their car.
"I'm sorry to have waited for so long young master" he said, then taking control of the steering wheel previously held by Rafael.
"Who are they?"
"We'll know soon young master,"
"Okeh come on Sak, cus leaving," said Rafael.
"What drama they play, it changes so quickly, ahh there are so many questions in my head, why can there be a secret path like this, why should you avoid such a trivial crowd, he said, why did bang El so suddenly strange and turned formal and then changed again, ah dizzy, who om Ibra really is." he shouted in his heart.
With one move, Nadia picked up her phone and typed IA entertainment in a Google search. Nadia clicked on some articles and even opened several websites to meet her curiosity.
PRESIDENT IA ENTERTAINMENT'S WIFE, WHO IS SHE ?
WHO IS THE PERSON WHO SUCCEEDED IN EDITING BY THE SUCCESSOR OF DELTA INTERNATIONAL GROUP ?
IBRAHIM MUHAMMAD ATTAR OWNER OF IA ENTERTAINMENT, THE MAN WHO IS IN GADANG-GADANG AS A CANDIDATE FOR THE STRONGEST HEIR TO THE INTERNATIONAL DELTA IS MARRIED** !.
"DELTA International ?" he muttered unintentionally, but the voice was heard quite clearly in Ibra's ear right next to him.
"If you want to know you should ask me, not like a stalker who's secretly a stalker, not classy,"
"Huh? ok that's so if you say, "he said scowl. Half of it he really still did not believe the news he had just read.
"DELTA international group, everyone already knows the greatness of his name even though the company is not in the country, om Ibra the heir? how come?" nadia Inner then.
"Obviously it can, he will be mine as soon as possible, don't underestimate me" Ibra replied firmly to Nadia.
The tip of the girl's eyebrows look fused, "this has happened before, still not sure if Ibra om can hear the words spoken in the heart,"
"The first to underestimate? Nadia was just wondering,"
"What difference?"
"Uhm," said the girl with her hands raised her chin while thinking.
"Kan Nadia just talk in her heart, there is no intention of underestimating tuh, om aja who is too take heart weee," he sneered by sticking his tongue towards Ibra.
"This bitch really always pisses me off,"
"What do you want to eat young master ?" tanya Sakti is trying to divert the commotion that might happen.
"Bakso,"
"Steak, man,"
"Burning money,"
Saying the three people in the car together, "We'll have pizza tonight" Sakti said later.
"Well, pizza?" ask Nadia again.
"That's not on our list of dodols" Rafael added later.
"All right we order to use co food only," argued Sakti.
"We're going home dong bang? suck ah, even though Nadia still wants to eat ice cream, there is a bang El so you can ask for a tract," said Nadia with a warm tone.
..."Heh, you don't think I can afford you an ice cream until you have to ask Rafael for a treat?" said Ibra half grumbling. ...
"Bang El has promised to encourage Nadia to eat ice cream om, even this is Nadia billih, if you make a promise, Nadia will bill her to om lah, wk wk wk," reply jolly.
"Buy all the ice cream in the park, with no leftovers. If it could be the same the seller also moved to our house,"
"Gue sure you're jealous, bye bye Anna," inner Rafael cheerfully.
"Es cream brings blessings, can help a lot. ice cream sellers if you are always good like gini, can not wait to try ice cream one by one," nadia said increasingly cheerful imagining herself eating ice cream.
"The boy is really a mastermind, what his brain is made of, is always just as active," inner Ibra.
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