Forced to Marry a Cold Man
At 19:00

Ibra snorted annoyedly when not only did Sakti forbid her from seeing Nadia, Aisyah and Attar also forbade her from seeing the little girl for various reasons, she just wanted to add a deal between them. With an annoyed face he walked towards a door next to the room that Nadia occupied, his hand touched the doorknob and then lightly opened it, he stepped into the room, he stepped into the room, his hand touched a jumbo-sized bed that became the center point in the gray room, his eyes still see the entire contents of the room, "still the same" he thought.

His eyes stopped in a corner of the room, there were several photos on display there, unknowingly Ibra walked closer towards the photos, a smile etched as her hand touched the photos "even this picture is still here."

Drttt drttt

The sound of the ringtone of the cellphone in his pants pocket, Ibra's hand moved to reach a small object in his pocket, written the name of the calling magic there, "Cihh for what he called me at this time is not just to go in". his grunts by pressing the green button on the phone screen and bring it closer to his ear.

"Why Sak ?" the question is a little upset actually, (when you are not upset young master, you are always just upset, Inner Author)

"This is Nadia om, he said om just wanted to say something ?" said the little girl innocently.

"Oh, Sakti's still there ?"

"Just come out." she explained again

"Okay, who's there now ?"

"Uhmm, it has come out all the same, Pak Sakti." he explained again.

"Sip, good job Sakti," he praised with his flat face.

"So what's up ?" ask the girl again.

"Omm ??? what did you call me ?"

"Om right, what should Nadia call, father too ? like Pak Sakti, it will make you look older right." replied the girl again.

"It's up to you, there's something more important than this to discuss now" he said seriously.

"What is om ?"

"After marriage, never get in touch with all those dealing with orphanages again."

Nadia was just silent still trying to digest what the prospective husband said, "why ?"

"well because I don't want everyone to know if I have a wife who has lived in an orphanage and not clear origins." Nadia was still silent, Ibra's words really hit her heart like a bullet slip. There was already a puddle of water in his eye patch.

"You hear I'm a little girl ?" ask Ibra again when it does not get the approval from Nadia.

Nadia still blinked her eyes so that the puddle did not spill, her chest felt tight and her mouth was no longer able to answer Ibra's question, "Hey little girl, answer me ?" there was another voice coming out from inside the phone that was lent to him.

"Yes, no need to worry" he answered slightly holding tightness in his chest.

"OK continue, one hour later we meet below" said Ibra immediately disconnected her phone connection.

***

Marital Accad

Exactly at 19:00 all family members have gathered, this event is only attended by the closest people, who come can only be counted with the fingers, and the, but do not make the party event as simple as Nadia thought, flower decorations and lights are installed neatly throughout the yard where the wedding ceremony procession with an outdoor theme will be held, not enough with that there are still a lot of food lined up in harmony with decorations that are no less beautiful, but, this time Nadia's eye bead stopped on a floating gazebo above the pool that was already full of colorful lotus candles.

Not only Nadia who was amazed by the beauty of the beauty of the decoration that night, Ibra was a little speechless when Nadia was seen walking towards him in a white wedding dress that wrapped the beautiful body of Nadia perfectly, Nadia, Ibra was still looking at Nadia until she didn't realize she was sitting right next to her.

"Young lady is very beautiful tonight sir." whispered right in Ibra's ear but Ibra only replied by opening the eyes of a sign of dislike.

"You dare make me wait too long Nadia" she whispered to Nadia.

Nadia just smiled innocently without sin to hear the words of her future husband, which instead made Ibra not so upset afterwards, you sly little girl, she can tease me with that smile, he muttered.

"Can we start now, sir ?" ask the ruler who will marry her.

Ibra nodded, the ruler smiled after the approval of the bride and groom, The marriage contract began by reading the bismillah, Ibra said the qabul ijab with just one breath in front of the guardian, the judge, and the judge, two witnesses and several guests were present.

A happy hue seemed to be shielding the faces of everyone on the show when Ibra managed to process well, calm and confident. The man looked very handsome and dashing with a black suit and a white shirt that made him look authoritative.

After the procession has been carried out entirely, Ibra and Nadia now stand side by side greeting some of the guests who are there with a smile and join hands like a bride in general.

"Ibra has not met aunty for a long time so the more handsome, try first to want a matchmaking aunt with a child about," said aunt Viola mommy's sister.

"Yes yes, Ibra is a complete package anyway ma. Handsome, rich, intelligent, of course, later his children will also be great children like his father, super ma genes," said om Bagas wife of Aunt Viola.

Nadia was a little shunned by the talk of the parents but suddenly an idea crossed her mind, "iya dong om, so Nadia was very grateful to be married to Nadia's husband," he said he then tightened his embrace on Ibra's arm.

You naughty girl, you can hug me in front of everyone like this.

Nadia smiled when her tactics managed to make the two parents leave, "Om, Nadia's acting is good right ? said Pak sakti Nadia must keep om from people who just want to benefit om doang kayak them." said Nadia while pointing at Viola and Bagas who were busy looking for imagery here and there.

"www...." Nadia moaned and immediately held her eel after Ibra nudged loudly.

"In the future don't listen to anyone but me, okay ??" said it.

Nadia just pursed her mouth to hear Ibra say, "Is my answer a girl ?"

"Yes, yes." she replied with a face that was still pouting.

It turned out that he only looked tough on the outside, originally cute like a cat, Ibra muttered inwardly with a faint hint of smile on her lips.

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