Hey, My Cold Husband!
First meeting.

Now Mika is in a luxury restaurant located in Jakarta. He stood in front of the luxurious Restaurant, reluctant to enter. Mika just stood there, staring from outside the restaurant with her hands clenched in the air, gathering her courage to go inside to meet someone she was about to meet.

It's been a long time to gather courage, Mika even sat there making people see her like a crazy person who has no sense there. Mika whining is unclear. Does he have to go in to see that guy? Or did he just go home? Ahhhh, he's confused now!

Mika scrambled her short hair, crying without tears. It's like there's no shame. Mika pouted her lips. It seems like the end of his life. He had to meet the man whose Father ordered him to meet the man who was said to be very cruel and cold. Why did his father have to tell him to meet such a man, anyway? Not to mention that the person's face was very scary.

"Aghhhh," whined Mika, scratching her hair until her hair fell apart. "Why is my life like this, hiks" Mika rubbed her eyes that did not shed those tears.

"Ehem." someone suddenly made Mika's hair stand up.

Mika carefully turned her head towards the direction the voice came from. And he gulped down his hard-earned slivar, looking at who was standing behind him. A handsome man who wears a black suit with a fierce face would like to pounce on anyone, a man named Raga Galendra Mahardika, President of Antareja Groups who will become her husband. Not to mention the large-bodied man standing beside Raga who displayed a face of horror. Mika had suspected that the man next to Raga was the bodyguard of Antareja Groups' President.

"So you're Mr Rusdi's son?" ask Raga, cold.

Mika nodded while standing up. "Yes, I am the son of Mr. Rio." he replied, as relaxed as possible.

Raga smiled obliquely. He walked into the restaurant without telling or talking to Mika.

Mika who saw Raga walking first, gawked in disbelief. Was that man really her future husband who told her Father? It was rude, like that did he treat Mika as his future wife?

"Sorry miss, please come in" said Bodyguard Raga.

Mika felt awkward when she was called Miss by the big-bodied man. He scratched his non-itchy head and went inside the restaurant following the Bodyguard from behind.

Marveled. It was one word for Mika who saw the design and interior of this luxurious restaurant. Mika's eyes twinkled at how awesome the restaurant she was stepping on right now. His mouth is wide open maybe if in the restaurant there are flies will enter Mika's mouth.

Mika looked around the restaurant and her eyes glared at the prices of the food listed there. How could the restaurant afford such an expensive meal? Not necessarily good food, right?

"Miss?" call for the Bodyguard that resuscitates Mika from her daydream.

Mika chuckled and immediately looked at the Bodyguard who had been standing beside her for some time. "What?" mika asked with bulging eyes, she wanted to look even more sinister than the Bodyguard before her.

The bodyguard smiled faintly looking at Mika's face like that. "Let's take it to Mr. Raga" said the Bodyguard.

Mika grunts. "Yes-yes." answered Mika, lazy.

Mika walked back to the Bodyguard. Looking at the erect and large body belonging to that Bodyguard. He wanted to embrace that body. No, he wanted to know how big the muscle of the Bodyguard was.

"Where is your boss?" ask Mika.

"Mr Raga?"

"Yes, where is he? Kan I met the same she just wanted to talk marriage-" said Mika stopped. Why is he talking marriage to the Bodyguard? That Bodyguard must think he likes his master. "I mean, ahhhh know!" mika herself is upset.

"You're funny, miss." said the Bodyguard without looking at Mika.

Mika smiled at the compliment from the Bodyguard. He patted the Bodyguard's shoulder from behind. "Ahh, you could have" said Mika, timidly.

"I'm not praising you, miss."

Mika changed her expression to flat. He thought the Bodyguard had just praised the look on his face but he was wrong. It felt like he wanted to hit that upright body so upset.

Mika kept walking until in front of the VVIP room she stopped. He felt his hands tremble in fear. She was afraid that Raga would pounce on her inside. Mika raised her trembling left hand in front of her face and the other hand held her trembling hand to stop shaking like that.

The bodyguard standing on the doorstep scrunched his forehead to see Mika's behavior. "Miss, sir is waiting inside" said the bodyguard.

Mika looked at the Bodyguard, nodding stiffly. "Ahh yes," he said as he entered the VVIP room with a racing heart.

"Sir, please forgive your son in the past. Your son will come home with just a name.." murmured Mika.

Mika stared fearfully at the person sitting on the chair leaning against the back of her chair. Raga, now she was looking at Mika with a deadly look.

"Do you want to stand there, hm?" said Raga, cold.

Mika's hands trembled violently. He slowly approached the table, sitting before Raga who was staring at him like she was ready to pounce on the prey.

Mika was rumbling so that this man in front of her did nothing to her. Help Mika! mika shouted in her heart.

Mika gripped her thigh. His face lowered, not daring to loosen his head. Reluctant to look at Raga who was currently sitting before him.

In a closed room like this, the man could have pounced on him alive as per the rumors circulating. Mika continues to rumble unclear.

Raga who saw Mika continue to lower her head, started to get caught off guard. He also kicked the chair that Mika was sitting on, making Mika suddenly open her head.

"Nonsense," said Raga.

Mika who heard that immediately looked at Raga again who was staring at her while grinning. The corner of Mika's lips lifted slightly. "Haha, indeed I'm ugly, sir." Mika's crisp laughter ended with a flat face.

"Do you know why I chose you over your brother?" ask Raga.

Mika nodded slowly. "Yes, I know. Because I'm ugly, tacky and not your type, right?" mika said casually.

Raga smiled obliquely. "Good, and you're not mad your father sold you to me, are you?" Raga.

"I'm not angry, because my father was forced with my stepmother. And it's not my father's fault." replied Mika.

"Have you sold yourself before?" ask Raga.

Mika nodded quickly. "Son, I never did that" Mika replied. "I look after her for my husband" she continued.

Raga grinned. "You think when you're my wife I'll do that?" cibir Raga's. "Take confidence in yourself."

Mika was silent for a moment. Thinking what to answer Raga's words just now. He did not want to be wrongly answered and his Father will be affected by the consequences of this cruel person in front of him.

"Can I order something, sir?" mika asked, switching the conversation with a smile on her lips hoping that Raga would agree to her request.

Raga nodded. "Please. But pay for it yourself." said Raga, cold.

Mika's smile disappeared instantly. He pouted his lips. He's the President of amongja Groups why so stingy!

Raga thrust her hand at the Bodyguard standing behind her seat and the Bodyguard gave a blue map to Raga.

Raga's hand movements continued to be noticed Mika. Inwardly he clucked in awe, incredible just by thrusting his hand and his Bodyguard instantly understood what his Boss wanted.

Raga raised her one eyebrow to Mika as the Girl looked at her. He flung the blue map right across Mika's face. Fortunately, Mika caught it quickly.

"What is this, sir?" ask Mika, confused.

Raga changed her sitting position, leaning on the back of the chair. "Read!" raga Letah.

Mika slit her eyes. His hand opened the blue map and raised the map high so that he could cover his face while reading the contents of the map.

Mika's eyes immediately rounded to see the tasks and rules listed in the map. Duties and regulations that he must carry out when married to the Man before him later. He lowered the map from the reach of his face, staring at Raga who had a flat face.

"Sir, are you looking for a wife or are you looking for a maid?" mika asked, looking at Raga.

Raga rolled her eyes lazily. "Why?" ask Raga.

Mika gives the map to Raga again. "No papa." grinned Mika. "When are we getting married, sir?" ask Mika. Her heart seemed to be saying that question.

"Is that how you want to marry me?" cibir Raga's.

"Ahh no, sir." said Samartha with a fake smile as she waved her hand.

Raga smiled obliquely. "Do you understand the rules that need to be followed?". Mika nodded. "I don't like people who disobey my orders, okay?" smith again.

Mika nodded again. "Yes, sir I understand."

Raga got up from her seat, tidying up the black suit she was wearing. "Prepare yourself tomorrow," he said staring at Mika who was still sitting in her chair.

"Well, sir." said Mika.

"Don't expect you to escape from me" said Raga, coldly. "And never again call me Father because I am not your Father."

"Well, Pa-Om." Mika hit her mouth which was almost a deliverance.

Raga did not respond to Mika's words anymore. He left Mika alone in the VVIP room.

As close as Raga was, Mika looked down deeply. Tears flowed down her smooth cheeks then she quickly rubbed them and then she stared at Raga's back which was getting longer and longer.

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