Marriage is Because of Trust
Ilker was in shock after knowing the truth

Ilker who wants to arrive at the office immediately calls Mr. Balin after the door is closed by Mr. Altan.

"Sir Balin! Where's the car keys?" Ilker asked as he looked at the covered car.

Mr. Balin suddenly turned pale as if his sweat was pouring down both cheeks. Shakingly stared at the end of the shoe that stood upright before him. "That's it, sir," he replied nervously.

Ilker who did not say much, had to exhale and say . "That's what, sir?" This morning he did not want to be provoked by emotions so he answered her a little softly.

The man who was almost the same age as the father, lowered his head to resist fear. "I'm sorry, Sir! I'm forgetful," he said bluntly.

This further made the well-dressed man want to rebuke the worker. However, since he did not want to ruin his morning, he was forced to endure it. "Yes already! Take me to the office!" he said he saw a clock.

With a swift sir Balin took the car keys and took them out of the garage. Cars that are parked and rarely carried now begin to often go out splitting the streets.

📱"Sister, Brother bring a car, Mama?" Rana asked, sending a short message after looking over the balcony.

"This time he was really sulking," Ilker's inner voice opened the message. "Show her face she won't." I am sorry for what happened last night.

📱 "You still have another car. Brother needs this car," he replied forcefully sending a message in hopes that his only sister would not become a spoiled person. Turn off the phone and get into a car that is already nearby.

Feeling bad, Mr. Balin turned his head back to the man who was sitting while covering the phone, through the rearview mirror hanging above the head.

"After this! I hope the car is done" he said, pick up and open a laptop that is already available in the car complete with a table that is specially designed by him so that he is not disturbed when working in the car. "Tell Mr. Altan too, so he calls the mirror man immediately."

"Good, sir." Mr. Balin replied directly. Glanced at the man who was looking at the laptop screen.

"As soon as I arrive I want this day to be over." He firmly said because lately the two workers were so negligent, staring straight at the burning screen with both feet straight down.

"Good, sir." Mr. Balin again nodded trembling looking at the look on the face of the man who was behind very pias. Holding the steering wheel very carefully.

"Agh! Sebel." Not happy to see the attitude of the older brother who had changed towards him.

Rana also turned her body after the luxury car she wanted disappeared. Dropping the body on the bed while putting the phone next to it in follow both eyes staring towards the bow located on the corner table right next to the bed.

In the spacious room Dhyia walked staggeringly while carrying clothes in her grasp. Down the stairs with shaky steps, staring straight with both teary eyes and floating wishful thinking. Never imagined that the husband turned out to go make out with a woman that he could never forget, crying for himself who had entered into a deep abyss.

Dhyia's reflexes eased her sadness, turning her head in the direction that called her name. The woman looked so happy that she smiled cheerfully at the woman she saw on the stairs. Dhyia smiled as well when she saw that smile.

Mr. Balin who has entered the kitchen after delivering his young master. Correct when he saw it. "Bi!" His call screamed softly and looked down smiling as he also saw the madam in the kitchen smiling at him. Following in the footsteps of the woman who brought the clothes and put them in the washing machine.

"It was outrageous, so much so that he immediately held onto his job. Not that he answered. Even engrossed in it," grumbled Mr. Balin who wanted to say that the last night's groceries were less so, with forced he had to owe. Sebal saw the True who did not want to look.

In the midst of her grief Rana approached the bow and stood looking at her softly. Ilker, knowing that his sister was still sulking, called his sister back after he arrived and sat in the room.

Rana who was still crashing heard her cell phone call ringing repeatedly. However, he was completely unwilling to turn his head as long as he was on the phone by the older brother. Even if he does not want to take up the call. He just looked back at the screen of the phone that was lit, ignored and then moved to another place in the follow both ears still heard the ringing. Approaching the arrow and taking it and bringing it down. "Often he's like that! I like to piss me off. Then he called at will, "his mind went fast down the stairs with his left hand holding a bow and arrow.

Stepping towards the door without filling his stomach first. He went out to the archery field which was in the location around the residence. Looking towards the busy Right then take a glass soaking in the throat that feels dry.

Silent and surly looking at the woman who last night upset him. He passed by the woman so quickly without greeting her. Cold-headed looking at the tip of the woman's feet wearing covered clothes, put the glass a little rough.

Dhyia who cross paths with Rana pulled a thin smiling lip while holding back Ilker's treatment that had crossed the line. Staring straight at Rana's chuckish back, holding a bow and arrow. Walking and leaning his body in front of the table saw the attitude of the sister-in-law who was similar to the attitude of the brother.

Inside the office on the twenty-floor. Ilker was seen massaging his forehead as if he was confused. Sit and be quiet as if not eager to continue everything.

However, he had to do so by being forced to open the media to find out about a man Alen had told him about this morning before he left for work.

Ting!

Suddenly a message came into the phone. He turned his head and took his phone and opened it. Shock mixed in surprise after he saw the contents of the message. "This is impossible" he said in a panic and did not believe what he had seen.

He drowned and let go of the cell phone instantly. "It's like a bunch of bullshit. Maybe Alen sent it wrong. It can't be this guy... ." He was still wondering what would happen in front of him.

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