Marriage is Because of Trust
Resist the feeling that begat in the heart

"And say the same, right. If you arrange a work room must be neat. Can't be careless location," said Ilker who had difficulty finding his belongings.

"Yes, sir," replied Altan relieved to massage his chest seeing his master leave him. "Hoo!" Exhaling a long breath. "Thank God. I thought I'd be on the lookout all day here." Turning the body saw the foot of his master who stepped wide.

"Good cup. Just found out, I'm angry. Another time if you want to take a day off thinking first," ledek True, pretentious to know. Glad to have accidentally avenged his revenge.

"Don't be happy! The young master gave me orders to rebuke you." Altan immediately stepped out leaving Right.

"Allah. You are the biggest lie. You, 'will always be like that, sih, '" replied True who had a long work with Pak Altan.

"Haha! What lie? Where might I lie take the young master. If the young master, as he was, is okay" Altan lightly stood at the door, turning back.

Properly rotating and continuing the task of cleaning the spacious living room by yourself. The living room was indeed, True who cleaned it. But not every day because the large living room was never occupied by anyone but distinguished guests.

Ilker, who had left the kitchen, climbed the stairs tiring if he wanted to be passed repeatedly. Staring down looking at the stairs he was stepping on while thinking about the messages of employees who entered the phone and until now has not been reciprocated. "I couldn't get him to work on that TV station" Ilker said, continuing up the stairs. Raise your head looking straight ahead to the door that reads.

He was a little surprised to see Dhyia coming out in a shirt that caught his attention. Elegant green-emerald covered clothes covered her white-skinned body. The nervousness and trembling he felt as his feet stepped. "Why do I feel weird?" asked the astonished Ilker and looked at Dhyia deeply without her noticing.

"Mas," said Dhyia softly with a sweet smile. Obviously this made Ilker very nervous. Instantly his heart was racing. His body trembled and his fingers seemed as if he could not move. Silence, like a statue that can be mentioned for her.

"Mas, you haven't left yet?" dhyia asked in surprise to see her husband standing behind, followed by her right hand closing the door.

Holding the body that is suddenly not fit and all this time feels weak and fireflies. "Mas, you want me ready?" tanya Dhyia volunteered as well as went down the stairs. Hurry up to approach Ilker and want to hear the answer from her husband.

However, Ilker affectionately just looked at him coldly and tried to firmly hold back the feeling he felt.

"Mas, let me prepare your clothes this time," Dhyia pleaded. Seeing her husband's face hard.

"I can do it myself," Ilker replied directly looking straight ahead with a chuckle.

Dhyia's heart came back crying and feeling, like it was stoned. Stop in the middle of the stairs that are still far down. "I always hoped that I wouldn't be able to have," she moaned in tears. Behind Ilker who continued to climb the stairs.

"Ma... ." Sontak Dhyia undoes her intentions because the condition of her body is increasingly hostile. "Why is everything spinning?" dhyia asked confusedly as she dropped her body sitting on the stairs. It was as if he had forgotten the illness he had conceived as a child when he had an accident with his mother. A bus accident a few decades ago left her mother dead. The tragic accident had already made his life turn away from his dreams.

The mother leaves and she is forced to live in the orphanage that raised her and takes her all the way to Carya's house.

Since then he has been affected by a disease called Vertigo due to a hard impact that hit the head. "But it's been a long time never to recur?" dhiya asked silently who kept looking for the cause.

"Why are you sitting there?" true Tanya who always felt sorry for the woman who became her master now. Stand up while holding plates and washcloths.

"Bi, I'm fine," replied Dhyia from above smiling.

"Him, if the Madam is sick. Let Altan help Madam to come down" said Seriously. Turn the body away.

Ilker who had arrived in the room slowly dragged his feet and wanted to look at the glass he accidentally saw the tray containing food located on the tolet. So sliced was actually his feeling of seeing a tray filled with just a fried fish.

"Why is this still here?" tanya Ilker was upset in his heart against her feelings. Brush the tray slowly to the edge.

Rotating body take the towel roughly. Enter the luxurious bathroom owned by a famous and successful businessman. Unclothes and pants he wears. He had clothes and pants hanging behind the door. Then he turned on the water to calm his chaotic mind.

"His, don't come down first. In a moment, Mr. Altan came," said Benar to meet Dhyia again who was still sitting on the stairs.

"Bi, no need. I have nothing, really," said Dhyia loudly with the intention of wanting to stop the Right move.

Another case with Ilker who was in the bathroom. He still doused his body with a cold shower. Massaging his head with shampoo at the same time calms his mind which many burdens accumulate.

"Bi, no need! In a moment I will be fine" Dhyia said in a flat tone.

"His, the ladder is high. If Madam why-why, how?" true Tanya remembered her young master.

"All will be well, Bi," replied Dhyia who already has Vertigo.

The bathroom still heard water. Now it has stopped. Ilker who had to quickly get to the office in the matter of the model who would star in his TV broadcast show rushed to pick up a towel that was always put Dhyia every morning behind the bathroom door.

Get out and open the changing closet. "What the fuck!" he said in his heart. "Just been told. It's wrong again!" upset ass. Throwing the shirt back violently and pulling it.

"Damn," he snapped in his heart. Leave the closet and throw the towel violently until it falls to the floor. "Rushing wearing pants, clothes and suits that make him look more handsome. Turning back to the back stands in front of the mirror and wears a tie while looking at the tray containing food and a glass of drinking water.

"Bi, there's no need to worry," True said again opening his voice.

"No, nothing, Mya," said True raising her head and glossing the table and remembering the rice she found last night on the table.

"What, Madam last night didn't eat?" tanya Properly investigated. Stopping hands on the table.

Dhyia was trapped, she silently lowered her head. While Ilker was ready with his appearance and took the car keys.

"No," replied Dhyia heavily, nodding.

"Yes, my goodness, His," said True surprised. "Why doesn't the madam eat?" ask Right. Without seeing his young master come out of the room.

"I overslept, Bi," answered Dhyia honestly mixed in with the others. Sitting while neutralizing problems that accumulate in the head. Ilker who stood up unintentionally heard it.

"Maybe because of that, Madam is dizzy. What rice did I bring last night not eat?" true Tanya again lowered the tone of the low voice.

Dhyia shook her head slowly. "I fasted last night" replied Dhyia who made Ilker surprised down the stairs.

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