Marriage is Because of Trust
Ilker tried to stay away

The car entered a large office yard and parked it in a special parking lot VVIP. Unbuckle the seat belt and turn off the car, pick up the phone and get out.

"Good morning, sir," the security guards saluted.

It is natural that Ilker Can Carya as a leader of a famous TV station is friendly to every employee. However, on the contrary, what employees want is not the same as expectations. In fact since the wedding, Ilker so, be cold to all employees, except Alen. Employees who never took issue with Ilker's attitude.

"Sir, how? Are you ready?" ask Alen. Walk beside Ilker with wide steps.

"Is there no other model?" asked Ilker who was on guard from Yilzid looking around. Remembering the habit of his heart that always comes suddenly gives a surprise. Enter the room with the door opened by Alen.

"Sir, we've been looking for it but it's very difficult with the criteria we want" said Alen. Stand up and watch his boss pull up a chair and sit down.

"How could I not meet? That, 'we talked about it two months ago, '" Ilker said, opening the laptop.

"Rubber, Sir. But of all the people who came. Only Ziya Yilzid is suitable for this pickle" Alen continued. Pulling up a chair without welcome. Putting both hands on the table while looking at Ilker who was reading the information.

"I have seen here that there are some people who meet the criteria" continued Ilker who is difficult to compromise.

"Adeh, just say, yes, it's hard," Alen grumbled in his mind. Seeing Ilker's tightened face.

"I've told you how many times. Find a model from the outside. Must be a lot of good?!" saran Ilker who never wanted to hire Yilzid on the TV station owned by the Carya family. "Until any time I will not approve your request. In one of your teams, 'there are many, '" continued Ilker refused loudly. Staring at Alen with a stern face.

"Okay, sir," replied Alen giving up. Get up from the chair and leave Ilker. Walk holding door knof.

"Honey," Yilzid called straight in after Alen passed the door and passed by. Alen immediately pouted mixed with disappointment when he remembered Ilker's refusal after Yilzid passed directly with him. Followed by a tall and well-built woman. Standing up, like a security in front of Ilker's door and waiting outside.

The door was also tightly closed. "What is this guy's body guard to him, huh?" Alen asked himself while glancing at the body guard silently. Walk and then disappear.

"Darling, I've been waiting at home for a long time. I thought you were coming" whined Yilzid around Ilker's neck.

" 'Can't say, there's a meeting again" continued Ilker looking at Yilzid with happy eyes and holding his waist.

"Meet?" yilzid asked in astonishment, looking at Ilker who was sitting inside the room leisurely. "Aren't you relaxing, baby?" tanya Yilzid removed the circle of his hand from Ilker's neck. Shifted slightly looking at the lover's face seriously while asking in his mind. "And isn't the meeting room there?" ask Yilzid back.

Ilker exhaled. "Here it's just alone with Alen. Staring at Yilzid while sending a message to Alen. Hope Yilzid today does not know their discussion.

Cring !

One message went into Alen's cell phone. Alen flinched and took the phone from the bag. "Sir Ilker," said Alen spontaneously stopped his steps and opened the phone's background.

📱 Never say the same Yilzid!" said Ilker gave a message.

"Yes, alright," Alen said inwardly, ignoring the message. Stepping back while putting the phone into the small bag he was holding. Turning his head back a little glanced at the woman standing up, most likely Yilzid's bodyguard, Alen thought. "Squeen!" Turn your head back to the front and forget about it.

"How's it?" asked Cesar raising an eyebrow. Approaching Alen.

"What's how?" alen asked disappointedly, entering the room.

"We failed," replied Alen sadly with emphasis mixed with regret.

"What's? We fail. How then? The show is just waiting for the day" said Cesar panicked. Pulling up the chair and dropping his body limp.

"Don't you, me too. Where are you going, try it?" alen asked Cesar.

Cesar was silent. Rotating the body sees the computer running. "What if his wife?" Cesar lightly raised a question to Alen giving advice.

"Ngaco. Mana may be the wife of a famous company owner to be a model in one of his TV stations. What will the other say. Especially for reporters who don't like it, Mr. Ilker. You're the origin of talking," sentil Alen. Turn your head to look at the computer and look for the latest information.

"Oh, yes! How about we just make Derya," suggested Cesar nyeleneh.

"What's? Derya?" alen asked in surprise. Stopping his typing hand and forgetting the reading he was reading. "What, Mr. Ilker will agree?" asked Alen raise an eyebrow.

"That's the problem. Whether you agree or not, we don't know!" cesar said with doubt. "Try it, you said it! We don't have much time left. 'You are the bravest. If until other colleagues know the model we have not found, we can get angry. 'And we're the ones on duty, '" he said raising an eyebrow as a gesture of telling Alen.

Alen immediately sighed. Ducking while massaging the head. "My head. Looking at your boss who is getting worse and worse," he said. Read information about the growth of broadcast reputation they hold. "If his reputation goes down, surely we are the ones who say his work is not good?!" alen recalled their previous failures.

"Do not be afraid, ' continued Cesar see the brand of clothes and cosmetics. "All will be done, all right?!" cesar said in support. "Take a look at this, there are some pretty good brands of clothes and cosmetics. Can we work together?!" cesar discussed the others.

"You try it" suggested Alen despairing.

In Ilker's room. Yilzid continued to tease her. "Darling, are you going to work all day?" ask Yilzid who dicuekin Ilker. Close his body to Ilker. "You know I don't love how much I miss the old you" she gently stroked Ilker's neck.

"Yilzid I'm busy again," said Ilker releasing Yilzid's hand from his neck . "Geli dear," he said with a tone of rejection that made Yilzid a little away from Ilker who was still seriously looking at the laptop.

"Why have you changed now? You never used to be like this? But now you're avoiding it" Yilzid said. Sitting in the chair right in front of Ilker.

Burcu who has officially become his bodyguard still stands waiting for his master faithfully. To the extent that every passerby looked at him dumbfounded and astonished.

"That's who?" ask one of the employees who didn't see it.

"Yes, he was standing in front of the President's room" he said in response, looking at the woman from head to toe. Walk and look at it sharply.

"You promised, you'll always be there for me" Yilzid alluded and made Ilker again in a dilemma. Showing the view of seeing another.

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