Marriage is Because of Trust
Surprised to see photos

"But baby, if you want we can get married somewhere else. And we live there together" whined the idol with his spoiled voice.

"Yes, we'll do it" Ilker replied spontaneously as he looked up at the wall with a slip.

The deg!

Gluey!

The stairs he was riding on showed a photo that had already thrown his mind into chaos. "So.. ," said Ilker shocked inwardly. Shut up and shut her mouth as much as possible. "... he's the one." Astonished, followed by the right hand still hugging the woman he loved the most.

Instantly he was stunned and silent and walked, like a fool. Once again he stared softly at the lover who was in his arms with pity or full of hatred increasingly making him dizzy not pussy . This is frustrating him even more. At the moment Ilker can't believe it yet. It was as if he still thought all of that was fake and just nonsense.

Meanwhile, Gohan Hakan, the notorious mobster has entered his home area.

"This mission must succeed" he said excitedly to the bodyguard sitting behind him. "Let no one fail and never repeat the past" he continued, staring straight at him with a haughty face and a burning grudge.

"Let's just calm, boss. Leave everything to us. Starting today his TV station will be difficult to broadcast. We have paid several important institutions to reject all the broadcasts submitted by their staff" the bodyguard said with a happy heart.

"Hm!" Nodded admiringly. "Your work is very good. I'll see how far he can go against me, hahaha!" Laughing with arrogance. " And I didn't choose you guys wrong to join 'me." Look at the bodyguard from the rearview mirror hanging above the ceiling of the car.

"So, no one will accept their impressions." Smiling wickedly. "In addition to recruiting top models they will not be able to get it, boss," continued the other bodyguard.

"Haha !" Mr. Gohan Hakan also laughed widely as if disturbing the concentration of the driver right next to him until he glanced at him from the tail of the eye. The loud, loud voice of his laughter seemed to make everyone in the car close their eyes and ears firmly. "Definitely his face, like a lost man. Ahaha!" His laughter again broke out imagining how panicked an Ilker Can Carya was.

Braugh!

"What the fuck! You want to make me die, yeah," she was angry at the driver. "I'm sorry, sir, I didn't mean it" said the driver, feeling guilty and frightened.

"If our boss does anything! We'll take you to the police station" he said, warning.

"Quickly. The road!" exclaiming Gohan Hakan cut off the talk of the bodyguard.

"Well, sir," said the driver, who was sitting with the car stammering.

There is no feeling that the car carrying Mr. Gohan Hakan and the guards a little more will enter a large car garage.

While Yilzid and Ilker who were in the room tightened. Where Yilzid continues to urge Ilker to marry him while Ilker is still tied to marriage with Dhyia Kharya.

"It's not easy" said Ilker reluctantly accepting the request of the woman who had filled the emptiness of his heart.

"That's the only way, that we can get married," Yilzid suggested. Standing by her dresser.

Yilzid grew hotter after hearing those words directly from the mouth of a man he had loved all along.

"So, you want to leave me now?" Pointing to himself. "You want her to be happy more than I do" said Yilzid, staring at the figure of a man who had made his life flowery. "Then you just go with her!" Throwing one hand into the air as a gesture pointed at Dhyia. "And leave me alone." Throw his face away from his lover. "Again, I'm old enough and I can take care of myself." Look straight to the left.

Ilker got dizzy and occasionally he massaged his forehead. While outdoors, Mr. Gohan Hakan's car has stopped in a garage.

"Please, Sir." The driver opened the car door, swung one hand into the air.

Inside the room was getting worse. A pair of lovers look a dilemma in the love they feel each.

"You now prefer him to me" said Yilzid, despairing. "You have betrayed my love" she cried hysterically at the lover's chest.

"Nobody wants to betray you. Really Yilzid. For a second I never betrayed you." Staring at the nilar woman of his puja. "Everything just happens and is out of my control" he explained twisting the body with a branching mind. Open the room door.

"Never blame the circumstances." Staring at the back of her lover who stepped down the stairs. "I won't stay silent. I will take you from her and return to me" cried Yilzid from above seeing his beloved go down the stairs, with tears streaming down his cheeks.

Across the courtyard, Mr. Gohan Hakan was walking loudly with five strong and powerful bodyguards. Having a heavy weight and a cruel and chatty face that is enough to make people afraid when they see it.

Walk through the corridor of the house that is passed to enter the house if you want to avoid rain and sun. The path they took was different directions so as to make them not meet. Mr. Gohan Hakan walks in the car storage lane on the left while Ilker on the right lane where it is often passed when out of the house.

Puk!

The sound of the slamming of the door of Ilker's luxury car that had entered his residence sounded so loud that it made Pak Altan who cleaned the garden surprised.

"Eeeh, eeh, dislodged! That who?" ask Mr. Altan to stop the cut. "So, wonder who's this angry afternoon?" Look towards the source of the sound.

.Balin was also surprised. "Who is so angry? How dare he disturb my sleep. Get up and approach the source of the sound. "It turns out, sir who surprised me so much that it woke me up from my heart." His essence from behind the buffer wall where he rested.

"Ih, young master. Why go back and forth so, emotions like that?" ask me, Altan was astonished. Standing behind the flower trees, staring at the reddened face of his young master, like a fast-moving fire mixed with overflowing anger.

"Dhya!" he shouted loudly from below calling for his wife.

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