Marriage is Because of Trust
The Pleasure of Gohan Hakan

Now Dhyia was starting to toughen up and must be able to organize herself in front of a living kara and without a place to live. Standing up and being ready to part with her husband is not her dream. However, it must be done for the happiness of three souls who love each other.

Walking gontai withstanding deep wounds. "Anything this bond binds me. I looked at having to let go as well," he muttered away the gray wishful thinking.

A clear crystal dropped touching the floor holding back tears that wanted to trickle back. "My life didn't stop here so I had to cry, fall and fall." These are the words of Dhyia Kharya. Rise is the best way to live a Dhyia Kharya, especially life itself is not easy for him. Standing upright raising both of his gazes looked up which was none other than their room.

"Tomorrow, the last day I'll be in this house." Standing around looking at an ornamental lamp hanging at a glance he remembered his former employer who had loved him and even considered him, like his own son.

"Tante, I'm sorry. I failed to convince your son, Tan. There's nothing left. All are broken. And I'll be leaving tomorrow . I won't see you in a minute." Sobbing crying wants to complain, but I don't know who. Destroyed was the feeling of Dhyia, the hope that had always been held by her now must be willing to become ashes.

While Ilker who was in the room sat pensively in his study that looked a little change. He kept on responding to the changes that he knew were all the actions of a wife who was very difficult to let go. As if he was bringing her into the abyss of destruction.

"It's not easy for me to choose you and him." Suddenly, those words were in his heart. He was immediately shocked to hear those words whisper. While in the room he was pensive at the thought of his heart words implied just like that.

The hand that was injured by the impact of the glass that was quite hard he was faced as if challenging himself and then bent and leaned his elbow on the table and then clenched his fingers firmly.

Meanwhile, Mr. Gohan Hakan has arrived at the door of the house where the entrance of the honored guests.

"Greetings, sir" said the servant, who opened the door and greeted him with respect.

Yilzid, grieving for his love, must establish himself before his father who has arrived. He was very much looking forward to his father's arrival. However, he was also depressed when his father would block and set his pace, as happened at that time.

"Where's my daughter?" ask Gohan Hakan to one of the servants. Stand with a happy heart because he will be reunited with the beloved princess.

"I'm here, Father," replied Yilzid, who had gone down half the stairs and smiled to welcome the father he had longed for. "How's the trip, Papa over there?" yilzid asked, hiding his grief in his heart.

"Oh-ho, obviously the journey, Papa is very pleasant," said Gohan Hakan hugging his daughter amid the bustle of bodyguards and house servants who were fixing the household as well as possible. "Papa, there meet a lot of high-class people." Handing over the suit he opened to the bodyguard who escorted him from behind.

"Definitely fun?!" Look at Yilzid handing over the glass and pouring the orange juice.

"Haha! There it does make, Papa very happy. There are many beautiful women" whispered the father in Yilzid's ear.

"Curl! Papa, from the past never changed," sentil Yilzid put the juice on the table.

"Haha! Baby, Papa's changed." Teasing his pouting daughter. "Yes, right?" Glanced at the bodyguard who stood straight guarding the big boss. Shut up and don't deny anything Gohan Hakan says.

"When do you want? Papa, like that? Dad, don't love the same, Mama?" yilzid asked furiously at the father's behavior.

"Your mother is always in Papa's heart until whenever, even until, Papa dies." Seeing his son folding both hands on the chest was a little upset.

"You know not. Your mother has left, Papa. He was the one who promised he wouldn't leave, Papa. But what, your mama lied." Staring straight with a look of face harboring a heartache mixed with revenge, considering his wife was not because of the actions of Ajnur Barlian Carya. Why is Papa angry?" yilzid asked looking at the papa sharply and mingled in curiosity.

Gohan Hakan just kept quiet in the slightest he did not answer the question of his only child. "Farewell," said master Gohan Hakan suddenly making a sound.

The deg!

Yilzid the little princess stopped his hand from cleaning the wound. Sterile gauze does not move at all. "Breakaway? What's the breakup, Pa?" he asked curiously, looking at the man who had taken care of him since the mother's departure.

"Farewell will go on until death do us part," muttered Gohan Hakan staring with eyes full of hatred and vengeance.

Yilzid was getting panicked and confused. He repeatedly looked at the man who was suddenly strange after reaching the house and also looked at the bodyguard who closed his mouth tightly, for the sake of keeping his master's secret that was very important.

"Pa?" yilzid asked again turned his face away from the bodyguard with suspicion that began to cross his mind.

"You don't worry. That's not gonna happen. Papa, still love your Mama even though she's gone far away" Gohan Hakan said, shifting her daughter's suspicions.

"Hoo!" Finally, Yilzid began to be relieved. Apparently, Papa, just kidding," he said in the heart that had worried the lover. Bandage the wound of the father with and tie it with the medium strength of the person who was injured.

"Boss, there's news. Turns out, our target already knows about us" whispered the bodyguard in charge of searching for information.

He was shocked to hear the news coming from behind. Gohan Hakan instantly changed pias mixed with a smile and released his hand from the princess.

"Papa. Where are you going?" ask Yilzid panic . Standing up saw his beloved father walking swiftly into a special room.

"Papa, will come back," replied Gohan Hakan hurriedly without turning his head towards his son.

"Squeaky. Papa all of a sudden why, huh?" Remembering the father's attitude since entering the house. "Actually who made Papa, like that?" he asked himself that he himself knew nothing. Look at the strong steps. "Something I don't know." Keep watching his father close the door.

"Who gave it to you?" gohan Hakan asked to pull the chair. Sit with your hands on your chin. Smiling delightfully.

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