Marriage is Because of Trust
Happening all the way

"We're going to the cafe, yuk, honey! We all have lunch. You haven't eaten, have you? Are you hungry?!" said Yilzid close his face to Ilker's face while stroking his chest gently, as he did during the courtship.

"Darling! Besides the cafe there's no other place?" tanya Ilker looked at Yilzid who was still clinging to his arms, kissing Yilzid's broken hair and always fragrant.

"That's it," he answered letting go of a hug.

Ziya Yilzid the 29-year-old woman was so seductive. He is very able to satisfy Ilker even though he only met for a while, since the marriage that ensnared the lover.

"Yes already!" said Ilker standing up. Following the will of the idol who is already sad because of his choice.

"You're serious, honey... ?" Yilzid got up from his seat happily. "... are we, out?" yilzid asked unexpectedly. Forward and wanted to hug Ilker tightly.

However, unfortunately this time Ilker had walked first to leave him. The bad taste of Dhyia at home, suddenly felt for her.

Seeing the attitude that suddenly changed instantly made Yilzid slightly silent in astonishment. "Darling! You got a problem?" yilzid asked from behind to stop Ilker's leg.

"No. I just wanted to see something left behind in the car" replied Ilker who was already at the door to Yilzid's back.

"Owh! I think you've started to change" continued Yilzid who had started to smell the scent of suspicion.

Ilker came out with an increasingly agitated heart. I don't know what made him suddenly imagine the face of his wife who had just cried. Ilker had never seen his wife's face when crying, much less begging because she could at least see the woman grieving.

"Darling! Is it ready?" ask Ilker a little loudly. Standing outside calmed his mind. Stand neat with black plaid shirt clothes and torn skinny men's jeans and latest slip on shoes Brand Varka that looks relaxed. It is fun for the life of an Ilker, can wear clothes and branded goods. Even if the style of Ilker, like that wearing torn jeans. However, the pants are still in the polite category that wear fabric materials that are taped with matching colors so as not to eliminate the value of materials that look good.

"Honey," replied Yilzid who was standing behind Ilker. Wearing a blue Bludru type clothing that shows half his legs and breastplate, although a little polite and do not miss black high heels blink-blink. It is very interesting for those who like to look at it. "Darling! I'm ready," said Yilzid from behind with his long blond hair neatly draped together, as usual which could leave Ilker drunkenly enchanted.

Sontak Ilker who stood while looking at the clock that was coiled in his hand, turned his body towards the woman he had always fought for.

" We're going to eat at my friend's cafe" Ilker said, staring at Yilzid, as usual. "My friend has a cafe owner. You must like it there?!" he continued walking first.

For the time being, Yilzid took Ilker seriously. It was strange for Yilzid. Ilker who had been giving praise to him. It's suddenly not. This is what makes Yilzid even more afraid of losing Ilker.

"Darling! If you don't like. We don't have to be, go," said Yilzid, who was following Ilker from behind. Staring astonished at Ilker's change after the chat in the tv room.

"Why? 'Kan, you haven't had lunch yet? So, now we have lunch together" he said, opening the car door for Yilzid.

"But, Honey! If you're tired we just rest inside," Yilzid persuaded him, seeing Ilker closing the door from behind the windshield.

Ilker went in and put the car keys in the hole. "Relax Dudu. I'll be there for you" said Ilker, who already knows his girlfriend's feelings while holding the wheel, turning the car on and staring straight.

"But baby... ." Yilzid.

"Sttt!" Ilker's.

While in the large room, Dhiya was still sitting on the prayer mat shedding tears crying over her poor self.

"Mrs!" call Right knocking on the room door. Come bring food for Dhiya.

Dhiya who was still crying instantly gasped. "Yes, Bi," he said, wiping away tears and releasing mucus. Walk open the door. "What's up, Bi?" ask Dhiya who has seen the food in Right hands.

"Mrs eat first! Later Madam is sick," said Benar gently, looking at the tray he was carrying.

Dhiya immediately smiled looking at the attention from True who from the past until now had not changed. "Bi! Don't bother. Later if I am hungry. I'll go downstairs" said Dhyia who felt bad.

"That's okay, Madam. Don't hesitate. 'Kan, Madam has known me for a long time," continued True who sought to comfort his young master's wife. "After all, Madam. His late mother young master used to be very affectionate, Madam. He was very attentive to Madam. Even treating the Madam, like her own daughter," True comforted Dhiya while handing over the tray.

Dhiya felt very happy as if the problems that occurred as if they had never existed. Afsheen's mother is a woman who has become a substitute for her deceased mother.

"Thank you, Bi. I was so, feeling bad," said Dhiya looking at the tray that was brought, Right. "Bi! Next time don't bother. Let me go downstairs to eat."

"That's been my duty, Madam," Right reply. "I'll excuse you then!There's still work in the kitchen, ma'am," said True leaving Dhiya.

"Thank you again, Bi," said Dhiya.

"Yes, Madam together," True replied back to turn towards Dhiya who stood closing the door.

Arrive at the cafe!

Not how long the luxury car that made women stunned stopped in the parking lot. Ilker got out of the car and opened the car door and told Yilzid, who had been his lover for five years, to go down.

"Come, Dudu! We have arrived," said Ilker staring at Yilzid who sat still confused mixed with fear when he saw the change of the man he had known no longer warm while in the car.

"Darling! Is there anything strange about my appearance?" yilzid asked, opening his mouth. Get out of the car.

"You as usual are always making me addicted" replied Ilker pulling his lips heavily. Closing the car door and walking with Yilzid. However, this time Ilker's attitude again seemed to change. He who never forgot to join hands while walking together, this time instead changed. During the walk together, Ilker did not hold his lover's hand at all.

He seemed to be casually walking on his own. Yilzid, who saw him, grew more anxious. "Darling! You've got forgetfulness, haven't you?" yilzid asked trying to remind Ilker.

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