Marriage is Because of Trust
Unrest

"Thank you, Ma'am!" yilzid said kindly after the room key was handed over while nibbling his molars firmly. "Ilker!" his screams from behind ran slightly chasing after the man walking in front of him.

Sontak Ilker immediately stopped his steps. He turned back to the woman he loved.

"You're nothing, anyway!" said. "It... !" Showing key. " You ordered two rooms?" Yilzid asked in wonder.

"For so long, it's been like that. What's what the fuck?"Ilker asked in annoyance. Leaving the woman alone.

"What?" Yilzid. "You said, as usual! Heh!" Grinning, staring cynically at the man wearing the leather jacket. Sorrow mixed with annoyance now he felt. "This is the result if I am too silent," he murmured to continue his steps.

Ilker stopped at the door waiting for the lover to give the key. Turning the body obliquely looked towards the woman who was turning her head towards her as well. The tall man also threw his face away.

From a distance the top model also appears to swing both legs with a reddened face biting both molars firmly while holding both keys in the right hand.

"It!" Handing key. "If I knew, this is the reality! I won't follow your request!" he said, opening and glancing at the room number of the man who took the key from his hand. "You know what? I was so happy to go here! Heh! The reality is like this. It sucks!" he said, leaving Ilker who had held the door knof.

Right now it is kind-hearted Ilker who does not want to be provoked by emotions. Go into his room and look at the lover who opened the room with a cold look.

Departing to London Rana has compiled all the clothes and items he wants to bring back to Indonesia. Two suitcases were filled with equipment.

"Mmmm!" He flicked both hands into the air. "I'm done!" Flipping back to back looking around the corner and the bed, is there anything left behind or not. "Tomorrow I'll leave this town!" he said staring from the window of the twenty-fifth floor room, the afternoon air that began to darken. Turning his head glanced at the bow and arrow that stood upright in the corner of the wall that was pinched slightly by the tolet. His heart was again foggy considering that the bow was the gift of the father as a gift for him who won the first time when he entered the race even though he had not received the first champion.

The arrow he approached by dragging both feet sitting on the bed. "Dad! These are the memories left of you! For your daughter you loved the most!" he said reminiscing about the past, stroking the bow.

The increasingly cold air of London made him stare at the window that was still open. "I used to hate it when this air suddenly blew. But not anymore!" Smiling at the words of the mother at that time. "If it's cold use a coat and sell neck cover also wear earplugs." He closed the window and installed a heating device. Leaning his body on the hearingboard while playing a mobile phone located in the corner of the bed precisely on the table.

The luxurious hotel room that Ilker ordered for Yilzid also looked very quiet and silent. There was no sound of music that he often sounded when he was inside alone even the window of his room was not open. He simply went silent throwing his handbag on the bed violently.

Baugh's!

The bag was thrown onto the head board with a hard bounce and was dragged back. Staring straight at her fiery chest after the man she loved chose two separate rooms. "Usually, he always chose two rooms in one room. This is... ! Huh, cih!" his moans were annoyed at hitting the bed with fists. Sitting while looking straight ahead with a hateful look.

"Bi, this is my favorite flower," said Dhyia walking closer to the flower tree. "This rose is the symbol of love, isn't it, Bi?" he asked happily.

"Mrs, can you!" true Sentil turned his head towards the woman's happy-looking face. Not as usual, he thought. It was true that he was very happy as if he was following the young lady's happiness.

"Really, Bi! Love has its sign. And these roses are proof!" he who does not want to lose his opinion from Right.

"Thank you, sir," said Mr. Altan immediately left. Walking as if he was looking for something behind the grass and plucking out a long grass, like he was cleaning.

"Sir! You're there, anyway!" shouted Mr. Edis who just came out of his room changed clothes.

Mr. Altan immediately raised his eyes to look at the source of the sound Edis sir heard.

"Yes, the grass is long" he answered, looking back at the grass. Like, like a person who completely uproots the grass if anyone sees it.

"So, you are sought after the same, Bi Benar," said Mr. Edis approached Pak Altan.

"I've met Bi Benar before." Mr. Altan answered him straightforwardly.

Dhyia and bi Benar also look very busy. They are very enthusiastic about cleaning the house and the yard. Dhyia who recently did not want to relax and just saw him participate in a few kitchens to eliminate her sadness and forget the problems she faced.

"Bi, looks like it's in ashar! We'd better take a break, Bi. It is not good to delay prayer!" Leaving all his work.

"Yes, Nya," answered True who was embarrassed by the woman younger than him. "I can't yet, like Madam," he murmured, turning to the woman who had left him alone.

Inside the hotel, Ilker immediately laid his body on the sofa in the room. Remove the fatigue that accumulates in the air. Take off her shoes and straighten her legs on the sofa. Closing his eyes while calming his nerves.

Asil who seemed to miss his two best friends was seen standing staring at a photo displayed near the cashier. Photos of the three of them while going on an adventure to the beach and diving. Ilker likes to dive the most, he thought. The turn of the body turned backwards right towards the voice asking what amount of food they ordered.

Asil said so and the customer left after receiving the change.

"Thank you" said Asil.

While Gohan Hakan increasingly pressured Yuzer to move faster to destroy Ilker, who was none other than his favorite child's lover.

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