Marriage is Because of Trust
On board

"Good night baby!" yilzid said to enter the room first.

Ilker gave a smile back to the woman who always made him crazy.

He closed the door after Yilzid closed the door. Dragging both tired legs straight into the bathroom. Cleaning yourself by draining a warm shower using a fragrant shampoo can calm down.

Then put on a towel and opened the entrance to the room and changed the clothes he had taken from the closet he had taken out of the suitcase. Staring at the head board and dropping his body relaxedly closed both eyes.

In the morning, downstairs a courier was entering the door of the hotel, early in the morning to deliver the package to the address written by Mr. Altan in the parcel.

"Can I help you?"ask security.

"I want to deliver this," replied the delivery man.

"Let's follow me, sir!" Security was also walked into the Bellboy hotel to hand over the property of the recipient listed above.

"Thank you, sir! Excuse me!" The courier left that place. Walk out and pick up the motorcycle he had parked earlier.

The hotel immediately contacted the name written on the package.

The crane! The crane! The crane!

📱"Yes, hello! Ilker said from behind the phone with his hoarse voice.

📱"Sir, we just want to say. Your package delivery has arrived" the hotel said from behind the phone.

📱"Oh, yes, Sir! It is now being delivered by our staff. It might be in a minute to get to the room, sir," the hotel said from behind the phone.

📱"Yes, alright!" Ilker woke up after the phone connection was turned off.

Out the room opens the door. Took the shipment he asked from Pak Altan. "Thank you" he said, closing the door.

Put the suitcase on the bed and open it. All of his stuff he took out of the suitcase. Watch them one by one. Is it in accordance with his request or not? After he saw everything fit. He left her and took a shower.

Dhyia whose body, was actually less fit after carrying out her obligations and cleaning herself, she came down wanting to help True who was busy in the kitchen.

"Again, Bi!" sapa Dhyia who saw bi True is busy.

"Eh, Mistress! Morning, New!" Turning his head a little backwards looking at the madam. Followed by both hands washing the dishes of his former meal last night, turning back the head looking at the running water flushing the dishes.

"Bi, don't you have a call from, Mas Ilker?" dhyia asked with a slightly hoarse voice holding the condition of the body firmly.

"Engga, New. From last night, sir! No phone calls." Saw his young mistress sitting on the dining table chair. True face immediately turned into a sad because he remembered the words of Mr. Altan last night.

"Him, why is his face buckled like that?"ask Right. "Morning still! Only the morning dew disappears!" he said, shaking hands after putting together everything in his grandson earlier.

"Maybe it's a lack of sleep, Bi?!" Dhyia again shivered a little because of the cold air.

Right then moved on to start work, as usual, which was recently helped by Dhyia.

"Him! Better, Madam breakfast first! The Madam will be sick." True very worried after Pak Altan's speech last night again disturbed his mind. He left what he was holding to pick up plates, glasses and everything he needed to eat. "Come, Him! Sit first! Don't help, Auntie again, New! Aunt can be alone."

Looking towards the young lady who straightened her body and placed the washcloth on the table. "Yes, Bi." Dhyia immediately turned her body looking towards the table. White rice and spicy sambal omelet have been presented on the table.

"Oh, yes, Bi! Is there fish in the fridge?" ask Dhyia.

"Yes, New. Mr. Balin has not come to deliver groceries," replied Correct. Looking towards the mistress.

" Bi, Mas Ilker's office has not been cleaned, ' said Dhyia. Looking at the housekeeper who also looks agile doing housework.

While in the hotel room number twenty-four there was a woman who was dressed beautifully. Ilker who was still inside the bathroom in the hotel room numbered twenty-five seemed to be in a hurry. He was impatient, put on a towel and got out as soon as he could. I could go to the beach this morning.

"Darling, are you ready yet?" ask Yilzid from the message.

Ting! Ting! Ting!

The tone of the message call was entered into the phone belonging to Ilker. The short message that had made him rush to finish the shower ran over to the bed to pick up the phone.

"It's Dudu." He immediately replied that the message was short. Hurry up to pick up clothes from the closet in the hotel room.

In a hurry he took clothes and pants and brought a camera and tripod to explore the beautiful scenery of the amazing beach this morning. Out waiting for the heart that he had sent a message from earlier.

It was true that he looked a little agitated when he saw Dhyia even eating rice he was not so tasteful. His face suddenly looked pale eloquently from afar as if he had recalled that remark back.

After he heard the sound of vomiting from behind him. Rightly who noticed him from earlier instantly flipped over, approaching the unhealthy master.

"Him! Drink first, Him!" the true word is giving a glass of water. While massaging the nape of the mistress.

Dhyia's face looked very pale. Right away led the madam to sit on the dining table chair.

While Ilker and Yilzid are seen enjoying to the natural senses from the ship. The wind that blows cold makes the atmosphere of intimacy slightly intertwined.

"The sea water is clear, yes!" Yilzid stared at the sea water with a pleasure that relieved the mind.

While Ilker has dived to the bottom of the sea. Diving is one of his hobbies.

"Everywhere to the beach is definitely a dive?!" muttered Yilzid who was photographing himself on board using his cell phone camera. Followed by the two eyeballs occasionally turned towards the pounding water that was gurgling by Ilker's huge high body jump.

True was very panicked to see the condition of the mistress who suddenly hot cold and drop. "Him! Why can I believe it, Him?" right Ask, squeeze a little towel. "The rules don't work, Him! Let me just." While attaching the small towel to the forehead of the woman who was leaning limp on the bench while massaging her forehead.

"In the meantime, yeah, Him!" kata Benar ran out of the kitchen room then raised the phone handle silently, glancing towards the kitchen at a glance.

The connection went into his master's phone. However, there was absolutely no sounding of authenticity from behind the phone. He kept calling her until the call was picked up.

The sound of the ringing was heard by Yilzid was busy enjoying a gust of strong wind that blew away around the beach, looking back, precisely towards the cellphone.

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