Marriage is Because of Trust
Ilker's nagging suppresses the inner Alen and Cecar

Rana also passed into her room that had not been occupied for a long time. Open the room door while pressing the voice recorder.

"Sir Altan! Please, take my suitcase to the room and have Bi Benar clean my room" he said from the recorder.

Hearing the call, True immediately came out leaving the woman who was in the bathroom alone. It turned towards the lady's room that had just arrived a few hours ago.

"Yes, No." Stand in front of the door.

"Bi, please clean my room, yes!" pinta Rana left Benar approaching the balcony.

After hearing the orders from her master and also the lady further added to the tangle in her mind.

Now Ilker has arrived in the office with his holiday clothes that have not been replaced. He went in and met Alen directly.

"Become! Tell Alen to come into my room!" he arrived at the office and met with the employees.

"Good, sir." Derya immediately turned her body flipping towards Alen's room back.

Faced lethargic and wrinkled, like a tangled thread. That's what if it was looked at from his face even inside him right now there was only anxiety. Sit down and drop the body and go back to looking for all the news that he did not know at all.

"Who dares to play with me?" he muttered to himself, looking for related news he heard from an existing source.

Right now her television twig is really bad. All the employees thought the thing that just happened was not a natural thing, it seems like here something is not healthy, thought Cecar instead turned to look at the door after hearing the knock of the door calling Alen.

"Who called him at this hour?" Cecar immediately asked.

"Sir Ilker," Derya replied briefly.

"What?" Alen surprised. Both of their eyes widened in surprise after hearing the name that had just been called. Alen gulped, tilting his head glancing towards Cecar anxiously.

"Then I go first" said Alen leaving Cecar alone in the room. Walking to meet the man who had called him, through Derya. Dragging both feet bitterly in the soul. I don't know! What am I gonna tell him? If he asks things that are beyond my reason," Alen's mind continues to approach the tightly closed room from within.

Standing in a mountain of panic, staring at the door knof he was about to hold. Seeing the perpendicular door accompanied by prolonged deg-degan wanted to go inside to find the man. "It's all my fault. I was too hasty to tell her the bad news." Squeezing both fists of his hands. "If only I had delayed it by a day! Maybe tomorrow or the day after. I can think clearly?!" he said, venturing to open the door.

"Good day, sir! Did you call me?" Alen immediately asked behind his fear.

Ilker immediately raised his gaze. "Sit down!" he swung his hand pointing at the bench that was in front of him.

Alen was downcast feeling guilty and could only listen to all the scolding coming out of the man sitting opposite to him. "Alien! I love you solid and creative colleagues, as well as Cecar . He is the employee of choice of Mr. Ajnur Barlian Carya who is attractive and good talent and humble in every job. But this! What reality, ha?" remove all uncontrolled hardening again. "All fucked! All messy. Even the man I asked! You're looking for him haven't met yet." It's been months! You still haven't found the man in this news!" Biting his molar furiously saw Alen's carelessness in response to things that were happening, just like this time.

"Sir, we've tried our best. We have done everything you have commanded well. Even we still continue to look for the model that you want," said Alen defended himself.

"If you are looking for that model . Must have met from far away?!" repelled.

"Far off, our roads are closed, sir. Suddenly someone shut it all down. Even ads that want to get into our TV station there are those who close it. So too with the model. All the top models are already there who contract it with the highest pay. That's what's hindered us," Alen wrote clearly.

The ambitious man who wants to succeed then receives an explanation from the woman who has the status of an employee. He tried to accept it with common sense that it wasn't a coincidence. This must be someone who deliberately wants to destroy me," his mind saw strange events that hit him at once.

"Squeaks! Hurry up now in my room!" call Ilker from behind the phone. Open all read reports. Advertisements and all of them no longer want to enter his tv station.

Hearing the call to him, Cecar rushed to leave the ideas that had been compiled by him. Walk in a hurry to enter the room.

"Can I help you, sir?" tanyanya immediately opened the door from behind the woman who sat right in front of the owner of the tv station. Glancing to the right, looked at the woman who had a pale and lethargic face as she raised a slight gaze staring at him.

"I want to, starting tomorrow! Find out about all the information that has happened to this company!" tell Ilker firmly. "Find all about the truth. Who is behind all this!"

Now the problem is getting complicated and complicated. At a glance Cecar's face turned grim when he heard the command that began to set his footsteps, all the more difficult and will be hampered for him to want to do everything that can make him happy.

Complaining about the inner regret that has happened lately is so fast. Not to mention Alen's face that he saw earlier was very anxious, wrapped in despair that would sharpen him to *****, he thought.

"Alright, sir," Cecar replied with a heavy tone of voice. Seeing the face of such a troubled man.

Dhyia, who was doing her duty, sat down with all her might to the Creator so that she might be given strength over what she had seen and make her faith more fragile. Staring straight at the two teary eyes, he asked to be given guidance and guidance to the man he had been with for almost two years.

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