DANGEROUS LOVE'S

Strategies Kenan

It was getting dark when Kenan left his father's house. His heart that had been raging before meeting his father, now increasingly restless after getting an answer from the father.

Aaron's son hit the steering wheel hard. He screamed in his car. He pushed the brake pedal suddenly.

His hand reached into his pants pocket to retrieve his phone. He looked for Mehmet's name on his phone screen.

"Hello..," Mehmet's voice rang out from behind his phone.

"Where are you?" kenan's voice sounded quick and serious.

(Mehmet keeps his phone away from his ear. He looked at the black screen while frowning)

"Ordinary place" Mehmet answered briefly.

The phone call was unilaterally broken by Kenan.

Hazal's lover immediately turned back to his car, heading to where Mehmet was. She may be able to hide her feelings from Hazal, but she needs a conversation partner right now. Although he wanted to share it with Hazal, he could not.

The sound of the black car creaked as Kenan stopped his vehicle at a boxing training center. The place where Mehmet spends his time almost every night.

"Have you found the answer?" mehmet asked when he heard the door open and saw Kenan go inside with a bent face.

Kenan entered a room measuring 3x5 square meters. Mehmet always rented the room for his private practice. Fallay's son walked up to his best friend who had spoken to him at a glance and then focused his attention back on a punching bag.

The dark-skinned man was hitting his black fist with both gloves. The sand-filled sack swayed in all directions after getting a punch from Mehmet.

Kenan opened his entire top clothes, leaving only his denim pants that covered both his legs. The stocky body and white field chest looked plain without any wrapping.

"Give me your gloves!" exclaim Kenan. Mehmet immediately opened his gloves and Kenan immediately put them on.

Highlight his eyes stared intently at the samsak that was in front of him. He has been trying to control his emotions since then, when he talks to his father. The shadow of his father's face and the face of the man in the barn suddenly appeared alternately drawn in the sandbag.

Without any cue, Kenan directly hit the samsak hard. Repeatedly. He expressed all his frustration, disappointment and anger. Everything he channeled through his boxing gloves and sandbags.

Sweat granules poured from his head to wet the floor where he stood. There were countless more how many blows he had dealt. His hair and body had started to get wet.

Mehmet just looked at it from the side, shook his head and exhaled deeply.

What really happened at his house? Why is he so angry?

Kenan's breathing panted after he vented his anger. He bowed his body while holding both knees.

"Are you satisfied?" Mehmet's voice surprised Kenan. Aaron's son forgot the presence of his friend who had been watching him.

Kenan took off his fist gloves, and rubbed his sweat with his arm. He took back his shirt.

"Never, until I find out who's behind all this!" exclaim Kenan. He threw the two gloves at Mehmet. The dark-skinned man caught him with both hands.

"Didn't your father do it?" ask Mehmet. He kept his gloves back and put his clothes back on.

Kenan laid his body on a long chair that was about the size of his height.

"I don't know. My father's alibi has a point. My father had no reason to kill or harm Hazal. They had only met twice," explained Kenan as he rubbed his face with his ten fingers.

Mehmet pulled the wooden chair in the corner of the room and placed it next to Kenan.

"Then do you believe the man's words?" Mehmet advanced his body and raised both eyebrows.

Kenan looked silent, he just looked at Mehmet's face which only saw a row of clean white teeth. He put one of his stairs back to support his head then turned his gaze to the fan that was spinning on the ceiling.

"Half the unbelief and half the trust. Depends on how next," said Kenan who rose to his feet.

"I'm sorry, I don't trust your father. But I think the words of the dying man are more true" said Mehmet, who saw Kenan from his seat.

Silent. The two people fell silent and drifted away with their respective thoughts.

"Are you still holding that guy?" asked Kenan who squinted his eyes at Mehmet who was below him.

"Yes...!" yelled Mehmet who also rose to his feet, now their height is parallel. "Do you still need it?"

"What....!" pekik Mehmet with his English. He regretted the attitude of Kenan who wanted to release the hunt he had caught.

"Let them go back to their master! That way, we will know who their master really is. You and your men but watch their movements!" exclaim Kenan with his suppressing voice.

This is a tactic used by a hunter, to find out the location of the nest of his game. That way the results of the hunt will be more and more.

"Briliany your brain!" exciting Mehmet. He thought Kenan would tell him to torture the man into confessing or hold him captive for some time. But his best friend never told him to kill anyone.

"Guide me for a drink tonight!" take Kenan who has walked to the exit. Followed by Mehmet who immediately scattered himself with Kenan.

Now they are in a cafe located east of Istanbul. They landed their bodies on two black sofas facing each other. A musical accompanies their relaxing time.

Two bottles of alcoholic beverages were already on the square-shaped table. The two men immediately gulped down a drink capable of making their minds float.

"What's your relationship with Hazal?" suddenly Mehmet's mind was reflected in Aksal's daughter. The last time he met Hazal was in Kenan's office.

"We've become lovers" replied Kenan, who played his fingertips on the green bottle.

"You're really cornering me, buddy!" mohmet protested with a small laugh. He ordered the alcoholic drink a second time.

"Drink until you are satisfied, I will treat you. Let's just say it's my apology because I've taken the girl you're after" retorted Kenan who immediately sipped his drink to the end.

Kenan's words made Mehmet laugh. "Newly this time your taste is the same as mine. You can't escape the temptation, can you?"

Kenan advanced his body in front of Mehmet.

"He never teased me. But he made me feel challenged to conquer it and get it. She's like a lioness." Kenan's voice sounded like a sigh, as he said the word lioness.

Hearing Kenan's words, Mehmet laughed again. A waiter gave them two more bottles.

"That's right." Kenan regained her senses on the sofa and smiled at Hazal's beautiful face.

"Lantas, have you conquered it? I mean, did you manage to fuck her?" Mehmet clarified his vulgar words.

"Didn't you know me? I wouldn't fuck her if she didn't give herself to me first. Hazal is not that kind of woman. He is still holy" said Kenan with his beaming eyes. She recalls the incident when Hazal was staying at her apartment.

Mehmet shook his head while laughing repeatedly. Either he's laughing at himself not getting Hazal or he's praising his best friend's luck getting a virgin.

They took the second bottle and gulped it down. The drink brought pleasure but only for a moment.

After spending time in the cafe, the two men immediately returned to the car. Hazal's girlfriend immediately drove her car to the boxing training ground to drive Mehmet.

"The Aksal princess is apparently a long-lived!" yelled Mehmet while patting Kenan on the shoulder behind the steering wheel. Just as Kenan's car stopped at a red light.

The two men saw Hazal coming out of the firing range with Japheth.

"Isn't that Japheth Aksal?" mehmet asked, pointing at Japheth across the street.

"Taught him with his brother," said Kenan who immediately drove back his vehicle. His eyes still looked at Hazal from his rearview mirror.

"I mean what are they shooting practice for? Are they mafia?" Mehmet was still watching Hazal and Japheth behind him. The two sons of Aksal were seen getting into the car.

Kenan was silent. He remembered what he said to Hazal when he was leaving his office. He picked up his phone which he put on his car dashboard. He lowered the speed of his car.

Kenan's eyes were busy watching between the highway and his phone screen. He seemed to smile as soon as he saw Hazal's name on the missed call list, five times. He re-raised the speed of his car and put his phone back on the dashboard.

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Suddenly Kenan came out of his study and stood in front of Hazal's desk.

"Come with me to Switzerland!" her door.

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