DANGEROUS LOVE'S

Funeral

On the same day after Kenan was declared dead and after the Autopsy process was completed, Emir Aksal immediately helped Kenan's funeral process.

It was as if the sky was feeling the sadness that Hazal was experiencing. The blue sky looked cloudy, the king of the afternoon was grieving by hiding himself behind the clouds. The atmosphere of the afternoon that should be a little hot, turned cloudy.

In all-black clothes, Hazal swung her steps heavily into the burial area. She holds a picture frame of Kenan who just became her husband for no more than an hour. His eyes were empty and his face was puffy. He continued to mutter in his heart every time his two feet stepped. Repeating every word the same.

Don't punish me, Kenan. Don't punish me like this....

A regret that Hazal could not forget for the rest of his life. Indirectly it was him who had caused Kenan to die. Her husband had sacrificed his life to protect her.

Hazal's footsteps and those accompanying her came to a halt in front of DILARA FALLAY, Kenan's biological mother. Hazal buried Kenan's body next to Aaron's wife. He knelt down in front of the old gray tombstone.

Mother-in-law, even though I don't know you. But I'm sure, that mom is a good woman. Forgive the mistake of my biological mother who has made her mother not loved by her own husband.

Hazal shed her tears, and closed her eyelids as she recalled the letters her mother had written to Aaron.

Mother-in-law, thank you for giving birth to a son like Kenan. Forgive me. Because of my desire for revenge against Aaron, your son must die. I'm sorry, who hasn't made Kenan happy at the end of his life.

Hazal knelt while tightly hugging Kenan's picture frame, her lips and body shaking. Although he was just crying and not making a sound, but everyone seemed to understand with his heart at this moment. Dozens of people accompanied the departure of the late Kenan.

Hazal stared only at the coffin of her late husband who had gone into the burrow, and lamented the grain of sand and earth that had increasingly covered the coffin that separated her and Kenan forever.

The clear liquid flowed profusely wet his face, his lips seemed to tremble violently, his nose was flushed red withstanding his grief.

The funeral of the late Kenan has been completed, mourners begin to sow flowers on the mound of land and move from the navel of Kenan. They offered their condolences to Hazal, but the Emir's adopted daughter did not respond to them. His eyes were blankly staring at the tombstone that had been written the name of her late husband.

"Hazal, they want to express their condolences to you" said the Emir, sitting next to Hazal and touching his shoulder. But his adopted daughter did not budge, even turning to the Emir did not.

The Emir could only shake his head and exhale. Finally the Emir replied to the mourners.

One by one the mourners went back to their homes. Captain Ishmael walked over to Hazal, wanting to express his condolences.

"He will not hear your words, he is still sad at the moment" said the Emir, who was standing next to Hazal.

"I mourn, Mr. Emir," said Captain Ismail, extending his hand to Emir Aksal.

"Yes. Thanks though. But, there is one thing I want to ask you," the Emir said, replying to the Captain's hand.

Captain Ismail simply cleared his throat, allowing the Emir to ask him.

"Why did you and your army suddenly appear in the wedding hall? Did you know Aaron's plan before?" the Emir asked while narrowing his eyes to look at Ismail's face.

"I don't know Aaron's plan. All of this was the plan of the deceased, he asked me to guard the wedding hall. Kenan only gave instructions, if the sound of gunfire is heard, then me and my troops should immediately go inside," Ismail explained as he put both his hands in his black jacket pocket.

The Emir patted the Captain on the shoulder and nodded his head. "When will Aaron be heard?"

"Maybe another week or two, the police are still perfecting the files and evidence" replied Captain Ismail, who then said goodbye to the Emir.

Their conversation was heard by Hazal, his eyes implying a deep hatred as soon as he heard the name Aaron mentioned. The palm of his hand took the ground below his knee, on the ground in his hand so firmly that it came out from between his fingers.

You're gonna be like this, Aaron! I swear I'll ruin your life until you beg me for forgiveness!

Japheth, who had been standing behind the crowd of mourners, began to move his feet toward the navel of Kenan. He sprinkled roses on the mound and walked and stood behind Hazal.

It was late in the afternoon, Meral invited his family to come home soon.

"Hazal, let's go home. Tomorrow you can come here again" said Meral, touching Hazal's shoulder. He saw that the sky was getting dark because it was cloudy.

Her adopted daughter stood up slowly, she still wanted to be in her husband's belly button. Time does not allow it. With a heavy heart, Hazal walked away from the still wet mound.

On the way home, Hazal was silent. Not a single word came out of his mouth. As soon as he got home, he went straight into his room and locked himself in.

"Let him first, he is still sad and in shock at the moment" said the Emir who answered Meral and Japheth's questionable facial expressions in Hazal's manner.

In her room, Hazal cries on her bed. Remembering everything he did with Kenan. Though it is too late for her to realize and repay her husband's love.

I just gave up all my feelings for you, but why did you leave so soon, Kenan... Why did everyone who wanted to protect me end up so pitiful? My mom and you....

Police Station

The news of Kenan's death was heard in Aaron's ear who is currently languishing in the Central Police Station prison. A lawyer gave his information when he swiped the old fox.

"Who's taking care of Kenan's funeral?" asked Aaron with a face still hardened.

"Master Emir Aksal and Mr. Kenan's wife" replied Aaron's lawyer who was sitting in front of the middle-aged man.

"Hazal?" Aaron squinted both of his eyes. "Where did he bury my son?"

Aaron's eyes turned red and his hands began to clench when he learned that it was his enemy's daughter who had buried Kenan. He did not want the last body of his son touched by the descendants of Erkan.

"By the side of your wife's belly button" replied Aaron's defender, showing him a photo on his phone.

Aaron rubbed his face hard, looking at the photo of Kenan's tombstone and his tombstone that had been attached.

"You're my only successor, Kenan. You shouldn't have fallen in love with Erkan's daughter! Now I have to lose you!" shouted Aaron who spoke in front of a photo of the Kenan navel.

It's not Dad's fault! It's all because of that woman! Descendants of losers and traitorous women!

"When am I going to court?" aaron asked, putting his lawyer's phone on the table.

"The schedule hasn't come out yet, it looks like the police are finalizing your file. It's likely that tomorrow they'll start interrogating you, sir," the lawyer, who is about forty, politely explained.

"Make my case an accidental murder. Tell the police and the judge that I accidentally shot my own son. You understand!" harun exclaims while clutching the collar of his lawyer's shirt.

"Okay, Mr. Aaron. I'll make your sentence lightened" said the lawyer fearfully.

"Not on the other side, stupid! But get me out of here! I'll pay you as much as you want, as long as you free me from this damned place!" aaron growled and then he removed his grip from the collar of the lawyer's shirt.

After speaking with his defense, Aaron immediately entered into his detention room. He was in the same cell that the late Ted Baxter had occupied.

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