Give Me Your Hand's
Beautiful Night - A Surprise In The Morning Welcomes Falaea
After successfully overtaking the two cars in front of him. Now Kenan is right behind the black sedan. But on a vast highway with colorful skyscrapers, the black sedan suddenly turned and walked backwards. Ferrite pulls out his gun muzzle and points it at Kenan's SUV. Aaron's son also pointed his firearm towards the sedan in front of him.
A few seconds apart, Kenan chose to slam the steering wheel to the left, avoiding the firing of Ferrite bullets. As a result, the bullet went off and hit Mehmet's men's car behind Kenan's car. The car exploded with the driver inside. The SUV crashed into a fast food restaurant.
Kenan instantly covered his face with both of his arms to avoid the broken glass flying in front of him. Flakes of car window glass and restaurant window glass were tingling in the car and on the floor. The protective pillow in the steering wheel immediately bulged to protect Kenan's head, when his car hit a concrete pillar in the middle of the room. The car immediately stopped in front of the pillar with its front body severely damaged by the hard hit. The words of Ivy who asked him to return home safely ring in Kenan's head.
“I have to get out of here immediately,” murmured while holding his head that feels dizzy.
Aaron's son opened his car door slowly and immediately got out of his vehicle. He saw the fuel dripping down the floor of the restaurant. He tried to drag his legs to reach the exit, and the big explosion happened right when Kenan set his foot in front of the building. His body felt thrown in the middle of the highway, when the loud thumping sound occurred.
His face was hot as soon as he saw the flames soaring high in front of his eyes. His breathing sounded heavy, grateful he was still alive despite losing his car. Several cars stopped around to see what had happened.
The Ferrite who saw the explosion happened from immediately laughing smirked. He turned his car in the opposite direction.
“Hey, stop!” yelled Kenan who saw Ferrite's car wanted to leave the scene. Ivy's husband tried to chase the car, but his steps were far behind the pace of the vehicle.
The driver of the black sedan just waved his hand from the window glass and left behind the chaos that had just occurred. Judging from the reflection of his rearview mirror that there was no other vehicle following him, the long-haired man took his other phone. From behind his wheel, he tried to contact his men who were in the hospital. However, he was one step late, the hospital had contacted the police and managed to arrest Ferit's men who held Cansu hostage.
“Halo, this is Police Captain.”
“Sial! Why are there police?” Ferrite immediately hung up his phone as soon as he heard the Captain's voice from the end of his phone. He drove the car fast, disappearing in the dark of the night light.
While on the road, Mehmet changed his mind. The man chose to help Cansu and turned his car to the hospital. He ran straight to his girlfriend's room. He saw two of his men were being examined by police officers and three others who seemed to be Ferit's men in the midfield some officers.
“These two are innocent, Sir,” Mehmet told the police captain. “They are my people whom I command to look after patients.”
“We only ask for their details,” replied the Captain.
“OK, please. Where's Cansu?”
“The woman is inside.”
The police captain pointed his index finger at the door leaf. Mehmet turned his gaze to a woman sitting on the bed and a police woman accompanying him.
“Mehmet Cansu rushed straight into his lover's arms with tears, as soon as he saw the bald man enter his room.
The fear of kidnapping and rape has not subsided, now the fear is growing after Ferit's men seized him and saw the police in his room.
“There I am... I am here, everything will be fine. Calm down.” Mehmet rubbed Cansu's back up and down, he could feel the slender body shaking violently.
“I want to go home.”
Cansu's words immediately made Mehmet hold his head up. The man was pensive for a while, never giving an answer to his lover's request. Just a few hours ago while at the boxing gym, Kenan told news of the capture of Sophia.
“I'll be with you tonight. Tomorrow we will go home,” Mehmet said. Only those words could come out of the lips of his mouth. Delaying Cansu's return for one night, either the next night any more reason than he would use.
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The moon has entered its early hours. The spray of water coming from the fireman's car managed to extinguish the rampage of the fireman. Kenan chose to stay away from the group of people who were watching the fire. He limped over the sidewalk and contacted Mehmet.
“Where are you?” asked Kenan after his phone connection was connected to Mehmet's phone.
“I'm in the hospital. The police came here, they managed to catch the son of the son of a bitch. What about our catch?”
“He managed to escape. Your car and one of your men's cars are on fire.”
“After morning, I will search for his whereabouts. As long as that bastard is still in Istanbul, I will definitely find him. Go home. I'll call you later.”
A pair of sneakers were back walking down the sidewalk after the sidewalk. He saw a circular watch on his wrist, almost approaching two in the morning. His trip to his apartment is still a long way off. Kenan tried to find a public vehicle to go home, but not a single taxi or metro appeared during normal human sleep hours.
From a distance he saw a box car without a cover that would pass in front of him. Kenan swung his thumb to stop the car.
“What's up?” ask the driver when the car he was driving stopped next to Kenan.
“Can I ride your car?” Kenan brought himself closer to the rearview mirror.
“Allah!” The driver moved his head back.
Not wasting the opportunity, Kenan immediately jumped into the open box. The man sat on a tarp that covered the bottom of the box. Sometimes he stared at the dark sky that scattered many stars in the sky. A collection of black clouds covered the moon's rays. His breath was mixed with the spring air.
The box car turned to the left, Kenan immediately saw the direction of the road. Where the driver of this vehicle took him away, approached his apartment or even away from him. Turns out the box car drove in the direction of the return lane.
“Stop!” exclaim Kenan while tapping the rear window of the car.
With a heart that misses his wife dearly, Kenan takes the elevator to the seventh floor, where he lives. The bright light greeted his arrival when the man had just walked into his apartment room. Ivy, who had been wearing her nightgown, fell asleep on the sofa with the television screen still on and the phone nearby.
“It turns out you were really waiting for me to come home, honey,” muttered as she kissed the forehead of the woman she had just married a few hours ago. He sits himself next to Ivy.
“Why don't you sleep in my room?” Kenan rubbed the child with brown hair that framed his wife's oval face. The rubbing of the cheeks that met with redness was soft, making the owner of the face squirm.
Kenan stuffed one of his arms behind Ivy's neck and the other behind the folds of his knees, holding her in a bridal style. Ivy's eyelids opened slightly when her husband had laid her on the bed. She saw the face of her husband who was on it.
“Kenan? You're home?” Ivy touched a square-shaped face with her eyes still soft and sleepy.
The thin-moustached man simply replied to his wife's question with his charming smile. Unlike Ivy, once he saw his wife's face, his drowsiness seemed to fly somewhere.
“I'll prepare your nightwear.” Ivy was about to keep Kenan's body away from the top of his body, but the man instead made him more attached to his bed.
The green-eyed bead twitched as if the pair of eyeballs wanted to find out what her husband would do next. The two pairs of eyes looked at each other at a very close distance. The two noses almost stick to each other. Ivy tried to divert his nervousness by asking, “Did you guys catch Ferrite?”
“Hsttt...” Kenan covered Ivy's lips with his index finger. He didn't want this beautiful night filled with names
the destroyer.
“I don't want to talk about it,” whispered Kenan with his barely-voiced speech.
“I want to pay my debt tonight,” hiss Kenan right in Ivy's ears, making the woman's cheeks re-greets red and hot to hold her shame.
The man immediately put his brown lips on his wife's ear lobe. Inhaling the scent of the virgin's body through the deep indentation of her neck. The green-eyed bead closed itself, as Kenan's thin feathers began to touch his face. Kenan's mint scent made Ivy's mind drift. And those brown lips
immediately landed himself on thin lips without lipstick polish.
Once the embrace, Kenan managed to lift his wife's body without releasing the appearance of his lips. The man took Ivy into the bathroom. Lower that slender body just below the shower head. The splash of water coming from the shower shower wet the two bodies that were still wrapped in a piece of cloth. The newlyweds were playing under the rain falling from the sky. Kenan immediately took off his clothes.
“Are you cold?” asked Kenan who locked his wife's body with both hands attached to the wall.
Ivy just shook her head and smiled sweetly. The flowing water and wet the thin feathers, making her husband's face look sexier. He also touched eyebrows, nose, mustache, brown lips to Kenan's chest hair with the tip of his index finger. The fingertips danced over the chest of the Kenan field, while the green eye bead stared at the dark gray eye bead lovingly.
What Ivy did was to make Kenan's desire go up. The man immediately took off Ivy's nightgown. The brown lips instantly explored the slender body that was in front of him. The sigh that came out of Ivy's mouth, made Kenan press his lips on the smooth white skin. The man always left his mark on every indentation. Ivy again sighed, Kenan's touch increasingly made him float somewhere. Soap foam almost fills every inch of their skin.
Not knowing how long they had been playing in the bathroom, Kenan again carried Ivy and laid him on his bed. The man heated up Ivy's body with the touch of his lips and hands. Seeing Ivy's face and breathing that had started to change, Kenan immediately penetrated his wife's fortress.
Ivy's palm clutched tightly onto the bedsheet that was under his body when Kenan broke through his defensive fort. The sound of sigh after sigh came out from both lips of the couple. Now the sweat grains that wet the bodies of the two as they do the unification and make the Ivy into his entirety. The muscular body collapsed beside Ivy's body, after the man managed to expel all his desires.
The next day, the couple who were still asleep was surprised by the sound of Kenan's cell phone ringing. Kenan swung his right hand at the small table beside his bed. Because his eyes were still closed, as a result the hand swing even made the phone fall to the floor. Make the phone detach from the battery.
“Who?” Ivy asked with her eyes still closed.
“I don't know. Go to sleep,” said Kenan with his raucous voice. He immediately pulled Ivy's plain body into his arms and covered it with a blanket.
Those who only slept for about four hours still felt heavy to open their eyelids. This time Ivy's phone is ringing. As Kenan carried Ivy into the room, the man left his wife's phone on the living room couch.
The phone kept ringing for the second time. Deniz, who had just woken up, came to his sister's phone. He saw the rectangular-shaped screen, a row of numbers that did not have a name.
“Sounds like this isn't Istanbul's number?” murmured Deniz who saw there was a three-digit number code in front, which is usually used by callers from abroad.
“Whose phone reads?” tanya Nur who saw the boy looked at the cellphone in his hand.
“It's got Ivy.” Deniz put the black phone back along with the ringtone stop, because he did not dare to lift his sister's phone.
"They're still sleeping. Later just tell your sister if anyone is looking for her.” After saying that, Nur left Deniz.
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“How? Is it connected?” ask a man to his manager in French.
“I've contacted the CEO and designer but none of them has picked up the phone,” replied the manager.
“Two hours left, try contacting them back. If they cannot be contacted, cross their company name from our list.”
“Good, Mr.”
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