Give Me Your Hand's

Himp

A few hours after the night of the raid on his home, Ferit who managed to escape chose to hide in a warehouse owned by him on the outskirts of Istanbul. Now the long-haired man was alone in the old building filled with rusty iron. Hasan—his confidant died from being shot at by him. Some of his men were arrested by the police and went missing somewhere.

The sound of his cell phone ringing woke Ferrite up. A Mandellion name made him get out of his car. The French company almost put its own company on edge. He was chased by debt collectors.

“Halo,” greet Ferit in English.

“Good morning, Mr. Ferrite. I represent the Mandellion party only to inform you, that until yesterday the results of the Kozan Company design have not been received. You need to know Sir, the deadline is today,”, said one of the Mandellion Managers named Aurora. The woman also used her dialogue in English.

“Give me time, I'll send it today.” Ferrite struck his own forehead as soon as he heard Aurora's words.

“It looks like you forgot our agreement, Mr. Ferrit. If the goods were shipped today, we would receive them in a few days. It's too late, Mr.”

“I am the one who will send it today!” excited Ferit with the overflow of his emotions.

After a brief discussion with her boss, Aurora said, “Alright, Mr. Ferrit. We'll give you until six in the afternoon Paris time."

“What? Six o'clock in the afternoon?” The two brown eye beads immediately glared at the pile of scrap metal that was in front of him.

“This is already our deal, sir. Good morning and see you later tonight at Mandellion.” The call was immediately interrupted.

“They think I'm a bird that can fly straight to Paris?” “Arrggghh...!” shouted Ferrite.

With the outflow of his emotions he kicked the old iron pile that was originally neatly arranged, now the iron simultaneously rolled down to the floor. It seems that difficult times are starting to squeeze him at this time, his desire to get Ivy has not yet materialized plus the problem of Cansu and his work problems. The desire to get Ivy was even further from his reach.

With Mandellion's order, I was able to get out of Istanbul.

His excitement grew even more when the short needle on his watch was at number nine. Ferrite began to estimate the flight time, no later than two o'clock in the afternoon, he should be able to fly to Paris.

The black sedan car again runs all four wheels. Rinsing through the streets of Istanbul, which are filled with hundreds to thousands of motor vehicles. The long-haired man chose to go to the office, to finish his work and then left Istanbul.

Ferrite stopped his car some distance from the Kozan Company building. As far as his eyes could see, he saw several police cars stopping in front of his company building. His memory is back to the incident last night, when he was contacting his men who were in the hospital, it turns out the Police Captain who received his call.

“Sial! It must have been those fools who had informed the police of my involvement!” Ferrite hit the steering wheel hard.

“Can also be the goddamn mechanic and the black man who reported me to the police.”

The steering wheel was again the target of Ferit's anger, as the brown-haired man tried to find a way to get into his own office. Forcing her into the building, it would even make her commit suicide. There was only one way he could think of it, he started contacting one of his managers to help get Mandellion's order items out along with his passport.

“I'm waiting for you at the back door of the building. Remember not to let the police suspect you.” Ferrite said to his manager.

“Good, Mr.”

The manager who every day is only responsible for overseeing the warehouse, this time he had to go up to the eighth floor to take Ferit's passport. The glasses guy moved his legs as usual. Passing through each police officer who came in and out brought some documents from the room of his superiors. The man chose to hide in the men's toilet while waiting for the policeman to leave Ferrite's room.

Minutes passed, and the opportunity finally came. There was no sound of people chatting, no sound of handie talkies belonging to police officers, even the manager did not hear the sound of footsteps other than his own. Slowly a pair of pantofel shoes stepped into the room owned by his boss.

His mouth suddenly opened when he saw the desk drawer and the contents of the closet in the room was empty, even the company's laptop was seized by the authorities. The glasses guy fixed the location of his glasses, as he searched for Ferrite's passport in every corner of the room.

“Where... that passport?” he murmured with his nervous voice.

The vibration of the mobile phone in his shirt pocket made this bespectacled man surprised. His guess turned out to be true, Ferit contacted him back. With his vibrating finger the man pressed the green button on his phone screen.

“Why are you so long? I've been waiting for you since!"

“That passport is not here, Mr.”

“You're the one who's not so damn looking for him! The passport is in the drawer to the right of my desk!”

“Police have searched your room, Sir. They carry all the contents of the drawers, the contents of the cabinets and laptops that are in your room.”

“Did they also confiscate my passport?”

“It looks like so, Sir. They just leave the furniture in your room.”

The ferrite came back in the car. Some parties began to squeeze him, without giving him a chance to breathe. Without a passport, it is impossible to book a flight to Paris. It was also impossible for him to fulfill his cooperation agreement with the Mandellion Company. He began to calculate how much money he would have to pay to pay Mandellion's losses.

“Oh shit! They're really going to rob my company!” furious Ferrite while clenching his palm.

He's really getting pinched at the moment. His only hope right now is to take his savings to survive, before the authorities freeze his savings account.

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At nine in the morning, a couple who had been enjoying their bridal night started to open their eyelids. Ivy started wriggling in Kenan's arms. Pain and pain began to spread throughout his body. He is not fully awake yet. Apparently her husband had woken up a few minutes ago, the man deliberately did not wake her, because he wanted to look at the face of his wife who was asleep.

“Good morning, my dear wife,” said Kenan who immediately gave a light kiss on the top of the head and forehead Ivy.

“Hmm…. Good morning too, My dear husband,” reply Ivy who is still reluctant to release himself from Kenan's embrace, “it seems it is now noon.”

“Entah.” Kenan reached out his right hand to pick up his phone, but he did not find the thin black object on his nightstand. “Where is my phone?”

A frown appeared on his forehead when he saw the phone had been on the floor with the battery released from his body. It seems the man had forgotten the sound of the cell phone interrupting his sleep an hour ago.

“O...o..., why did he fall to the floor?” Kenan straightened his body and picked up his cell phone.

Kenan only raised both corners of his lips after hearing the explanation from Ivy. Put the battery back on the phone then the rectangular-shaped screen back on.

“I'll take a shower first.” Ivy immediately stood up while enduring the pain in his lower body.

“Wait, I'm coming!” exclaimed Kenan who saw the innocent body of Ivy walking in front of him. That innocent body re-awakened his desires.

After playing soap foam and cleaning themselves, they helped each other put on their own clothes. Ivy helped button up Kenan's shirt as well as her husband's, the man helped raise the retsliting of Ivy's shirt. Aaron's son sat Ivy in a chair and began to dry his wife's hair using a hairdryer. Ivy looked at her husband's face from the reflection of the mirror, she started to laugh and smile.

A cold man like you is very good at spoiling me, maybe I'm the lucky one to get your love….

“What's up? Why are you smiling to yourself?” kenan asked after he finished drying his long dark brown hair.

Ivy instantly turned her body and landed her lips on Kenan's brown lips. That unexpected touch made Kenan instantly catch those thin lips gently. However, a knock on the door blew it all away. They also laughed.

“Kakak!” call Deniz behind the door.

"Deniz?” Both of them mentioned the name of the boy.

Ivy immediately opened the door of her room and saw her sister in front. Before he asked, the boy immediately gave the phone a black color like his.

“I was waiting for you to wake up, but brother slept a long time. Someone called you, but I didn't answer. Now that my private teacher has come, I want to study first" Deniz said.

"Good morning, Old Brother.” Deniz stuck out his tongue when he saw Kenan standing behind his brother, as did Kenan who replied to him with the same behavior.

“Go,” reply Ivy while shuffling his sister's hair. The boy immediately left his two brothers.

“Who called you?” kenan asked as Ivy was opening his phone screen. From the look on his wife's face, there seemed to be something serious.

Ivy had not had time to answer Kenan's question, the sound of a cell phone ringing in the room rang. The couple went back in and closed the door to their room. Kenan's two black eyebrows intertwined when he saw a row of foreign numbers appearing on his phone screen. The foreign number was like the number that contacted him while he was still asleep.

“Halo,” replied Kenan.

“Good morning, Mr. Kenan. I am Aurora Nechez from Mandellion.” Company The frown on Kenan's forehead instantly appeared when he heard the name Mandellion.

“Yes. Good morning also Miss Aurora,” reply Kenan with her English dialogue.

“I am assigned to provide information to you that Mandellion Company gives an opportunity to the winner of the second tender namely Falea Company to cooperate with us.” In the room Aurora was giving a code to her supervisor—Master Curtiz that she managed to contact Kenan.

“You gave us a chance? Didn't you guys decide the winner of this year's Spring tender?” Kenan opened his bedroom door and walked into his study.

“That's right, Mr. Kenan. The Falea company was the second-highest bidder at the tender time. If you are still interested, maybe we can talk about our deal,” explained Aurora.

Without Kenan realizing it, Mr. Curtiz pressed the loudspeaker button on the phone plane used by his manager, allowing him to hear Kenan's words.

An answer flashed through Kenan's mind as to why the company contacted him and gave Falaea a chance. A smile painted from his brown lips, he would never miss the opportunity before his eyes.

“Good. We can talk about it now.” Kenan saw Ivy come into the room. The young lady simply crossed her arms in front of her chest and leaned herself in front of the open door leaf.

Aurora asks Kenan to change the price of the offer as given by Ferit, which is forty percent for Mandellion and sixty percent for Kozan. Mandellion prefers the Kozan Company because they get more parts than Kenan gives. The woman's manager attempted to change Kenan's stance.

“I stick to my stance, Miss Aurora. Thirty percent Mandellion and seventy percent Falaea.” Kenan insists on keeping the price, because he also wants to make his company grow.

Curtiz, listening to Kenan, immediately took over the conversation. “Mr Kenan, it's me Curtiz. I think that sixty percent price is more than enough for a new company like Faleea.”

“You think it's enough, but I think it's still lacking, Mr. Curtiz. If between us there is no deal, you better re-cooperate with Kozan Company,” said Kenan who emphasized his words to Kozan.

The Mandellion official scratched one of his eyebrows before he made his decision. In order to make even more profit, Curtiz gave Kenan terms.

“Good. We agreed to our agreement, thirty to seventy. But the clothes should have been received two weeks from now.”

Kenan laughed a little at Curtiz's words. It's not the first time, a big company is pressuring him. If he doesn't get a contract with Mandellion, it doesn't matter to him. Falaea can live off of small companies that want to work with her.

“Sign the agreement letter first, then my company will start working on it. Two weeks after we both received the agreement letter.”

Curtiz had misjudged Kenan. He thought that Aaron's son must be ambitious to get a contract with Mandellion. He wanted to fool the small company, but his company was submissive under Falaea. His company also did not allow to host a re-tender, due to an increasingly urgent time problem—Spring is underway.

“Aurora will send her agreement letter by email.”

“I'll be waiting for him with pleasure, Mr. Curtiz.” The talks between the two company leaders have ended.

However, there was still something stuck in Ivy's heart after she heard her husband talk. He folded the folds of his hand and asked Kenan, “Will Mandellion accept our offer?"

Kenan was silent for a few seconds, he looked at Ivy who was still standing in front of the door. Then the man spread out his palms in front of Ivy and threw her charming smile. Needless to say, Ivy immediately understood her husband's intentions. The young woman immediately threw herself into Kenan's arms.

“They accept Falaea, Honey!” yelled Kenan with his laugh. The man instantly raised Ivy's slender body beyond the height of his head and made him spin in the middle of the room. A voice full of laughter was heard throughout the room.

“You were really great, Honey,” praise Ivy, when Kenan dropped himself off.

Kenan pinched Ivy's pointed nose gently. “Not me, but you're great. They judge the outcome of your plan. I just gave you a decent price for your work.”

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