Give Me Your Hand's
Don't Say That
“I won't talk, if I'm not accompanied by a lawyer!” Kenan stared intently at Sergeant Rafit with his piercing eyes.
“How? Does he want to open his mouth?” ask Captain Cenk to his subordinates. The police captain suddenly enters Kenan's interrogation room, while Mehmet is placed in a different interrogation room.
Both of the sturdy shoulders of the green-clothed man were raised upwards. “She asked to be accompanied by her lawyer.”
The high-soled shoes step closer to the interrogation table in front of Kenan. The Police Captain placed both of his palms on the edge of the table and leaned himself in front of Kenan. “If you don't want to talk, just enjoy this prison longer!”
“I ... no... care!” Kenan bullied the Captain in his stressed voice. He was still sitting on his chair in a cold manner.
A nod was seen from the Captain's head after he slightly moved away from the dark wooden table. “OK... let's see if your wife—Monya Ivy Fallay managed to find a lawyer to defend her husband!”
Kenan stood up and laughed at Captain Cenk. The police chief's words were quite ludicrous in Kenan's ears. By walking a few steps already made him face to face with the pouty-haired man.
“Don't try pressing me, Captain! There are so many lawyers in this city!”
"Oh yeah? You think?” Captain Cenk tilted his head to look at Kenan.
He scratched one end of his eyebrow before continuing his words. “You think, who wants to defend yourself, huh? This case is definitely incriminating! Who wants to defend a case that is clearly lost in court! Then who is to blame for the killing of the twelve bodies in the old barn?"
The string of sentences left Kenan's mouth and eyelids wide open. This time the Police Captain laughed back at Kenan's reaction.
“Restore him into his cell!” the captain orders the police officer at the door.
The two police officers brought Kenan back into his cell, the footsteps of Aaron's son, thinking about the endless path in front of him.
In a different interrogation room, like Kenan, Mehmet also did not want to open his voice. The man also asked for a lawyer. The two men have agreed to serve their punishment or freedom together.
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On the third day after the murder, doctors allowed Ivy to leave the hospital. In her room, Ivy was changing hospital clothes with clean clothes that Cansu brought. The two women will visit their husbands together.
“What's all done?” cansu asked when he saw Ivy was paying his hospital bills.
“Yes, everything is in order. Let's go,” invite Ivy who equalizes his steps beside Cansu. The two left the hospital and went to the police station in a taxi.
On the way Ivy had asked about Cansu's pregnancy, but his half-brother only smiled faintly and said, “In fact I am a little relieved, because the savage man did not plant his seeds on me. It's been over a month and I'm not pregnant.”
“I can't imagine if I'm pregnant with her child. Although Mehmet promised to accept it, but how would you feel if every time you see the child's face that is similar to his father's face,” continued Cansu who made Ivy shudder to imagine if it happened to him.
The two women's chatter stopped as the taxi stopped in front of the Istanbul Police Station. The two walked side by side into the city's largest police station. A blue white sedan filled the scene in front of them.
After going through various checks, the two wrote their names on a guest list book. An officer let them into a not-so-large room filled with only a few tables and a few chairs. It was here that the prisoners met and talked with their families.
Almost ten minutes passed, but their men did not reveal their noses. The hearts of the two women were hoping to be anxious while thinking about what was happening inside. By rubbing both of her hands and biting her lower lip, Ivy vented her anxiety. While Cansu has since seen his watch and continues to walk back and forth behind Ivy.
“That's them!” exclaimed Ivy who saw the door in front of him opened wide and two men in prison uniforms stood in the doorway. She got up to her feet after seeing clearly, that the man in front of her was her husband—Kenan.
Cansu immediately stopped his steps and turned towards the door after he heard Ivy's exclamation. “Mehmet..
The two couples hugged each other tightly, as if they hadn't seen each other for so long. The two also chose to talk in a different corner of the room, keeping the table that was their barrier to release longing. Ivy tells Kenan that the contents are safe. The son of Aaron only rubbed his face violently.
The sound of a puff of breath coming out of Kenan's nostril until it sounded to Ivy's ear. Which man is not happy when he hears his future son is still alive. However, Mehmet's words rang in his mind, can he see the child was born, grew up and called him father.
“A... I am happy... he is still... alive,” he said in stammering. He immediately clasped his wife's body, then kissed Ivy's shoulder with his eyelids severely closed. Perhaps this was the price he had to pay to feel the bars separating him and his family.
Still in her husband's arms, Ivy said, “A few days ago the Police Captain asked me to find a lawyer who would defend your case.”
“Did you get it?” kenan asked after he let go of his embrace.
“There were two lawyers of alamarhum acquaintance of my father and relatives of my mother. Before I got here, I made an appointment with them. Tomorrow the day after tomorrow we will meet.”
Kenan again clasped his wife's hand and said, “Darling, how about I be punished for a long time or... or maybe I will be put to death? Are you going..”.
Ivy leaned over her body and took off her husband's hand. With both hands he held Kenan's face and stared deeply into the dark gray bead of eyes that was in front of him.
“Don't say that! You want me to continue my life without you? You want me to find another man to replace you and become the father of this child? No, dear.. even though you begged me I wouldn't do it.”.
“I promise..., I will try to free you from here. I'm gonna find the best lawyer in town. The three of us will be reunited, honey. Please don't say that again.”
Hearing Ivy's words, Kenan hugged his wife again. The man's heart was completely broken. He was supposed to be the head of the family and a man could protect his wife, but now he had to let the woman he loved fight alone outside. Taking care of her work problems and her problems. Behind his wife's slender body, the clear liquid melted down his handsome face.
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The breeze of spring whispered, bringing a black sports car into a front yard coffee shop in the Bosphorus— area of the elite in Istanbul City. The two-door black sports car was opened to the top, along with the vehicle's floodlights out. A pair of black high-heeled shoes with their blazer coats on their knees brown set themselves above the paving block.
At the wheel, a young man came down in his formal attire and his pantofel shoes. The man loosened his tie before going inside. Opening one of his palms, he asked the woman to walk with him.
“I go to the toilet first,” said the woman after they both managed to find a seat in an open room on the second floor. “Please order my favorite pasta.”
“Ready, Mistress.” The man smiled seductively in front of his partner.
Along with the woman's departure, the man ordered two servings of pasta and two cups of Turkish Coffee for their lunch. While waiting for his order to arrive, the man spread his gaze across the cafe room. He asked a newspaper published today to one of the waiters of the cafe.
“This, Mr.” The cafe waiter gave three different types of newspapers a publication today.
After thanking the waitress, the eyes of the elangnya are now busy reading one by one the news column today. This morning having been too engrossed in playing with his son, he was almost late to the office. Missing the news today is like living in a room without doors and windows.
“Serious one read it, what's the news today?” ask the brown-coated woman after returning from the toilet. He pulled out his chair and accepted the order given by the cafe waiter.
“Bacalah.” The young man gave a newspaper that had been bent to the woman sitting in front of him. Now he picked up another newspaper nearby.
A piece of news in the lower column caught the woman's attention. The brown eye bead moves from left to right to read sentence by sentence on the paper.
There has been a case of premeditated murder in an old warehouse on the outskirts of Istanubul City. Twelve people died from stab wounds and gunfire. Police arrested two suspects with the initials KF and MD at the scene and released a young woman with the initials IE.
“KF... KF... I'm like I've heard the initials of his name," he murmured quietly.
The woman did not find the answer, as there was not a single photo of the incident and a photo of the suspect in the newspaper.
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