Give Me Your Hand's
DL and GMYH Reunion - Invite Me to Meet
The darkness of the night sky and the light of the moon shaded one of the luxurious high-rise buildings belonging to the Aksal family. The house with its high gate was still the same as it used to be. A pair of eyes were still awake in the dark of the night. The owner of the body pulled a little blanket and straightened his body on the back of the pillow.
My husband has sacrificed his company and life for you in the past, this time only….
Ivy's words were still ringing in his mind at this moment. He saw a thin mustachioed face next to him that had fallen asleep, until tonight he had not told Japheth about the problems Kenan was facing. His heart rumbled again after some time he lived in tranquility. He lived his life as a wife, mother and prosecutor.
Kenan. I know you so well, you'd rather suffer than accept help from others let alone from me. If you still remember me, you should be able to tell me directly. You didn't even tell me you were alive. If it wasn't for Mehmet carrying our marriage annulment letter, I would forever carry this regret.
The sound of the baby's cry broke all Hazal's daydreams. The little baby moved his hand to reach for something he could not achieve. Like babies in general who always feel hungry in the middle of the night. A sling and her mother's arms kept the little baby quiet and enjoying her mother's milk.
“You're really starving, Aslan,” muttered Hazal who was talking to the tiny baby. The little hand gripped Hazal's finger tightly. The little eyeballs led to seeing his mother's face, as if he understood what her mother was saying.
“Mother misses you so much, Aslan. Do you miss me too, Mother?” The tiny lips only formed the letter O and her eyelids were flashing amidst the dim light.
After she finished giving her breast milk, Hazal put Aslan back into the crib near her bed. But the little baby came back crying.
“Honey, Mom here,” whispered Hazal who then held back her tiny baby.
The baby did not want to be away from his mother, because all day his mother was always working. His mother took care of it after coming home from the Prosecutor's Office. For three months now, Hazal has returned to her routine as a prosecutor. After six months ago, she took a leave of absence to give birth to her first son—Aslan Aksal. Every day only his grandmother—Meral Aksal and a nanny take care of him. Of course, he wanted to get his mother's attention at night.
He saw the little angel in his arms. The tiny face was similar to his father's, only his lips and the color of his eyes took his possession. The smile of his little angel reminded Hazal of Ivy's words.
Hazal, I beg you to give this child in my womb a chance to reunite with his father.
That afternoon at the coffee shop, after Ivy informed her of her pregnancy, she left Kenan's wife without giving an answer.
However, after seeing the face of Aslan's sleeping baby on her lap, the female prosecutor had already gotten an answer to her current heart turmoil.
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The night had passed, and the dawn had begun to peer behind the blue horizon. There was a cheerful shout and laughter coming out from the mouth of baby Aslan. The splash of water flushed his tiny body instantly as if both hands were about to say to his father again and again. Now the two tiny feet splashed water toward Japheth.
The man laughed out loud to find his hair and plain body drenched in the attack of the junior Japheth. The baby was getting louder kicking the water around him then following his father's laughter. It was this voice that made Hazal always want to open the bathroom door and join them.
“Mommy, come here.” Japheth swung one of Aslan's hands towards Hazal who was standing in the doorway.
“I’m coming, dear.” Hazal took off her clothes and threw herself in a big bathtub. Japheth immediately greeted him with his morning kiss and embraced his wife's innocent body.
“Yafet, there is something I want to talk to you about,” said Hazal when they had finished soaking together and now Hazal was wrapping baby Aslan in a tiny blue suit with a picture of a pirate.
“Tell me... When did I not listen to you, dear?” Japheth took off the towel that wrapped his lower body and replaced it with a suit of shirt and trousers.
The man's body became more muscular after marriage and having children. He swims three times a week in his own home to build muscle.
After putting Aslan's baby in the crib, Hazal hugs her husband's body from behind. Burning his face behind Japheth's back, wrapped in a grey shirt, the masculine scent gushed into his nostrils. The man smiled behind his face.
“It's about Kenan...”
Upon hearing Kenan—'s name a name that had not been mentioned since they were married, Japheth straightened his body and removed Hazal's hand from his body.
“Why are you suddenly talking about it? Is he in Turkey? Have you ever met him?” The eagle's eyes looked at Hazal with question marks.
“We didn't meet, but his wife did. Currently Kenan is in jail.”
Hazal's words sounded ridiculous in Japheth's ears, almost a laugh came out of his mouth. “In jail? What did he do until the police caught him?”
“You remember the news in the newspaper a few days ago, about the murder in the old warehouse? The suspects are Kenan and Mehmet,” Hazal replied.
This time Japheth could not hide his laughter. “I've told you before, the descendants of murderers are still murderers. The blood of Aaron Fallay was inside his body. He's the same as his father! What does this have to do with you?”
Hazal tells about his meeting with Ivy to Japheth. “Do you allow me to help him?”
“Help people who are clearly at fault?” Japheth raised his tone. He did not think, his wife is a prosecutor who should sue criminals with punishment instead of helping a murderer. “Why is your heart always weak when it comes to that murderous child?”
“Please, Japheth. That incident is long gone. We're married, and so is Kenan. Now that his wife was pregnant, how the woman cried pleading with me to help free her husband. I am also a mother, I imagine myself in her position, giving birth to Aslan without a husband and
raised Aslan without his father. I also want to repay my past debt to Kenan. Debt I can't pay with money.”
A punch landed on the wall of their room. The palm of the hand clenched tightly. The eagle's eyes stared intently at the white wall before him. There's always an invisible red thread that connects Hazal to Kenan.
“Take me to meet him. After I talk to him I will decide whether to let you or not!” japheth exclaims that straight out of his room leaving Hazal.
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