Give Me Your Hand's

DL and GMYH Reunions - Yafet and Kenan Meetings

There is nothing more boring than waiting. There is nothing that makes the heart beat faster than waiting for news. There's nothing that gets the adrenaline going up other than meeting someone you didn't expect to see.

The prison's besuk room is now filled with visitors who want to visit their relatives who are residents there. The sound of chatter rang out in them, they had all met their family members. But not for Cansu and Ivy who are still waiting for their husbands.

Every time the door of the room was opened, the two women always raised their faces to look at the figure behind the wooden door. The clock has passed five minutes and they lost their time for free. Just as he stepped on the sixth minute, the wooden door that was in front of them opened.

“Downess.”

“Mehmet.”

The two women immediately scattered and hugged their two husbands. Each of the men took their partner and looked for a comfortable seat venting their longing. Their chat ranging from work to intimate chat, only this time is still left before the court decision took their time together. Only this meeting was able to treat the depression of the two men. Looks Kenan began to be happy to wipe the stomach Ivy who had begun to look a little.

“Down..” Grasping the rough palm made the dark gray eye bead look at him.

“What's up?”

Ivy wanted to tell her about her meeting with Hazal, but the woman hesitated to say it, because to this day the female prosecutor had not contacted her to give her an answer.

“This is the result of my USG photo a few days ago,” said Ivy who changed the topic of the conversation.

She gave a black and white photograph to her husband. Now the photo began to show a black dot that was larger than before.

“I'll keep it until he's born.” Aaron's son could not hold back his tears, every time he saw the photo. He again clutched his wife tightly, as if not willing the clock besuk it must separate them.

It seems that both of them have resigned and surrendered their fate to the Almighty. No human being can help them, except the Creator himself, who turns one's conscience upside down.

The sound of the two footsteps made some of the people in the room turn to the two human figures who had just entered inside. The first person to recognize them was Mehmet, as Cansu's husband was sitting near the entrance. The bald man immediately raised his head and mouth open as soon as he saw the visitor he had never expected before.

“Who are they? Do you know them?” whispered Cansu who saw her husband suddenly stood up and looked at the two human figures who were in the doorway.

“Finally he came...” It was the words that slid from Mehmet's lips as the two formally dressed human figures walked past him.

“Who is he?” Cansu pulled Mehmet's hand back to his seat, as he saw the woman he meant was very beautiful and classy.

“You will find out soon. Let's just see from here, what will happen,” Mehmet said. The dark-skinned man continued to look at the woman wearing a white blazer. The outer body cover was simply placed on both shoulders and left the hand part of the blazer empty.

The brown-haired young lady only smiled faintly at Mehmet, but not at the man beside her. The tall man with the texture of his hard jaw walked straight without looking at his left right, because his eagle eye only aimed at a straight back that was right in front of him.

“Hazal...” Ivy instantly let go of her husband's embrace when she saw the woman's prosecutor coming with a man she had seen on a Paris-Istanbul flight.

“Hazal? Why did you suddenly mention his name?” Kenan asked Ivy, but his wife was still staring at someone standing behind her husband.

The bang in Kenan's heart was as loud as a cannon that had just been dropped in the middle of the city, when he turned his back and saw Hazal and Japheth standing before him. A pair of dark gray eyeballs that were originally softly staring at Ivy now turned sharply into a spotlight as they stared at two human figures that he did not expect.

The applause emanating from the pair of Japheth's palms rang three times, making everyone in the room focus their attention on the Emir Aksal's son.

“Like father like…. What name suits you, Killer Child? Oops...wrong! Turns out you're also following in your father's footsteps.” Japheth scratched the end of his thick black eyebrows with a hint of his little laugh.

“Yafet Aksal!” furious Kenan.

Kenan's originally calm mood like a river is now turned into a big sea wave. Both of his palms clenched together with his tightly clenched brown lips. The name of the murderous child sounded very sensitive in his ears.

“Hushh... shut up!” hardik Mehmet, “do not interfere with their problems. Now it's time for the lioness to pay the debt of the past to her savior.”

“Lion female? Who do you mean by lioness?” Cansu pressed herself against her husband's back.

“That's the nickname Kenan gave to Hazal.” The thick lips immediately formed a round letter O, after hearing the words of her husband.

Mehmet invites Cansu to sit back in their seats, but the two still watch what happens next.

Kenan walked up to Japheth who was standing not far from him. The glare of his eyes was now increasingly sharp looking at the married couple in front of him, while Ivy could only stare at them all with anxiety. Victor's daughter didn't think Hazal would come by taking her husband to this place.

“Why are you here, huh? You and I have no business anymore!” Kenan looked at Japheth and Hazal in turn.

Japheth fixed the collar of Kenan's prisoner's uniform and attached his index finger to Aaron's son's chest. He slightly pushed her back while saying, “Your wife begged Hazal to set you free.”

“Ivy!” hardik Kenan made the pregnant woman's body tremble in fear. “What is true he said?”

“I...” Only the tears answered her husband's question. His fear finally happened.

It was no longer the anger that Kenan showed, but her husband was truly wrathful and disappointed in her. The man's hand was so firmly gripping his wrist.

“Wait, Kenan!” prevent Hazal from blocking Kenan's departure, which will lead Ivy out of the room.

“Do not interfere in my life! Take care of your Aksal family rather than you wasting your energy taking care of my problems!” kenan to Hazal. However, Hazal is not a whiny and weak Ivy.

“Do not blame Ivy. He did all this for the sake of your future son,” replied Hazal with his flat voice. Kenan was silent after hearing Hazal's words. He removed the grip of his hand from Ivy's hand, turning the white skin red.

“Already, Darling.... Don't waste your time helping people who don't want to be helped,” Yaphet quipped that made Hazal frown.

The Emir's son has since noticed Kenan's attitude towards Ivy and Kenan's attitude towards Hazal. The words he said at the beginning, made the man get the answer to what decision he would take.  From the corner of Hazal's tail, she saw a faint smile on her husband's lip line.

I know your decision, Japheth….

“You.... You are willing.. help my husband?” ask Ivy who walked over to Hazal.

Now he stands between Kenan and the female prosecutor. The green-eyed bead looked teary-eyed at the pair of brown eyeballs that were also staring at him.

“If your husband is willing to accept my help,” Hazal said as she extended her right hand to Kenan.

Aaron's son clenched his lips together and looked at Hazal's outstretched hand. He did not return his ex-wife's hand.

Mehmet who was looking from a distance could only sigh deeply and scratch his bald head. If Hazal had reached out to him, he would have accepted.

“Hanging pole is in sight, still pretentious not to accept help,” babbles Yafet while tapping his fingers on the table.

Kenan's ears turned red as soon as he heard the words of Japheth, who was not far from him. She wanted to stuff Hazal's husband's mouth. The man closed his eyelids for a few seconds. Kenan finally returned Hazal's hand.

“I accept your help.”

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