Give Me Your Hand's

DL and GMYH Reunions - Blood Relations

“Ivy...”.

“Cansu..”.

The call made the two daughters of Eleanor set their eyes across the street. They saw a young man with his misty hairdo and his formal blue suit approaching them.

“What are you guys doing here? How are you guys doing?” the man asked as he looked at Ivy and Cansu who had just walked out of the Courthouse courtyard.

“What are you doing in court? Are you guys having any problems?” The man kept asking.

“No. Wait-wait.., it looks like your face is not foreign.” Ivy observed a clean white face without a single thin strand of fur growing there. His nose and lips are thin like those of a woman. Her jet black hair and her model-drawn backside sidelines are typical of the seventies.

“It looks like I've also seen it in our old house. Who are you?” ask Cansu.

The smiling man looked at the two beautiful women who were in front of him. “I Murat—agen insurance that handles the insurance of the late Mr. Victor. Do you still remember me? After I gave the insurance money to Lady Sophia, I did not have time to ask your new home address.”

“U...money father insurance?” asked Ivy while lifting both shoulders up, “my father never told me that.”

“Sama, my mother also never said anything about insurance.” Cansu seemed to wrinkle his forehead.

Murat seemed surprised to hear the two daughters of Eleanor who did not know about their late father's insurance. The young man also recounted Mr. Victor Eleanor who insured his company and soul while still alive. The owner of Eleanor's company appoints Ivy as his heir if he dies. A few days after her client died, Murat gave the insurance claim to Sophia.

“Didn't Lady Sophia tell you? Or give you the insurance money, Ivy?”

“No.”

“Any. At that time Lady Sophia gave a power of attorney that has your signature. In the letter it says, that you gave the power to Lady Sophia to take the disbursement of your father's insurance money.” Murat's explanation further confused Ivy and Cansu.

“What is my father's insurance money?” Ivy asked while trying to recall the incident some time ago after her father died. His stepmother had asked for his signature, but it did not seem to be for insurance.

“Very many, can even buy a house in the Bosphorus.” area Murat explained by stretching out his hands, as if he wanted to tell the two women that with the money they could buy a very large and luxurious house.

“Ru... home?”

Cansu's head seemed to be hit with a very heavy metal object once he knew the value of his stepfather's insurance. The question of the origin of his new home was answered already. Mehmet's wife immediately pulled Ivy's hand to get into the taxi, he took his stepbrother to go to his new home.

I'm sure you must have used Victor's father's insurance money to buy that new house.

“Wait, Cansu!” Murat pursued Eleanor's two daughters. The man restrained Cansu's hand not to close their taxi door.

“Just give me your mobile number, if we need anything we will contact you!” pinta Cansu from above her seat. Murat quickly picked up a business card in the pocket of his shirt and gave it to the woman.

The four-wheeled yellow vehicle stopped in front of a house in the West Istanbul area. Cansu and his mother's new home after they were both evicted by the bank. The padlock of the house was detached from the hook once the key in Cansu's hand entered the small hole.

“Cansu, why did you bring me here?” Ivy followed her stepbrother into the house.

Ivy sees her stepmother's new home that she never entered. The house is not as big as his father's house, but it is quite large if only inhabited by two women. Minimalist furniture without carving is still neatly arranged in place. Ceramic floors still look shiny and window curtains that still look clearly in color. There were no cobwebs in the corner of the house, because twice a week Cansu always came to clean his mother's house.

“Come with me up!” invite Cansu who has set his legs first, behind him Ivy up the stairs one by one with eyes that still see the situation around him.

The door leaf made of reddish-brown teak wood was wide open. Cansu stepped her foot into her mother's room. The sound of Ivy's shoe steps could be heard entering the room and stopping right behind Cansu.

“Cansu, tell me, what's really going on? What are you looking for?” asked Ivy who saw his stepbrother was busy removing all the contents of the drawers and cabinets in this room.

Without being asked for help, Ivy immediately sorted through the papers and documents scattered on the flower-patterned sheets. Every few seconds, Cansu always spilled everything on the cloth. Making more and more small mountains made of sheets of paper. As Cansu spewed out the contents of his last drawer, a small piece of paper floated up and fell right under his feet. He also picked up a rectangular paper with yellowish color coming out of a file.

“I... this is a lot of numbers.” The blue-eyed bead was wide-eyed as it looked at the row of numbers written on a bank slip.

Mother..How could you do this to Ivy!

Ivy immediately put the papers down and took the paper in the hands of his half-brother. The green-eyed bead saw the date the transaction occurred several heri after the death of her father and there was the signature of Sophia Eleanor. Retrieved last file—where the yellow paper was saved. A proof of home purchase transaction and home ownership letter whose date is only one day after the insurance is disbursed.

“I..your mother took... all this?” ask Ivy. His face did not believe what he had just found. “You know it?”

“Ivy, listen to me. I—“

“Now I remember, your mother tricked me with a plate of baklava for me to give my autograph! Then he kicked me out and abandoned Deniz on the grounds that he couldn't afford my life and Deniz! What it is, Cansu!” Ivy immediately threw the file on the floor and was about to leave the house.

“Ivy, wait...” Cansu held back the hand of Ivy who was about to go down the stairs, “please..

“Othermore should I hear?” This time Ivy's tone of voice sounded lower than before.

His heart was too tired to deal with today's events. Starting from Kenan's attitude that changed after her husband was reunited with Hazal to problems with her stepmother. I want him to scream inside the house.

Cansu took Ivy's hand to get back into the room. A large size bed became their seat. The blue-eyed bead stared at the ceiling of the room which was only plain white then in Ivy's hand, before he started his words.

“Before I apologized on behalf of my mother. You know’a my mother's current condition? Don't apologize, just recognize me my mom can't. Maybe this is the karma my mother got for her crimes.” Cansu stopped his speech, he wanted to see Ivy's reaction. The pregnant woman was still flinching beside him with her reddened bead of eyes.

“A year ago after the bank kicked us out, my mother immediately invited me to move into this house. At first I suspected where my mother had the money to buy a new house, but at that time my mother said she bought this house from her savings. I honestly don't believe it, because my mother is not a frugal woman who likes to save, but day by day I forget all that. That is my fault, I did not investigate the origin of this house,” explained Cansu then exhaled deeply.

Sophia's daughter took back the file Ivy threw on the floor. It brings together all the important documents and papers that are in it. He took Ivy's palm to receive his gift.

“After I learned all this, I was even more ashamed of you because of my mother. My mother or I, do not deserve to own this house, because we are not members of the family or descendants of Eleanor. Now I'm going to give you back everything my mother took from you. This house is yours, Ivy,” Cansu continued.

The round of tears that fell soaked the surface of the beam that was in the palm of Ivy's hand. Those green eyes

looking at the red beam for a few seconds then turning to look at the blue bead eyes that looked at him expectantly. He bit his thin lips and rubbed his wet face.

“No, Cansu.” Ivy pushed the file back into Cansu's hands.

“Tapi—“

“My heart is sick, disappointed and angry because of your mother's attitude. But I never wanted to own or sell this house. Your good attitude is what makes me not want to repay your mother because you are so different from her.” Ivy breathed heavily.

“Take this house back, stay here with Mehmet, after the man is free. If you have children, the apartment is very small for the three of you. I still have Falea's apartment,” continued Ivy who opened Cansu's palm forcibly, so that his stepbrother received the file.

“Ivy—“

“The name of the family is not seen from the blood relationship of a person. Although we're not blood, but you're still my family, Cansu. Let's just say this is my father's gift to both of us and I ask you to look after him,” Ivy said as he hugged Cansu tightly.

“I promise you.. I'll take care of it.” A nod of the head was visible from behind Ivy's back.

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