Give Me Your Hand's

Last night with you

"If fate makes us part with our loved ones, it is also fate that will send someone to replace the lost one**." - Oei Monica -

The sound of the horn from another vehicle makes Kenan forced to accept Ivy to get into the car. The man watched from the rearview mirror, people stopped chasing his car.

Maybe they're after this woman.

The four-wheeled vehicle rolled back on the highway. No one wants to start the conversation first. Only the sound of the car engine and the sound of the air-conditioning fan filled the void tonight.

After walking for about ten kilometers, Kenan pulled over his car in front of a shop selling traditional Turkish carpets. He turned on the lamp above his rearview mirror, making him able to see clearly the bride's face.

"I'll take you home. Tell me where's your house?"

"I don't want to go home. It's up to you to take me where you're going tonight" Ivy replied as she stared at the dark gray bead that was also staring at her.

Hearing Ivy's reply, Kenan scrunched his forehead. "I don't want to have any problems with your family. Tell me where your house is or you're coming down right now from my car!"

Ivy's mouth opened wide to form the letter O after hearing Kenan's words filled with emphasis.

"I told you, I don't want to go home!" Ivy shouted with widening her eyelids.

Kenan snorted annoyedly at the screams of the woman he did not know. How dare the woman scream.

Who does he think he is? Only a woman needs a ride.

"OK, if you don't want to go home. I'll take you back to the hotel." Kenan was about to restart his car engine.

"Don't! Please don't return me to the hotel. I don't want to marry Ferit!" Ivy exclaimed spontaneously and subconsciously he was holding Kenan's jacket sleeve. "Please...."

The pretty face begged Kenan for mercy. The green eye bead is like an aquarium with ornamental fish and water plants.

"alright. Get your hands off! I can't drive!" exclaim Kenan. "Tell me what's your name?"

Ivy slowly took her hand off the man's black jacket. With doubt he extended his hand to the man beside him. "Ivy Eleanor's. You you?"

"Kenan," Kenan replied briefly without replying to Ivy's hand. The palm of the hand that was still wrapped in the gloves only shook hands with a gust of wind.

Ivy pulled back her hand then bit her lower lip. He turned off the car lights on the rearview mirror. The atmosphere was dark again, only a beam of light was seen hitting their faces as it flashed under the row of highway lights.

Kenan drove his car to the dock area, precisely in Balat district. His current residence. She doesn't care, she likes it or not. If Ivy doesn't like where he lives, he'll drop her off halfway.

Am I not good? I tried to drive him home, but he refused.

Meanwhile in the garden of the Four Season Hotel, Ferrite and Ivy's wedding is completely off tonight. The city government representatives and guests had been waiting for almost two hours. But the bride did not come.

The hotel clerk began to clean up the tables, chairs and garden decorations before being destroyed by Ferrite. Guests have begun to withdraw one by one from the event. Ferrit and Victor appear to be busy with his cell phone, trying to contact people who could help them find Ivy.

"Why are you here? Where's my bride?" shouted Ferrit stared intently one by one his five men. They entered together lined up to face their master.

"The woman got into the car, sir. There was someone already waiting for him outside," replied one of the five people.

"Who is that guy? A boy or a girl?" ferrit asked with his ferocious face approaching one of them.

"We don't know, sir." A very unsatisfactory answer for Ferrit. A very influential young businessman in Istanbul.

Ferrite again launched his intimidation to the head of the Eleanor family.

"Bust my men see Ivy run off with someone. He was riding in an SUV. Is that guy Ivy's girlfriend?" ferit asked as he stared one by one at the Ivy family and then stopped in front of Victor.

"Ivy just got back from France. He had just finished his studies, there was no way he had a lover or close friend in this city," Victor replied.

"Who helped him escape?" Ferrite brought his face close to the face of his future father-in-law. His voice boomed right in front of the middle-aged man's ears.

"I don't know. I can confirm that my daughter has no boyfriend. Is that right, Cansu?" Victor's stepdaughter looked surprised to hear the voice of her stepfather who said her name.

"I.iya. Ivy.. never told her about her boyfriend or her lover," replied Cansu stammeringly.

Ferrite held onto Cansu's face and stared at the woman's bead sharply. Roughly, Ferrite threw the pretty face to the side.

You're so different from Ivy. Your bead doesn't shine like my bride.

Ferrite walked back to Victor. He preferred to suppress this helpless middle-aged man compared to the other members of the Eleanor family. Ivy's father was already like a toy to Ferit, who could be stepped on and thrown away as he pleased.

"I'll give you a deadline until noon tomorrow. If Ivy's not found, I'm gonna take back my investment from your company!" threaten Ferrite while pointing his index finger in front of Victor's face. The young man with his hair tied up looked extremely angry.

"I'll definitely find Ivy. Please don't withdraw your help, Ferrit," said Victor, who held back his future son-in-law and the company's savior.

"It depends on your daughter, dear father-in-law." Ferrite laughed grinningly even seeming to mock the middle-aged man. The sound of laughter accompanied the departure of the owner of the Kozan company.

After his daughter's wedding was canceled, Victor kicked off a table in the corner of his room. His palms were tightly clenched. The old manic eye stared intently at the photo of his family hanging on the wall. It's been a few hours since Ivy disappeared without any news. He could not even call his daughter's phone.

"It turns out your proud daughter can't help us. It's hard for us to send her abroad, is this the payoff?" sophia's insinuation adds to Victor's anger.

"Shut your mouth!" screeches Victor. The middle-aged man stared intently at his wife's face.

Sophia walked closer to lukewarmness. He tried to control himself in front of the man. "Have you not told Ivy about why you married her to Ferit?"

Victor shook his head. He sat himself on his light brown bed. "How could I tell Ivy that he's going to be the victim to save my company?"

"Oh my God, that's why he dared to run away and leave Ferrite! If you had told Ivy before, he would have obeyed your words!" peekik Sophia who was standing next to Victor.

"Enough, Sophia! Don't keep blaming me! My head almost broke because of this matter!" shouted Victor who immediately stood up and left his wife.

Sophia stared intently at the back of her husband who had started to bend. The woman was back pacing in her room room. He folded his arms to his inner elbow. His mind was thinking of a way to find Ivy. Only her husband's daughter can help Eleanor's company, and help her escape the threat of poverty.

An SUV stops in front of a flats in Istanbul's Balat District. The five-story building appears to be towering between the surrounding buildings. The flats are brown in color with a dark gray accent, very different from the typical Balat area. Most settlements in this place display colorful play in each building.

The area where Kenan lives today is a densely populated residential area with highways that are not too wide. The highway can accommodate two cars at once.

Ivy frowned and looked around. He saw some colorful clothes that were dried outside with a rope that stretched from one building to another building in front of him. Clothes clothes clothes are like hanging ornaments in the neighborhood. Almost every resident was drying their clothes outside, due to the lack of a yard in which they lived.

The smell of garbage coming from the leftover food marks pierced Ivy's nose. Piles of cardboard, used carts of food vendors, as well as some corners of the building with its dull paint color and peeling add to the seedy impression of the area.

Ranging from children to adult men sit and play on the shoulder of the road. They shouted at Kenan who was carrying a bride. They think that woman is Kenan's wife. But the man looked only at a glance and then did not care about the words of those people.

Kenan invites Ivy to go inside. They climbed some stairs made of ceramic floor patterned gray. Their steps stopped in front of one of the wooden doors on the third floor.

"Do you live here?" Ivy asked as Kenan opened the door to his flat.

"Yes. Come inside." Kenan and Ivy take off their shoes and put them behind the door.

The dark brown haired woman stepped inside. Her green-eyed bead explored the room. He estimated the area of the room as large as the size of his family room. There is only one bedroom with one single bed, one bathroom, and a small kitchen.

"I'll take you home if you don't feel right here" said Kenan, who has been walking behind Ivy. He watched the movements of the woman who was observing her residence. He hoped that the woman would not stay in his house for long.

Ivy turned her body towards Kenan. "Can I stay here last night? Tomorrow you can take me home."

Kenan simply shrugged both of his shoulders and opened both of his hands. "If you're at home!"

Before Ivy asked for it, Kenan had given Ivy his already small shirt and shorts. "Change clothes! People will think negatively if they see you dressed like that!"

Ivy was only dumbfounded, as she was still fully dressed even though some parts of her body were exposed.

Kenan immediately put his clothes on the bed. "I'll wait outside."

Since then there have been thousands of questions raging in Kenan's head about Ivy. Someone he just knew suddenly wanted to stay with him. But he did not want to ask the bride directly, because he did not want to interfere with Ivy's problem. The problem itself is quite complicated.

After changing clothes, Kenan gave his bed to Ivy. He chose to sleep on the sofa outside the room.

*** Cast Visual additional characters ***

Victor Eleanor

Sophia Eleanor (Second Wife of Victor Eleanor)

Cansu Eleanor (Stepson of Victor Eleanor. Sophia's real son. Ivy and Deniz Eleanor's half-brother)

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