Give Me Your Hand's
Take That Fucking Monty To The Pier
In a long hallway, a woman in her white uniform was pushing a stroller. There was the sound of small wheels rolling on the ceramic floor, the clinking of iron tools rubbing against each other, and the scent of drugs that had always been his coworkers.
The woman in uniform stopped her steps in front of a door of a VVIP room. Carefully enough he opened the yellow door leaf handle, so that the man inside did not glare at him like he had a while ago.
He saw the long-haired man still closing his eyelids. At least today he did not need to hear or see the man's eye bead. He took a new infusion bag from his stroller, then he replaced the old infusion bag that already looked thin. A syringe with a very small needle in her hand, the uniformed woman inserted the syringe into the end of the infusion hose attached to the back of the man's hand.
After doing his job this morning, he caught a glimpse of the man still sound asleep. The woman immediately pushed back her stroller towards the door. As he opened the door, another man with a floppy haircut was already standing in front of him.
"Is he still sleeping?" ask the man who comes every morning to see the long-haired man who is in recovery.
"Yes, Sir. Excuse me for doing my job in another room" said the nurse.
The man attached himself to the front door of the room to give space to the medics and his stroller. After the nurse's departure, he went into the room and landed his body on a sofa that was about the size of his height.
Morning dew still attacked Istanbul this morning. The water vapor entered through the sidelines of the glass window, the man folded his hands and put them into the folds of his elbows. He began to slowly close his eyes.
"'Fasty." The flap-haired man immediately opened his eyelids when his name was mentioned by his master who was lying on the bed.
"Yes, Mr. Ferrite," he replied, standing beside the bed. Hasan deftly straightened his master's bed so that the man could speak to him more freely.
"Why did you come alone? Where's Ivy?" asked Ferit who had just woken up from his sleep.
Hasan was speechless at Ferit's question, a question he could not avoid when he returned to his master empty-handed.
"Why are you quiet? Didn't you make it?" Ferrite began to raise his tone and stared intently at his confidant.
"The pontoon managed to take Miss Ivy away. They both managed to escape the police attack and my attack. I lost track of them after they came out of the Martyrs' Bridge." Hasan was only able to bow his head before the Kozan company leader.
Ferrite clenched his palms under his blanket, making the red liquid visible inside his infusion hose. "What about my money, huh?"
"My men didn't manage to find the suitcase, I think the mechanic took the money" Hasan guessed.
"Basic stupid! To keep a woman alone you're not a dick! Now that damn mechanic has taken Ivy and my money!" shouted Ferrite. His chest began to move up and down along with his breathing that blew within the fury.
"Clearned my return today! I'll take care of everything!" ferrit exclaimed, but Hasan was still standing in his place. "Do I have to throw you out to make you go, huh?"
"Master, it might be best to wait another day or two. I'll try to find him at Istanbul Hospital where his sister is being treated." Hasan tried to buy time to make himself excel in front of Ferrite.
The door opened, a man in his white coat walked into the room and approached his patient. "That's right, Mr. Ferrite. Wait until you are fully recovered."
Ferrite snorted annoyedly at the words of Hasan and the doctor who treated him. The doctor began to do his job to check the condition of Ferrite that looks getting better. When the man was taken to the hospital, his condition was very bad. Blood flowed from his nostrils and mouth. His lungs were injured by Kenan's blow.
The long-haired man hardened his jawbone and raised his palm in front of the doctor and Hasan, as if he wanted the two men to keep their mouths shut.
"Do my orders! I want to get out now!"
The two people standing beside the bed looked at each other after hearing Ferrite's command. Hasan finally came out to take care of the administration, while the doctor prescribed the drug for the outpatient man.
Sunlight has begun to rise illuminating the multi-storey building with the building in white. In a room, a small child and a man were lying weakly on the bed. The little eyelids began to open slowly, and he began to adjust his gaze to the light that illuminated his room.
"I'm still alive?" he muttered softly as he saw the intravenous needle stuck in the back of his hand, but he began to feel pain in the back of his back.
The boy saw a man he did not know lying beside his bed. He slightly frowned looking at the same state of the man as himself, but the man still closed his eyes. His little hand began to look for a button that should be nearby, he was used to calling the nurses in this hospital in such a way.
"Did my operation work, sister?" deniz asked as the nurse checked her blood pressure. "Who is that guy?"
"Yes, Deniz. Later Doctor Husein will check you again," replied the nurse when she took a glass filled with mineral water and gave it to Deniz. "This man is your donor. He's the one who donated his spinal cord to you."
After finishing his drinking water, Deniz looked at the blonde-haired man with his teary-eyed bead. "Where's my brother?"
"Your brother and the others are waiting outside. I'll move you to your old room. You can meet your sister there." Deniz nodded his head after hearing the nurse.
After the nurse moves Deniz to his old room, he tells Ivy that his sister is awake and the family is encouraged to visit him. The look on Ivy's face began to beaming after hearing the sister's words. He threw his sweet smile at Kenan and invited the man to enter Deniz's room.
The boy turned his face towards the door after he heard a knock from outside. He saw his sister standing in front of him. "Ivy," she called.
"Deniz," called Ivy who immediately hugged her sister tightly. He could see his brother again. The green eye bead melted behind the little boy's back.
"You don't cry anymore. I've been cured. I'll go back to school as you wish" Deniz said softly. The little hand rubbed her sister's pretty face.
"I'm glad to see you again." Ivy can't hold back her tears. He kissed his sister's face over and over again.
Deniz looked at Kenan who was standing behind his brother and said, "Old brother, thank you for bringing my brother home. Can you wipe Ivy's tears, I can't make him stop crying."
Deniz's words suddenly make Ivy turn her body to face Kenan. The man walked over to Ivy. He had not yet done Deniz's orders, Victor's daughter first stood up and hugged him tightly.
"Thank you, Kenan. You've put yourself in danger just to help me and Deniz" isak Ivy. The burly hand rubbed Ivy's hair and back gently. He closed his eyelids as he kissed Ivy's head.
"Stop crying, from today everything will be fine. There's nothing to be afraid of anymore" whispered Kenan, slowly wiping away the tears on the woman's face.
"Old brother... If I go to heaven, will you look after my brother?" deniz's babble that made Ivy let go of Kenan's embrace.
"What did you say? You're not going anywhere, we'll always be together." Ivy walked over and sat down next to her sister's bed.
Unlike Kenan, the man walked and sat on a different side of the bed. "Whenever you go or not, I'll keep you and your brother."
Kenan's words made Ivy raise his bead his eyes looked at the man's face. His heart skipped a beat and his two cheeks suddenly met red. His mind raged about Kenan's words, whether the man considered himself to be a very special person or this was just his own feeling.
Near eight o'clock at night, the sky of Istanbul began to enter into darkness. A smile was carved from Hasan's face. The man with the arched nose had just come out of Istanbul Hospital. His guess turned out to be true, his master's future wife and the damn mechanic turned out to be in the hospital. He immediately drove his vehicle to Ferit's house.
"So the transplant operation was successful?" ferrit asked who was lying on his bed after he heard the news brought by Hasan.
"Already, Sir. They also paid their donors. I saw them happily gathered in the boy's room." Hasan's words made Ferrit's blood instantly boil.
"I'll never let Ivy be with that mechanic! My business with that damn mechanic isn't done yet!" The long-haired man got up and walked over to Hasan.
"What are we going to do next?" asked Hasan who was waiting for his master's order.
Ferrite clutched Hasan's shirt collar then said, "Take the damn mechanic to the dock. Get all your men over, we'll finish it tonight!"
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