Give Me Your Hand's

A Disappointment

Silver SUV type car that goes into the basement of the apartment building. The four-wheeled vehicle immediately filled the parking lot near the entrance of the building.

Ivy's heart and hands were full of hesitation to open the door of his car. For a few minutes he just sat still and occasionally buried the oval face on the steering wheel.

Half-heartedly, Ivy got out of the car and into the seven-story apartment building. A glass elevator takes Ivy to the fifth floor, where she currently lives. Tracing every floor and glass wall that seemed to make his body fly.

Ivy stopped her steps in front of the apartment door that read FALEA's name. He took a deep breath before opening the door. Gathering her courage, the young lady opened the dark brown wooden door. He only hoped that Kenan would support his decision.

When the door opened, Ivy saw no one there. There was no frying sound and the aroma of Nur's cooking. No voice of Deniz was studying or watching television. There is also no voice of Kenan who is lobbying prospective clients through a mobile phone or playing his finger on the keyboard board.

Where are they all going?

Ivy continued her steps towards the dining room. There is no plate of food or fruit that is usually served on the table. Usually Nur never leaves his dining table empty without food. The middle-aged woman always makes snacks on the sidelines of empty time before meals.

Her dry throat makes Ivy immediately take her glass and fill it with water. That thirst

slowly disappearing, changing with a surprise when he heard Kenan's voice right behind his ear.

“Ke..Kenan.” Ivy turned her body around.

He saw the body of the muscular man wrapped in his light blue shirt was already standing in front of him. The man crossed his hands in front of his chest. A faint smile was painted under his mustache.

“Where are you from?” asked Kenan who was slightly advancing his pace.

The man had been waiting for Ivy's return. The dark gray eye bead highlighted the appearance of her lover, but her gaze was immediately fixed on a blue plastic map in the woman's right hand.

Victor's daughter simply fell silent and looked at Kenan's face, to find out if the man was angry or not. But what should have been angry was her, because the man had hidden something from her.

“I...”

A nervous and doubtful face. That facial expression was captured by Kenan when Ivy was no longer able to continue his words.

"You didn't meet your friend’kan? But you went somewhere else?” Kenan lowered his tone slightly lower than usual.

Not emphasis, but he tried to hold back his emotions to not scold Ivy.

Ivy nodded her head slowly. The green-eyed bead stared at the black pantofel shoes that wrapped both of Kenan's legs.

His gaze rose towards the palm that was in front of him, Ivy took out one of Kenan's palms then opened it. Several hand lines with rough textures were seen there, as soon as their eyes met.

“What is this?” kenan asked as Ivy placed a blue map on his palm.

“I...” Ivy wet her lips to clear away all doubts. “This morning I went to Puzulla Office.”

“Puzulla?” The man immediately squinted both of his eyes.

Ivy's words made Kenan quickly open the blue map. He opened the sheets of paper one by one until the last page. His originally shaded eyes now turned like a sharp flash of light as he saw Ivy's signature and Falea's stamp adorn the white paper. Plus a cheque with a large nominal from Puzulla.

“Without my knowledge, you signed a cooperation agreement with Puzulla!” it was Pekik Kenan who started to raise his tone. His hands shook holding the document of the agreement.

“Quite Ivy!” exclaimed Kenan who gave the setop sign with the movement of his hand. Asking the woman to stop talking and approach him.

“Don't make Falaea your excuse!" furious Kenan.

"What by doing this, do you think I'll thank you? Do you think I'll be happy? You always acted alone without my knowledge! Without cooperation with Puzulla, our company can still survive!” yelled Kenan who immediately threw the blue map in any direction.

The green eye bead moves as the map falls near the dishwasher. Ivy moves his legs to retrieve the documents and checks Puzulla gives, but Kenan's hand moves faster. The man held Ivy's hand, making the young woman unable to step.

“You want to take that document and check? I wish the check had fallen into a waterhole! Again I say, don't make Falaea the reason for your mistake!” tekik Kenan who increasingly tighten his hand grip Ivy.

The green-eyed bead stared intently back at Kenan's eyes. “Just the reason you said? Okay.., I admit. I was wrong, because I didn't tell you. But I did, because you lied to me first. You covered everything from me. What do you think of me, Kenan? People who know nothing?”

The two handsome men's jaws clenched tightly upon hearing Ivy's defense. His right hand, which was holding Ivy's wrist tightly, even tended to grip her, was now detached.

“Now I ask you. Why did you delete the email and tear up the offer letter sent by Puzulla? Though you also know, that only the company is interested in working with Falaea, but you rejected it! Why?”

The black-haired, mustachioed man just silently stared without making his voice. Ivy's anger seemed to have peaked when he saw his lover was like a mannequin statue that could not talk.

“Why are you quiet? You don't have the answer? Is it because the company belongs to your ex-wife? Is it because you still have your memories with him? Always remember it in your mind and in your heart. Just tell him that YOU still love him!” Ivy shouted loudly. The clear crystal liquid seeped out soaking his oval-shaped face.

“Ivy!” hardik Kenan's.

The green nerve veins protruded out from the man's neck, as did Ivy.

“All the things I said were true’?” Ivy immediately pushed the chest of the field away from him. His impulse could only rewind Kenan's body one step but could not make the man fall.

Kenan only shook his head for a moment. His face and beads reddened after hearing Ivy's unwarranted accusations.

“Is that what you have in mind right now? For so long we've been together, you don't even know me and understand me at all! You want to know my reason why I threw away all that stuff about Puzulla? I rejected it, because I wanted to keep your feelings!"

Ivy gasped as soon as she heard Kenan's words.

“But YOU!” point at Kenan right in front of his lover's nose. “My own wife-to-be pushed me down into the same abyss by cooperating with people I wanted to avoid!”

This time replace Ivy who was silent to hear Kenan's insistence. He wanted to get close to the man, but Kenan backtracked. The dark gray-smell-eye bead glared sharply like a knife that would split Ivy's heart.

“If I still love Hazal, I will never ask you to marry me! We better rethink our wedding plans. I'M SO DISAPPOINTED IN YOU!” exclaims Kenan while dropping one of the dining chairs nearby then leaves Ivy with a million regrets.

Both of Ivy's eyelids immediately closed upon hearing the door of his apartment slammed by Kenan loudly. The clear liquid flowed like raindrops on Ivy's face. The slender body slowly fell down, holding the leg of the chair that fell right in front of him.

Kenan got out with his car. He has no purpose at the moment. He carries his vehicle just following the flow of the highway. His heart is still raging. Hit by the steering wheel repeatedly, the inanimate object can only resigned to the wrath of its master. A drop of her tears suddenly came out.

What's the point of this relationship, Ivy? If you don't trust me one bit! Not the smart and beautiful woman I wanted. I only want a woman who can understand and understand me!

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