
Osman opens the car door to his master who has just completed a mission of revenge for the humiliation Hanna received a few years ago. He drove the car at moderate speed. Occasionally looks glanced into the back seat through the rearview mirror. Evan was still silent with his gaze fixed out the window.
“Osman ..”
“Iya, Sir!”
“You told your men to take the man to the hospital, right?”
“Already, Sir. They must have brought him now.”
“Alright, don't let him die.”
"Good."
Evan was silent again. Massaging the base of his nose with a finger. Think about some of the problems that have recently come to change. Not to mention the poisoning case that befell Aysel's daughter in the restaurant that requires Evan and Hanna to stay longer in Amasya and be separated from her children for a while.
“Then how the case of the restaurant. I can't stay longer in Amasya.”
“We just have to wait for the departure from Miss Aysel. After that it will all be clear.”
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Evan opened the door of the room very carefully so as not to make a sound. It bends its head inward.
The main light has been turned off leaving light from the sleeping lights. From there Evan can see Hanna who has fallen asleep under the blanket, making the man wipe his chest.
Relieved!
At the very least, he did not have to bother looking for an excuse to give to his wife.
Slowly his feet stepped in. Like a thief, Evan stumbles. Take off your shoes and put them in the corner of the room. He had to change clothes immediately before Hanna woke up and saw blood on her shirt.
"Where have you been?" Hanna's voice makes Evan jump. He did not even dare to turn his body around.
"Em .. sorry, dear. I have business to do with Osman. So go home a little night."
Evan hurriedly took off the suit and put it in the basket of dirty clothes. While Hanna who saw her husband change clothes in the dark, took the initiative to help the husband by turning on the lights.
He thought the husband would not turn on the lights because it would disturb his sleep.
"Here, I'll help!" Hanna walked towards him.
Evan's eyelids widened when the lights lit up brightly until the blood stains on his shirt were clearly visible. Making the corner of Hanna's eyes shrivel and stare suspiciously.
"Why is there a blood stain on your shirt?"
Lothawat! Now what reason should I use?
Evan's eyeballs turned around, thinking of a reasonable answer to give to Hanna. Though it has been hard to hide, even found out as well.
"Tadi ... There's an accident patient and I'm helping him."
"An accident patient? Are there no other doctors? You're an obstetrician."
Evan scratched his head. Confused what to answer.
"The doctor has gone home. So I had to help. It's okay, doesn't it occasionally help people?" Evan smiled, showing off his neatly lined white teeth.
"True, you've helped people, not beaten people up, right?" Hanna wanted to make sure. Because her husband came out very angry.
"Yes, right. Who wants to be beaten?"
Although still suspicious of her husband's explanation, but Hanna did not extend. He opened the shirt while clucking.
"His patient was so badly injured, did he bleed like this?"
"Lumayan. His nose was nosebleed, his lips were also bleeding. Besides his face was bruised in some parts."
"That patient was in an accident or beaten?" ask Hanna. "Look, the blood's up to this much. I'm so sick of seeing it."
Hanna covered her mouth with her hands. Suddenly feeling very nauseous. He ran to the bathroom and vomited. The fishy smell of the blood seemed to make his stomach turn.
While Evan followed and massaged the nape of his neck.
"Sorry, Honey. I didn't know that Xavier's stupid blood was on my shirt" Evan said in a panic attack.
Hanna washed her face with water. She looked at her husband suspiciously.
"Xavier's? Where did you end up?"
Evan pursed his lips. It seems so hard to lie.
"Absolutely, Honey! I'm not from anywhere. Really am! I'm really from the hospital."
"But you mentioned Xavier's name."
Evan. No longer knowing what to look for.
"The patient was .. His name was Xavier. If you don't believe me, ask Osman."
"Is Osman also in the hospital?"
"of course. He'll always be wherever I am." Evan rubbed his wife's face that looked paled after vomiting. Drying the remnants of water that stuck to his face with a small towel.
Not wanting a prolonged conversation, he embraces Hanna out of the bathroom. Then put him on the bed.
"Looks like you're sick. Your face is very pale. I'll check it out ..."
He took out a stethoscope in a drawer, then unbuttoned his wife's pajamas to show the watermelon hemisphere, which even made Evan's concentration to be released. The twins always teased him.
"Darling ... Did Osman also help that patient named Xavier?"
"No. He was even silent as I beat him up," Evan replied involuntarily.
"Where are you really from?"
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