
Hilal comes to a place that is believed to bring him together with the mastermind behind the brother's accident. The meeting happened after Hilal opened the phone and found a message from a number named Boss.
Actually Hilal's frame was fixed on Hayla-bibinya. If the charges are proven, there is no reason for him to imprison his mother's sister. There was too much evil he had done.
Thirty minutes he waited, but the person he was waiting for never came. He broke seeing Demir who had come with a big man. Probably bodyguard. The seat is not far from Hilal's desk.
Hilal acted like any other visitor. It does not indicate that he is waiting or stalking someone.
"Where are you?" a message went to the phone that Hilal was holding.
She circulated the view but Hayla remained unseen. Without making anyone suspect that Hilal pressed the number, he turned to the phone ringing at Demir's desk.
"He called again, sir," said the man who had always been standing near Demir.
Now that Hilal knew who it was, he shut off the phone and called the waiter. Pay for the food and then leave. He'll find out more about Demir next day.
***
In the hospital, Fatih never got far from Zahra's room. Even the work was left to Sam.
"About your boss at will," said Zahra as Sam walked out of his ward. Zahra tries to melt with her husband. Mainly because he feels guilty.
"Free, because I pay them not a little." Fatih glanced at the still intact food on the nightstand then took it. "Let's take a bribe."
"I can eat by myself." Zahra pushed the spoon filled with the food Fatih had offered.
"Oh yes indeed, but it seems you are waiting for me to feed. Aye right? Let it look as romantic as in the series you watch."
Zahra frowned, "you know the series I watched?"
"Yes, you're a lover of romantic action." Fatih's expression was like ridiculing. "You guys carry you home to look romantic" Fatih made Zahra laugh.
Today they talk more than usual. The one who tells me more here is Fatih. His silly behavior when he was a child, teenager to adult he told made Zahra laugh out loud.
"Enough! My stomach hurts" Zahra said with a barely loud laugh with tears.
"Much more of my story."
Next to Zahra's hand, Fatih took it to his chest and placed it there. "You can feel my heartbeat, right?" tanya Fatih was taken in by Zahra. "My heart rate went back to normal when I saw you laughing again. Arborea ...." Fatih closed her eyes, "i've always loved that name."
"Pak-" Zahra's words stopped because Fatih put her index finger on her lips.
"Don't say anything. Let it be quiet and listen to each other's heartbeats. Close your eyes and listen to your heart, listen to what you want. Listen to the rhythm of love from my heartbeat."
Instead of following her husband's orders, Zahra laughed and ruined the atmosphere. Automatic Fatih snorting and snorting. Zahra was getting more and more twisted because Fatih tickled. Their gazes met, faces approached and lips almost touched each other. But the sound of the nursery door being opened made them move each other's faces.
Doctors and nurses approached to monitor Zahra's development.
"Dok, what am I ...?" Zahra always asks about the content.
"The development is very good if accompanied by an understanding husband," said the doctor.
The doctor is like reluctant to discuss the matter of the womb or this is a way so that the patient does not fall.
"Enough rest, two or three more days if the development is better, you can go home."
"Well, Doc," replied Fatih, his hand holding his wife's hand.
"Already, Doc."
"Come, sir, Mom," said the doctor.
Zahra stared blankly with teary eyes.
"Morochen ...." Fatih took his wife.
"I want to go home" Zahra said in a weak voice.
***
Demir's car stopped at the flower shop. A bouquet of red roses she brought into the speeding car waiting for Zara's friend's hospital in the care. He also stopped by a cake shop and bought food that Fatih secretly bought.
Arriving at the hospital, he approached the information section and asked for Zahra's ward. After getting the information he went straight to the nursery of his lady puja.
"Sorry, where are you going?" ask the bodyguard assigned by Sam.
"I want to see my friend. He said he was being treated in this room" Demir replied.
"Who? In this room there is only one patient and can not be found by anyone other than family."
"Tell your master, if I come. Tell Demir it has come," Demir said with a slanted smile.
The supervisor went straight in to inform Fatih.
"Guests? whose guests?" ask Fatih frowning.
"Me," said Demir appearing behind the bodyguards. Already he guessed Fatih's expression as well as Zahra's.
"Sorry sir!" The supervisor asked Demir to leave because his employer had not allowed the guest to enter.
"Your master did not throw me out" said Demir, shaking off the bodyguard's hand and approaching Zahra and Fatih. "Ck, very kind to your boss, Miss Zahra. Is there any staff who are sick you always accompany him Fatih?" Demir turned his gaze to Fatih Tang also looking at him.
"It's none of your business" replied Fatih.
"Oh no, but this woman loves me. He doesn't belong to anyone, does he? So I'm free to dong to approach him. Isn't that Miss Zahra? I bought this for you."
Demir placed a bouquet of flowers on Zahra's lap.
"Sorry sir. I can't accept this." The woman moved the bouquet of flowers on her lap.
"Why? Because I'm a married man? And what about Fatih. Is it because he's your boss or ...." Demir makes quotes using his fingers. "It's a shame if it is. Means you are no different from the ***** that I often sleep with. Can dong I fuck without getting married. Though I first offered marriage to be more honorable despite being a second wife." He leaned towards Zahra until his face was only five cm away.
Fatih immediately pulled Demir's clothes and charged at him.
"So what you say!" The sharp look in Fatih's eyes clearly showed anger.
"Why be angry, right? If the public were to be pleased with this news. Ck! Must be exciting." He smiled and winked.
Fatih clenched her hands and almost threw a punch, but the bodyguard Sam who had just arrived immediately held his master's hand.
"Please, Sir." Sam asked Demir to come out politely.
"Tell your employer. He knows what I want and should he do, otherwise just wait for the public to be bustling with news." Demir said the sentence with frequent satisfaction. But suddenly his face turned fierce.