Night dominates the land and even the sea. The night wind began to gently care into behind the hair and skin of my face. I closed my eyes while shedding tears on the edge of the old bridge.
He said it was the place that everyone feared the most. I entered the Ancol bridge.
It's me. I have to feel homesick because I never go home.
I pulled over and lamented it all with my solitude. But not to do stupid things either.
"How could Dilan do this to me?!" I grumbled while ruffling my hair.
Look like someone from behind noticed my rather strange behavior. It's Jebran sneaked in and stalked me.
I heard the soles of the shoes approaching me, then he greeted me softly, "Emira, what are you doing??"
I was startled by the sound. I quickly wiped away the tears that were already running down my smooth cheeks.
I turned to the source of the voice with a flat expression. 'Jebran,' I muttered under my breath.
"Jebran," I called softly to him.
"Are you crying?" He approached me while holding back a laugh.
I took a step back, with my expression starting to turn tense. 'Why did this man stalk me all the way here?'
"Why are you doing this? It's like seeing a ghost!" Jebran caught my arm so as not to move away from him.
"Ah!" my skin.
"Let's sit there! I also need a friend," he said to pull my arm forcibly.
"Hey!" I screamed at him.
I finally followed his steps to a lounge chair not far from there. He turned around and pushed me to sit down.
"Why? Why are you here? Did you follow me all the way here?!" I asked many times.
His eyes began to see my face. He took a seat next to me.
I just looked at him is this man was completely different from me.
"I see you. I see everything. I see your gloomy face, and then I follow you wherever you go. Do you know? Maybe, I'm a bit weird in the office. Too loud, arrogant, and a little cold. I wonder when I face you all suddenly changed," he said, turned to face me.
Deg!
I heartfelt a little shaken. This man is explaining something but, I can understand. 'Does he like me?' Oh, no, no. I have to believe he's just comforting me at this point.
"Then why did you refuse him?!" asked Jebran looking at me.
"Should I love you!" I threw it at him.
Correct! I looked at the man in front of me seriously. I heard his words that were like a green light. A sign that he likes me.
"W-what are you saying?" he said.
I shook my head spontaneously. I was stupid when I said those words in front of him.
I started to look down in shame and then lifted my chin to look up at the sky.
Jebran looked at me in awe and also different. Her face is mesmerized with a sharp nose and my beautiful face.
I was embarrassed by him but, love cannot force by anything. Even I was hate Dilan in an instant.
"You are beautiful!" he said.
I lowered my chin and looked at him.
"Oh no! I mean the view beside you. By the way, why do you say that?" Jebran changed the subject.
"I don't know! I just said spontaneously. I want to go home," I decided as I stood up. I started to take a few steps but stopped when.
"Emira," called Jebran.
He called me once. I had to turn my head and then smile, "Well, what's wrong?"
"Let me get to know you better!" he asked.
It felt like the wind was blowing gently by pushing into the crevices of my clothes and hair.
I wanted to wrap the wind in a bag as not to make me feel sick from the wind.
His words made me tense and fell into the cradle of desire.
"Hmm," I said and nodded firmly. I smiled widely at the handsome man. I approached the man and held out my hand.
"Why?" asked Jebran.
"We can start as friends," I said.
Jebran took my hand then left a smile at me. Only this time, I was surprised to see a warm smile from him.
So far, it's just a faint, cynical smile. Was this the sincerity had kept in heart?
"Why haven't you been smiling at us all this time?!" I grumbled.
"Not for the office. But outside I am more friends with you. The reason I never smile at the office is for the good of myself and my employees so that they are afraid of me!" he said.
I smiled and removed my hand from his grip. I walked to lead the way, followed by this man.
I laughed inward as if to see his funny and ridiculous behavior. It turned out that all this time, Jebran had only pretended to be cold towards other people.
For the sake of reputation, he did it wholeheartedly with his responsibility.
***
Mehmed's eyes scanned the room around his house. Now, with several suitcases containing hers, she will be ready to leave in the morning.
"Is there anything else to bring, sir?" one of the men asked him.
"No need. I'm just there to pick up my daughter," said Mehmed.
"Let's go!" take Mehmed to his two bodyguards.
Mehmed stepped forward toward the front door to leave the mansion. Slick hair, shiny shoes, a neat black suit with beautiful stone rings around his fingers.
Of course, cigarette smoke is getting stuck between your fingers and dropped a cigarette butt into the street of his house, then stepped on him roughly.
Someone opened the door with a half back bent.
"Hmm," he snorted as he slid into the car.
The luxury car left the location of the mansion for the airport. Now, the real journey he passed was using an airplane.
The flight is already waving away. Mehmed will follow his beloved daughter. As for me? Already decided not to see the father figure again.
Father arrived at the scene safely.
Not waiting for a signal, he went to his destination.
***
"Where is she?!" Mehmed asked in front of Dilan was standing in the middle of his room.
"Give me time! I can't do it for you if you keep pushing," said Dilan.
"It's not that easy to get Emira, your child. But, I can take her slowly," suggested Dilan.
"But, are you not afraid of my status as a policeman?" said Dilan trying to threaten back.
"Hahaha, are you going to try to avoid your weak little brother? I also have reasons not to be afraid of you," said Mehmed with a sarcastic smile.
Dylan attacked himself.
He wanted to run but, caught in the net that had stuck to him. Then, what is another reason Mehmed is not afraid of Dilan?
Dilan suddenly remembered what had happened to him.
Dilan stabbed a man who had attacked him while his body was still wearing a gray-white uniform. In a dark room.
The man was helpless and covered in a lot of blood. Dilan looked at the resistance very chaotically as the knife had already moved into his hand.
Meanwhile, Mehmed and his colleagues arrived late at a location, which killed one of their colleagues, namely their cousin.
Dilan froze like an innocent.
He began to tremble due to the unexpected incident.
Mehmed looked at Dilan with one word, "Let me keep this a secret until you grow up."
Dilan bent his back while squeezing his head in regret. What had made him so brave to step forward to that action?
Meanwhile, he pretends to be innocent by becoming a police officer.
Then, what about the gazes of Dilan and Mehmed now?
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