The Brothers....Their Story Continues

Chapter Sixteen

Sanem was sitting in her chair, gazing out across the water, as she did most of the time when she needed to think. Her sons had been gone for a few weeks, Efe had called twice, but neither time had she been able to speak to her youngest son. It bothered her, was there something wrong, was he sick or had they had a fight and he was staying his distance. She had no idea where they were, just that they were out there in that massive sea of uncertainty. She would feel it if something had happened to them, if they were in trouble, she knew she would, it would be her motherly instinct. She would never understand their need to put themselves out there, to sail about in that boat and search for their happiness. She thought back so many years ago, but the feeling still lived inside, of the time that Can escaped on that boat, just sailed away without a look back. She regretted every minute he was gone, knowing she had been the reason for his departure. He had found himself out there on the sea, accepting all that had happened to them and owning the guilt of being a jealous and rude man when it came to Sanem. Her heart still ached remembering the pain she had lived through when she realized she had lost him.

That boat had been his savior, it had kept him safe when he couldn't even think of anything but her as he drifted without meaning on the open sea. That boat protected him as he laid on the bow writhing in pain from the memory of her smell, longing for the touch of her hand on his face.....the boat protected him. She prayed for the same protection from that boat for her sons, to guide them safely on their journey to find themselves, and to bring them back to her just as it had done with Can. The tears had rimmed her eyes, as she hoped they were safe and sound and having the time of their lives, the love hate relationship she had with that boat was being put to the test once again. 

 Can had watched her from the cottage, knowing full well she was struggling with her inner voice. He too had his reservations about his sons taking on this journey, but he trusted both of them and most of all he trusted the boat to keep them safe. He walked down to the waters edge, standing next to his wife, " My love, I know they are ok, and I have a feeling they will be calling In the next couple of days." He said as he stroked her hair. He had such love for this woman, that at times it shocked even him. His life before her was like that of another person, someone he didn't know anymore, someone that didn't live within him any longer. He sat down beside her, " They will return home safe and sound, and full of life, ready to start a different kind of adventure....their future. He took her hand, as she looked into his eyes, " I know you're right, but my heart misses the sound of them laughing and even the fighting, it just seems so quiet now." She gently kissed his fingers that were entwined  with hers. Her heart needed him, she needed him to calm all the fears that she felt. Why did our children always want to move on, grow up and become the person you always wanted them to be, her heart begged to know the answer, and why did it hurt so much. 

Their silence was always the cure, they heard each other without saying a word. The hours went by, as they watched the waves wash up on the beach, " I wonder where they are, I hope they are safe." Sanem spoke in a mumbled whisper. Can looked her way, " They are, I know it." The best he could figure, they were probably on the way to Sardinia by now, and he hoped they called when they got there. He had already made up his mind if they didn't call in a day or two, he would make that call himself, just to ease his wife's heart and his mind. He wrapped her up in his arms, feeling her welcome him, he would always protect her, shield her from what ever was making her sad. His desire for her was just as strong now as it had been all those years ago, so he  instinctively scooped her up his arms and carried her to the cottage. She didn't resist, the feel of him made her happy, she wanted this distraction as she felt that heat rise up through her body. It was a heat of desire for this man she loved with all her heart. He carried her to their bed, the smell of her triggered all his senses, he wanted her more than ever. 

Sanem had taken a deep breath, her defenses stripped away, all she wanted or needed was Can. Their longing and wanting of each other had never lessened over the years, maybe they had a little less stamina, but the quality of it was still the same. He fulfilled her, he recharged her, he loved her like nothing else mattered in their life. She whispered, " You served up a wonderful distraction my love, you made me forget all my worries, thank you." Her lips touched his softly, with nothing more than their breath between them. He moaned, fully erupted in passion, her touch made him feel alive as he sucked in the breath that lingered there before covering her mouth with a demanding kiss. Her body was his, as she felt the goosebumps rise up to the surface of her skin, and he took what was his, leaving nothing to the imagination. 

Some time later, she laid there watching him sleep. He always made everything right again, she had completely forgotten about the boys. She was overreacting but it was hard not to, but they were their fathers sons, and going off seeking adventure had always lurked in their heads. Of course she wanted them to be happy, but why couldn't they be happy right here. She slid out of bed quietly so not to wake him, grabbed her notebook and curled up on the sofa. Her notebooks where packed full of all the memories of her life, and all the adventures they had been on with Efe and Kadir. She started to write, pouring out her soul onto paper, telling herself this is what mothers do, " We mothers conceive and carry a child for months, nurture and love that child for years, instilling the most important values of life into that child, then we say goodbye to them. We send them off to be what we as parents could not be. They are an extention of us, our future, Our dreams and wishes, our legacy. So we should be proud of what they are, for they are what we wanted to be."........

The two brothers could see the light from the port, they had made another destination. The tension between them had disappeared as it always did, and they were back to themselves again. " Kadir, let's get rooms for tonight, I could use a good hot shower and a nice soft bed. How about you." The older Divit smiled at him. Kadir nodded, " Sounds good, and I have to call mom, I haven't talked to her since we left." He felt a little pang of homesickness stab his heart. 

" They both felt it a little, that safe secure place they both loved, and the sound of their parents' voice."    But neither would let it show, how much they missed home......