♥Silly Hearts♥

💮Chapter-1💮

The more you get attached to someone the more you feel dragged far away from them because it is the very time when determination and confidence lack allowing the rise of confusion and insecurity after we let our emotions corrupt our reasons. The same thing happened again as our heroine was currently in the crusade of overpowering sentiments that broke out in her life when she finally understood that it was a grave mistake of hers by nodding yes to the marriage.

"Oh, no! How silly of me? I still can't believe it!" Slapping her palms over her fearful face she hid her expression as she slumped down onto the bed with a thud. Though women after getting rejected several times by millionth of men should be grateful to their stars for such an opportunity for it is a relief that there is at least one who has no objection to accepting this auspicious engagement with her, she, the younger Aydin, did not find any reason to delight at the moment when the groom's family made an offer through a phone call. Instead, it's a blow-a drastic blow to her sanity when her father hugged her with a smothering embrace making her know, "Child, I'm gonna miss you too much after the month ends because they want a fast ceremony before October ends."

Completely befuddled she pulled away from that tightness of the arms of her father as she enquired, "I don't get you, Papa." Though she knew what he meant, it was not convincing her entirely. The irony is that sometimes we are too covered with misfortunes to acknowledge that we should also deserve some fortunes in our life! But here the question is, was our heroine ready for such a lucky kick? I think not. Because when Mr Nihat explained to her the total business and gave minute details to his wife she felt like punched directly to the core of her stomach.

Consuming the sweet and sour emotional talks of her parents with a jolly great face when she next moved to her room she wished to release all her pain and discomfort. But nothing came out for she was too perplexed to discern what was going through that tsunami-prone mind of hers. Pity! How can this author convey her sympathy for those poorest creatures in the world who are not even capable of discerning the riddles of their heart?

Never mind. There is no one, I suppose, to hear my heart but our lovable Hero and Heroine's.

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He flipped the blankets and tossed and turned in the mattress as though preparing for some wrestling match since he was still striving to know how the hell his skin got allergies!

"It's not itching anymore but burning...Fuck...I am burning like hell....but why???" He cussed as most of the men do whenever they get confused but the creator himself never created a good many curses to soothe either the burn or the itch of the gut that one feels after the bite of the spite. Foolish men! If only they own a particular kinda sense and delve deep into their heart we women could save our ears from grasping those condemning phrases that roll out of their venomous tongues when they feel zealously jealous against their rivals!

By the By, coming to the topic, Can Divit, who has been chosen here to portray those silly men in concern, quit his bed and also his room as he got out of his house to take a walk to the shore.

Little did he know there would be a company for him too.

"Sanem!" A gasp of surprise escaped his mouth when he recognised her back while she was perched on the topmost rock.

Hearing the familiar tone of voice, Sanem turned her head slightly not being too much startled. She tried to stay easy most of the time and for today nothing could surprise her enough after the proposal of marriage.

"Can!" Her address was as calming as one could ever imagine it to be because taking the name of her best friend seems quite relaxing to her in such a crisis. "Please come to me." Stretching her arm she implores him with her pleading eyes and in an instant, he joins that forwarded hand sitting beside her. "I knew you would come." She mumbled placing her head on his shoulder and surprisingly Can felt almost relieved from the absurd sensitivity of his skin. A gentle vibe engulfs him when he closes the slightest gap between them by pulling her closer when he asks with a polite note, "What happened to you, baby, that you are sounding so low?"