The House Where Love Grows

Chapter Twenty Three

~Four days later~

Beni was trying to help, as he ran around behind the triplets, " Ruslan, bring me that balloon, you can't have them yet. Mom, they keep taking the decoration." He yelled out. Sanem was busy in the kitchen with preparing the food, " Beni please, you will have to handle them yourself, I'm very busy." She yelled back to him. Beni had managed to recover all the balloons and tie them on the backs of the chairs, but it hadn't been an easy task, as he scolded each of them, " Ok, now leave the balloons alone, please, at least until my guest get here." He pleaded with the three little ones. They all three nodded in agreement as they hurried off to find something else to entertain themselves with.

Sanem was busy putting together the food for the party. It had all be chosen by Beni himself, and all very unique. It consisted of peanut butter and jam sandwiches, with his favorites of strawberries and grapes on the side. Of course they would have cake and ice cream as well, which was the triplets favorite. Can had been sent to pickup the cake while Beni took care of the decorations and Sanem took care of the food. The day was a busy one. 

Can had arrived with the cake and they went about displaying everything in its place. Beni watched as if he was supervising, and went it was all done he gave his sign of approval. " I love it Mom and Dad. It's perfect." He announced as he scanned over the tables. Can and Sanem smiled from ear to ear, as if they had just won a prize. They would and had done everything for their children, that's what made them the happiest I the world. 

Within an hour their serene and peaceful back yard had be filled with 32 very active and loud 8 year olds. The games were all selected by Beni and the children all seem to be having the time of their lives. Can looked out across the backyard from the kitchen window, his heart was having a hard time processing the thought that this time next year the backyard could very well be empty. There wouldn't be any of his friends running around and playing games. He felt his throat tighten and his eyes start to burn with tears. 

Beni came bursting in from the patio, " Dad, there you are, hey can you take pictures for me. I would do it myself,...but I want to be in them. So can you,.... please." He begged, giving him those puppy dog eyes. Can laughed, " Ok son, I'll do it." He replied, reaching for his camera. Can snapped away, taking a multitude of photos, all with the direction of Beni. He also took some very candid shots, when Beni wasn't looking. Those were the photos that Can loved most, the pictures that no one was aware of, just the ones where they were natural, being themselves.

The party was well in swing before Luis had made it home. He knew he would be in trouble for being so late, but the game lasted longer than he expected. " Mom, really I'm sorry." Luis said as his mother confronted him at the  front door. Sanem glared, " Luis I know your friends are important to you, and playing football too,...but nothing should be more on days like this. It's your brothers birthday, you shouldn't want to miss it." She told him. Luis hung his head, " Ok I'm sorry, but the game ran long."  Sanem shook her head, " Well it's not me you need to apologize to, it's your brother. And I expect you to do just that as soon as the party is over." His mother ordered. 

It was late in the afternoon before the party started to wind down. Can, Aziz and Emre were busy talking and catching up on business when Aziz got a call. He quickly stood and walked to the other side of the patio before taking the call. Can watched his Dad as he talked on the phone, then his Dad looked his way with a look that told Can that there was trouble. A flash of heat filled Cans body as he thought the worst. Aziz motioned for Can to follow him to the kitchen. Can discreetly followed his Dad inside, " What, what is it Dad. Was that the lawyer?" Can asked, his heart pounding.

Aziz closed his eyes and took a deep breath, " No, it was Burak the man that's investigating for us. He wants to meet with us this evening." He said. Can slammed his hand down on the counter, " Is there something wrong, did he find something?" He paced back and forth, his head throbbing. He wondered what he was going to tell Sanem, how would he explain a meeting at this time of the day, and on his sons birthday. Aziz rested his hand on his sons shoulder, " Look, let me go meet with him and then I can get with you later tonight and fill you in." His Dad suggested.  Can knew that was the only way, so he agreed.

As they started the cleanup, Aziz and Mihriban were the last to leave. Aziz hugged his son at the door, " Don't  worry son, I'm sure it's nothing more than a report. I'll call you later." He whispered in Cans ear. He nodded, and gave him a smile, trying to hide the fear that had already setup inside him. Sanem was busy with her goodbyes to Leila and Mihriban, so she hadn't noticed the tense exchange between Can and his father. With everyone now gone and the triplets down for a late nap, the house was quiet. His mind was racing with a thousand thoughts as he flopped down on the sofa. 

The sight of him sitting with his eyes closed and his head resting on the back of the sofa made her sad as she came in with a cup of fresh tea. " Here my love I think you might need this." She said, placing the cup of tea in front of him. He opened his eyes startled, " Oh thanks babe, I think maybe I do need this. It's been a busy day." He replied, his voice sounding tired and sad. She snuggled up next to him, and wrapped her arms around his, " Hey what's wrong, you seem a million miles away. Did something happen with your Dad, I noticed you two in a conversation in the kitchen earlier. Is everything ok?" She asked. Can grunted, " No my dear, nothing is wrong. It's just business." He replied, wondering how she was always able to see everything.

She sighed, " Hmm, problems with a client? Anything I can do to help?" She offered, hating to see her husband so absorbed in business. He smiled, " Yes, yes you can." He said, pulling her over closer to him. " You can let me feel you skin against mine, you can strip off all your clothes and let me touch every inch of your body." He whispered to her, his lips brushing lightly against hers.. She tried to push him away, laughing, but he held on to her tightly and almost forcefully.

" Can, the boys are awake, they might........He pressed his lips against hers, firmly and with demand. " I don't care, I just need you....He muttered as he slid his hand up under her t-shirt and filled his hand with her breast. 

She moaned, not wanting to let that heat fill her body, but it was too late...

It was already there....she felt herself slipping down on the sofa and welcoming him to join her...