Their eyes were both burning with love, Halil was now below and Zeynep above. She sat on his waist and looked down onto Halil's bare chest. Zeynep's thighs were in close contact with Halil's waist, she had not worn anything apart from her underwear and the large shirt Halil lent her. Halil's hands started running through Zeynep's thighs while Zeynep's moved up to Halil's neck. She bent over for a kiss which eased Halil's task in taking her shirt off. Easily he undressed her and they both laid naked in front of each other. Halil moved his hands even further to Zeynep's chest, she moaned a little when Halil grazed his hands over her chest. She turned her face facing up then put her hand in her mouth to prevent further and louder moans. Halil's hands moved Zeynep's legs up to his waist and sounds if the bed and moans filled their room.
Halil let Zeynep use the bathroom first, then he followed to take a bath. When he got out later, Zeynep had already fallen asleep on the bed. She was obviously exhausted from all that had happened, without disturbing her, Halil exited the room and headed to the kitchen for some water. While drinking the water he recalled how he felt when Zeynep was kidnapped earlier. He remembered seeing Zeynep on the bed looking helpless. He couldn't help but blame himself for not catching the guy that included Zeynep in his dirty game. He took a jug back to the bedroom for Zeynep in case she'd need water when she wakes.
It was almost dawn when Halil heard car sounds from outside. The guys were back from the task he assigned them. Halil had not slept a wink that night, he just laid on the bed staring at Zeynep who was sleeping like a baby. It was as if she was sleeping with no worries after so long, she also made little snores that made Halil's face light up with a smile. He stroke her hair lightly admiring her beautiful face and perfectly shaped eyebrows. She kept forming creases on her forehead maybe due to bad dreams throughout the night. He sometimes relaxed them for her and other times he kissed her forehead and whispered sweet words into her ears.
Halil slowly gets off the bed so as to not wake Zeynep, he thinks of going down to meet them but also doesn't want to leave Zeynep's side. So he walks to the window and looks down to the guys as they alighted the cars. Oguz spoke to Turan and Osman for a minute then they all head inside. Seeing it as it was almost morning, they thought it'd be best not to disturb Halil with their findings. Halil looked at them as they dispersed into the house, he also seeing that walks back to the bed, cuddles with Zeynep and decides to get some sleep.
The long night finally ended and the sun had risen high in the sky. Summer was already over and the fall leaves had started appearing. Although the sun was shining, drizzles of rain flashed for a moment which resulted in a strong smell of the soil which in turn woke Zeynep up. A morning free of worry and guilt greeted Zeynep in Halil's arms. The moment she opens her eyes, Zeynep is met with handsomeness so close to her. She stares at Halil's face and sees how his giant wrists supported his small face carelessly. Zeynep noticing that carefully removes the hand to prevent him from waking up with his hand aching. She takes a moment to digest the handsome on her husband, starting from his beard, eyes and even his hair. She uses her finger to secretly sketch his nose line, eyes and lips, then whispers, "Good morning... my love..." to Halil.
At last she woke up in his arms today. This was the normal life she had in mind, this simple life where she sleeps and wakes up in the arms of the love of her life. Zeynep never wished for any riches, fancy or a luxurious lifestyle. She was even ready to go live in the middle of nowhere provided it were with him. However, life surely had other plans for her and out of all, it chose for her to fall for the most complicated man on the planet. She gets off the bed walks over to get some water because the thirst was killing her. She pours herself a glass then proceeds to the window. She notices the familiar environment, familiar scents that smelled of love and the people she loved. She misses how she always watched the bird and her nest at the tree near their room. She misses seeing how the sun shined right into the window of her's and Halil's room.
