Quiet Storm

Chapter 6

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"The judges have decided... Zeynep Soydere has been found non guilty due to lack of evidence. It seems like she wasn't planning to kill the victim since his death was caused by hanging and not choking. However, she cannot leave the country and she'll have to present herself at the  nearest police station every week until further notice. Trial's dismissed." The judge announced their decision. Zeynep was now free. She breathed a sighed of relief, touching her belly softly.
Emir was also relieved with the news. He blinked his eyes slowly hearing the news, his eyes stuck on Zeynep. His lawyers have been working on her case non stop. He had forbid Asu to be there since he was mad at her for what she has done.
"God bless, my baby is free..." Fehime was crying, reaching to hug her daughter.
"Mom... I need to talk to all of you, let's meet at home alright? I'll come with Hakan." Zeynep pulled back, as the police took her for some last paperwork.
"You heard her... Let's go home." Fehime told Kemal.

Zeynep was in the car with Hakan, on their way back home.
"So it will be as we agreed?" Hakan asked her.
"Yes, Hakan... This child is yours and we are getting married. This is the only way to hide the truth form them... And Emir..." She looked outside the window, her eyes watering.
"Zeynep... About us..."
"Hakan, I've been clear from the beginning. This marriage will be only on paper. I can't... If you can't do it, I understand." Zeynep sighed, shaking her head.
"Okay, okay... Whatever you want. As long as you're going to be safe from that man." He agreed.

"Congratulations, my daughter! Allah, I'm so happy!" Fehime burst into tears. Zeynep was standing there, faking a smile but she was at least happy that they were happy.
"Always be happy, daughter." Hussein kissed her forehead and let Hakan kissed his hand.
"My beautiful sister... Congratulations." Kemal was happy about her pregnancy, it didn't even pass his mind that this was all a show.
"Thank you, brother." Zeynep hugged him back so tightly. She hated that she had to lie to him too but it should be like that.
Tarık took her into his arms without a word. He was in a tough position with Ozan's murder and she covered him well enough. She deserved to be happy with a decent man.
"When will the wedding take place?" Her mother asked excitedly.
"We'll book a date, mom. This week." Zeynep smiled, sitting down on the couch.
"It shouldn't take long, your belly will show." She explained.
"Uff mom..." Zeynep rolled her eyes, standing up.
"Where to?"
"To lay down, I don't feel well."
"Zeynep, do you need any help?" Hakan raised up, following her.
"God protect them from the evil eye." Fehime started spitting on them as they moved inside.
"Are you alright?" Hakan asked her, sitting by her side.
"No..." Zeynep shook her head, rubbing her palm against her forehead. "Thank you for today... Really."
"There's no problem. You know how I feel about you..." He began, touching his elbow with hers.
"I need to sleep, we'll talk later again." She moved a bit away.
"Of course. Rest well." He slightly smiled and left her room.
"Help me, God...." She cried, falling back into bed.
"Zeynep?" Kemal's voice echoed.
"Come in, brother." She raised up in sitting position.
"I just wanted to see you for a bit..."
"You did well, sit." She patted the empty space next to her.
"How are you feeling?" Kemal asked, taking her hand in his.
"I'm good, brother... Just tired." She out a strand of hair behind her ear. "You? Have you talked with Nihan?"
"What is left to say Zeynep? She's being stubborn." He lowered his head.
"Brother, don't you dare give up on her! This the woman you love and your child! Will you leave them in the hands of Emir!?" She shook his arm a bit, making him look back at her.
"Never! I just need to find a way to approach her..."
"Find it, brother! Think well and find it! Whoever loves, fights for it." She nodded her head at herself and turned away.
"You are right, Zeynep... I will keep fighting, even if it costs my life!"
"God forbid! Don't say such things!" Zeynep placed her hand over her chest.
"Don't get upset... Get some rest." Kissing her forehead gently, Kemal shut the door quietly behind him.
At the moment, her phone rang. It was Emir.
Zeynep shook her head in disbelief, pressing ignore.
He called again. And again and again. But she kept ignoring his calls. In the end he sent her a message.
[We need to talk. Come meet me by the coast at 9.]
"Sure I will... Wait for it." She snapped, shutting down her phone so he wouldn't bother her any further. After a while, she fell asleep.