"Cihangir Tepeli, this is what he was saying"
Kaan turned around on his heels and went closer to him.
"What did you say?"
"I said you are out and he asked when will you come and where do you live?"
Kaan grabbed him from his collars.
"Oğlum sakan, sakan!"
"Abbi, Tamam sakin, I didn't tell him Allah Allah" alamet got terrified and took a step backward, a relieved breath left Kaan's mouth.
"Bana bak alamet, you won't talk about me or about us to the strangers, to the persons you don't know"! kaan again grabbed him by his collar and said while setting his collar.
Alamat rolled his eyes to the left side and said in a confused tone.
"what if somebody says he is your brother"?
"When did you see my brother Ali Ahmet"?
"never Abbi" he replied with eyes fully open.
"Alamat I will send you to Istanbul if something like this happened...
"Yok yok Abbi,hayir! it won't happen again Sorun değil" alamet replied sharply before Kaan could complete his sentence. kaan stared at him for a few minutes then left his collar and turned back. alamet gulped a lump down his throat. he touched something in his pocket under his sweater. and again touched his collar in fear.
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He threw his jacket on the sofa lazily and took off his shirt. After changing into his nightwear he picked the paper bag from the hall cabinet and took his laptop. he was now on the sofa in front of both things on the table. he opened his laptop and picked the paper bag. he opened the paper bag harshly. there a square hard object covered with another paper bag and strings. he started opening the string and tearing the paper. his clenched lower lip and frown on the head was clearly visible. His hand touched a DVD which was inside a transparent sheet. he tightly clenched his jaw and took out the DVD. he opened the slot on his laptop and put the DVD in it. His brown dark eyes were now on the screen.
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Port Of HaydarPaşa, Istanbul.
The Port of Haydarpaşa, also known as the Port of Haidar Pasha is a general cargo seaport, container terminal, situated in Haydarpaşa, Istanbul, Turkey at the southern entrance to the Bosphorus. The port is operated by the Turkish State Railways (TCDD) and serves a hinterland which includes the country's most industrialized areas.
This port was highly used for cargo import exports and smuggling as well.
It was 8 am in the morning and the port was not that much crowded. It was a usual schedule of daily early mornings. Some cargo ships were leaving, some of them were arriving, custom officers and workers were going here and there.
He was walking between all these people, making his way swiftly. his towering frame was moving fastly.. he was in a camel color parachute jacket. his honey-colored hair was styled simply. his eyes were the same color of his hair, he was a fair, towering man with just a mustache on his face, the thing other than his attractive features, making him noticeable was the recklessness on his face and sharpness in his eye.
He stopped near a pier which was away from the crowd and cannot be seen from the crowded area.
he took a few steps and stopped a few steps away from him, who was facing the sea.
"Selam Alaykum Aga"
"Alaykum Selam Fatih" He turned towards him, he was a 41-year-old man who was few inches shorter than fatih. fully bearded with dark brown wavy hair and black eyes.
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Mystery / Thriller"So... Tell me now.." Her hands were rested on his shoulders, they were moving slowly with the music. Smile wasn't leaving his face. She fondly glanced at the black mole hidden in his beard. "What..?" His dimple on the right cheek was more prominen...
