Stay with me

Chapter 31 - Windows

"My world is Defne," Omer said calmly and firmly. "Please, Fikret, leave us alone." Do not look for reasons to meet, do not get in front of my eyes, and do not upset Defne. I will be very grateful if you understand me and listen to my words.

Without saying goodbye, he left. Fikret clutched her hands on the cold, stone railing and bent in half.

"I can't," she whispered and cried.

In the hall, Omer was intercepted by Sinan. Beaming with a contented smile, he hit him on the shoulder with his fist and sang joyfully:

- Congratulations, my brilliant partner. You did the magic again. We are planning at least three new customers. This is not counting European contracts. We need to expand production

"Think, brother, think," Omer answered absently.

- That's the true Omer Iplikci! - Sinan was indignant. - I say - we broke the records with the presentation in Istanbul, and he is indifferent like an iceberg. - Omer only crookedly grinned. Without waiting for the desired reaction, the partner suggested: - Let's go somewhere, to celebrate the success.

- Sorry, brother. Defne is at home. I do not want her to wait and worry. Come on another time, "Omer held out his hand. - See you.

Sinan shook it and smiled slyly.

"Your dear Defne, you say?"

"My dear Defne," Omer confirmed with a soft smile and hurried to the exit.

"See you," Sinan said to his back and looked around. - So, where is my dear Seda?

***

Topal family were just about to leave and, saying goodbye to their Defne, were marking time in the hallway, as Omer returned home. He only managed to kiss the hand of grandmother, shake hands with Serdar and pat the baby Iso on the cheek. The next moment, Mom Nihan said that it was time to went home, otherwise, the son would fall asleep along the road and would be left without bathing. And this later threatens with a concert for half a night. The family hurried to fulfill the order. Nobody smiled at the night concerts of the crying baby Iso.

Closing the door behind them, Omer went to Defne and, taking her pretty face in his hands, looked into her eyes.

- How are you?

She smiled.

- I am fine. We had a wonderful time. - Defne decided not to talk about the visit of the strange old woman. After all, nothing happened, and Omer will worry. Hugging him around the waist, she led her husband into the house. - How was the presentation?

Omer sat her on the sofa and crouched beside her. Mechanically stroking the delicate skin of a thin wrist with his thumb, he answered:

"Sinan says fine."

- Sinan? Asked Defne and looked inquiringly into dark eyes. - What do you think?

Omer shrugged vaguely.

- Normal presentation. Everybody liked the collection - this is the main thing.

Omer did not look happy and satisfied with the work done, and this alarmed Defne.

"Мy dear," she touched his cheek. - Did something happen?

Omer looked into the huge, amber eyes. Insightful Defne. She feels his heart. But he will not talk about Fikret. She will be saddened, upset, but that's not good for her. He smiled and gently kissed the pink silk of her lips.

"Nothing happened, my soul." I am just tired, hungry, and missed you.

- Allah Allah! Are you tired? Hungry? What kind of wife am I?! Run to change, and I'll warm up dinner. Grandma made such dolma! Mmmm! You will lick your fingers.