The first night--A night of devotion, a night of new beginnings that are to strengthen the love between a husband & wife.
It is to unite them beyond...words, isn't it?
Yet...
The door to the main chamber stayed closed as Nur Hakan laid on top of the mattress in the dimly lit room. His eyes were shut as his chiseled jaw flexed with every move of his chest.
Nur had fell into oblivion long ago--though to the left on the night lamp, a gazette started to play and old tune. It had been a classic Turkish song, as soon as the first few words hit his ears, his eyes fluttered opened. His senses were still clogged as he lazily gazed to his left.
The words are all but muffled--Though few seconds later, his eyes fell. They were beginning to make sense.
"Whatever you carry in your heart, it will burn through"
"It will burn you, deep, deep, deep and deeply"
So, keep going on with your life my friend, move!
As nothing in this word will last not even my love for him...
Back in her room, she lays on the bed, her silky locks--untouched, pooled down the mattress as her lips then moved, syncing with the gazette. Ayse's mouth parted as she murmured, "It will burn you through"... Her honey-drunk eyes flickered to the candle' flame to her nightstand.
It will burn you, deep, deep, deep and deeply.