"we are here"
Wiasm said as he stopped the car in the front gate of the Seriz villa.
Yaman helped the drunk Mart inside to the guest's house, getting in Mart broke free and walked to the mirror looking at his swelling eye smiling.
"Hohoy this is amazing"
Taking his hand near his eye not daring to touch it. Turning to Yaman while smiling foolishly.
"That was my first fight ever man!"
Yaman looked at the drunk and smiling Mart pointed at his eye and said.
"That is bad we need to do something about it"
"Don't, I want to sleep"
Mart said as he staggered towards the sofa, seeing this Yaman said no more just helped him to the sofa.
"Eyyeee, my stomach is upset."
Mart complained as he laid down.
"Do you need me to get you a bucket?"
Yaman offered but just got denied with a shake of head from Mart.
"I don't need it"
Looking at the already half asleep Mart Yaman took out a cover from the near drawer and covered him then he walked out.
"How is he?"
Wisam setting on a seat just outside the door said to the appearing Yaman.
"Not sure"
Yaman replied as he took a seat nearby.
Wisam staring at the night sky in the direction of the coast stayed quiet for a few seconds before stating.
"You know this will be pushed over your head don't you. Do you regret it?"
"No, I don't regret anything I do for a friend."
Come the frime and calm voice of Yaman from the side to gain a nod from Wisam.
After hearing Yaman's answer Wisam got up and walked out waving his hand over his head to the setting Yaman behind him.
"Then see you soon, you have my number call me if you see me as a friend."
Getting to the car Wisam glanced at the approaching car from the other side then got inside his driving to his house.
_ _ _ _ _
Getting up Indar wore her a rope and went out from her room looking for Mart at his room.
Not finding him there she got anxious. She went to look for him at the guest's house.
Getting inside looking around and seeing Yaman sleeping on a chair by the bed then at Mart sleeping on the sofa, she walked to Mart then started to shake him gently to wake him up while calling his name softly.
"Mart, Mart, .....here!!.... Mart what happened to you?"
Shocked by Mart's swelled eye Indar gasped loudly waking the sleeping Yaman and the dizzy Mart up with a fright. Driving away the sleep away completely waking them up.
Pulling Mart away, out from there while giving Yaman a disappointed look.
Yaman looked at the blaming look madam Indar has giving him.
Yaman sighed and then touched his painful side then looked at the bed were someone slept on last night from the look of it.
_ _ _ _ _ _
Salim coming back from his training session as walk playing with his tennis racket, he looks at the waiting Indar and smile.
"Good morning dear"
"Yaman must go today"
Come the frime unpleasant voice of Indar as the answer of his greeting.
Salim looked at Indar confused.
"What happened?"
Indar replied unhappily.
"He and Mart got in a fight yesterday."
"Ohoo, that's it"
Salim couldn't help but smile surprisingly at that.
"There is nothing to feel happy about here Salim"
Indar said to the smiling Salim.
"That's not a problem love, they are boys. They will fight. I did when I was their age too"
Salim replied to the upset Indar.
"Are we comparing you with them now?!"
Indar said then turned around walking inside. Salim looked at his wife's back taking a breath closed his eyes then opened them and started heading inside intending to take a shower first.
Indar walked inside headed to the dining table to find Yaman there preparing food, she looked at him and said.
"If you are hungry you could have asked Souzy to make something for you"
Yaman replied gesture to the prepared food on the table.
"This is for you, thanking you for taking me inside yesterday, helping me out, I want to show that I'm thankful to you and mr Salim for what you did for me.
I was the one making breakfast at home then so I thought of making you breakfast as thanks or at least that what I could do now."
Hearing what Yaman said, Indar felt a pang of pain and regret, she said in a sorry voice.
"I'm sorry but you know this wouldn't work"
Yaman shaking his head.
"You don't need to be, I understand that it is hard not only for me but for you all too. I will go say goodbye to Mart now."
Yaman retreated and gone to Mart's room, nocking on the door and hearing the sleepy voice of Mart comes from inside he pushed the door open and walked in.
Mart laying on his face, turned slightly to look at whom entered.
Seeing it was Yaman he gone back to his position and said.
"My stomach is killing me and my head is painful"
Yaman seeing Mart like this put his hands to his sides and said.
"You need to eat something then that will go"
Mart replied weakly
"No don't mention food to me I feel like throwing out now"
Yaman shake his head at the stubborn Mart.
"But if you eat bread the whole day you will be fine"
Mart just groaned at that.
"Anyway I'm here to say goodbye I will leave now."
Yaman said then turned towards the door.
"What?! Leave! Is it because of me, because of what I said yesterday?! I swear that wasn't me, it was not the sober me I didn't mean it."
Mart said as he got up and out of his bed staggering in his first steps.
"No it is not because of you and what you said was all true, I'm from Tuzlu DIRI"
Mart looked at Yaman shamefuly and said while lowering his head.
"I'm very sad and sorry."
Not saying anything more.
Yaman looked at the sincer Mart and patted him at the arm then turned to walk outside.
Mart looked up at Yaman then as if he thought of something said while he started to look around his desk and drawers.
"Wait, I will give you something first"
Taking out a map from his upper left drawer he give it to the standing Yaman.
"I have marked the road I will be taking to the University there if we ever met again."
Yaman took the map looked at it then at the expecting Mart smiled.
"Aye thanks man"
Then he gestured to his arm for Mart to pat it back in a friendly gesture.
Mart smiled at that and patted his arm hurriedly then watched him leave his room closing the door behind him, feeling his upset stomach Mart groans again then stager back to his bed laying down again.
_ _ _ _ _
Walking outside Yaman find Salim waiting for him by the car, with a gesture from Salim Yaman moves to the side of the car, looking towards the villa next door his eyes met with Mira's eyes who has just gone out.
Looking at each others for a moment he takes back his sight and get inside the car.
Seeing Yaman gets in Salim start the car then start driving, turning his head to check on Yaman he finds him looking at the side mirror. Looking at what Yaman looking at from the rear mirror Salim smile a little as Yaman and Mira were staring at each others for their stare to break by the break of the sight as Salim turn left driving away.
After some time on the road Salim started speaking first.
"You don't need to take this to heart, I will talk to your mother. You only need to stay away from trouble"
Yaman turns his head to look at Salim for a moment then back ahead he replied.
"I do not look for trouble, troubles comes looking for me but for you I will do my best."
Salim looked at Yaman preferring not to say anything about that then looking back at the road ahead he continues.
"You have good grades, I will help you get into a university to study."
Yaman said briefly.
"I will see"
Salim frowned at his answer looked at him and pressed.
"Do you want to really study?"
Yaman looked at him.
"And who doesn't."
Salim replied.
"Then you must stay away from trouble."
Yaman's answer only made Salim frown more for him to pull the car to a stop by the road.
"I will try"
Salim stoped the car, pulled his seat belt off turned with his upper body to face Yaman.
"Have you asked why you? Why did we help you, you not the others?"
Yaman turned his hid and slightly backed a little towards the door to look at Salim.
"I did and I thought that is because you are a nice person, because you can help so you did and because you are a good family and good people so you help the others."
Yaman replied to Salim his truthful thoughts.
Looking at the honest Yaman, Salim said
"It is because you are like me, believe me I was born in a neighborhood not better than yours, I studied and worked all the time for me and my mother, my father died when I was a kid"
Yaman interjected
"My condolences"
Salim continued
"That was long ago, I fought against every odd to get here not by relying on my wife but by being stubborn and not giving up.
I don't need anything from you, I'm helping you just for it, you are like me, reminding me of myself so you can do like me and one day be in the same position as me now and I believe you can do that."
Salim finished talking and patted Yaman on the shoulder while forcing a smile then turned and started the car driving away.
Yaman stared at Salim for moments and uttered only a few words of thanks, that all what he could come up with.