LOGINRena turned out to be a very pleasant and rather chatty person. Even more surprising was that Rena, who was Zaya’s colleague at the library, was none other than the woman Zaya had met at the mosque a few days earlier, when Zaya first arrived in the city of Izmir with Arash.Yes, Rena was that woman. The one who had offered to help Zaya at the mosque back then. Unfortunately, Rena didn’t recognise Zaya when they met for the second time in this library. So it was Zaya who had to greet Rena first.“You’re the new staff member, aren’t you?” Rena asked Zaya.Zaya gasped and turned around. She saw Rena, whom she recognised, and immediately smiled. Zaya also stood up immediately to greet Rena and extended her hand first towards the girl.“You were at the mosque yesterday for the dawn prayer in congregation, weren’t you?” said Zaya.Rena furrowed her brow and looked back at Zaya, glancing alternately at the girl’s hand that remained outstretched before her.“You… are the veiled girl who was w
Hasan, Yatif, and the other members were utterly shocked when they finally returned. They did not find Arash waiting to welcome them at the main headquarters. Instead, only Demian and several other mafia members stood there, equally stunned to see them all return safely without a single injury on their bodies.Demian, who received the Yakuza representative as well as the driver who had escorted the members back to headquarters, accepted an official letter signed by Yamamoto, along with a flash disk inside the envelope.“Our Young Master sent this for the members. Inside, there is a message as well as an explanation of what happened to them,” said the driver.After handing the letter to Demian, the driver intended to leave immediately. However, Demian grabbed his arm and stopped him, forcing the man to turn back and face him directly.“You already know our main headquarters. Wouldn’t it be better if you stayed here for a while until we confirm a few things first?” Demian asked with a f
It turns out that Zaya lives in a flat located in the city of Izmir. The flat is typically rented out to students at an affordable price, even though it comes with only basic facilities.Zaya’s decision to take one of these flats was not without reason. She chose it based on where she had been accepted to work in this city—Izmir.Dokuz Eylul University, one of the major universities in Izmir, has a rather unique library system. There are 14 libraries connected to each faculty building, all linked to a central library located in one of the main buildings.However, even though she returned to work as a librarian on campus like she did back in Istanbul, Zaya did not actually transfer her studies. Instead, she continued her leave of absence. She took a one-semester leave and moved to Izmir for an important reason directly related to the death of her parents.She had been searching for answers for quite a long time, until she finally uncovered something and decided to leave.The flat Zaya
Just as he had promised Zaya, Arash truly seemed unwilling to make the woman feel uncomfortable with his presence over the past few hours.So after they reached an agreement to search for the novel Arash had mentioned—where Zaya agreed to help find out who might have such a book in another language besides Indonesian—Arash appeared ready to let her go on to her original destination.“We’ll part ways here, Zaya,” Arash said as he stood by the front entrance of the fast-food restaurant, idly playing with his phone, for whatever reason.“When will you start looking for the novel?” Zaya asked in return.“I’ll go with you. Whenever you have time to search for it with me, just let me know. Later… we’ll meet at a place we agree on,” Arash replied.Zaya simply nodded faintly. She felt relieved that she could finally move freely without having to tell Arash where she lived in Izmir.“Thank you, Arash,” Zaya said again. “I know… saying thank you won’t be enough to repay all your kindness. And i
The food they ordered soon arrived, along with their drinks. Although it was a fast-food restaurant, several additional items Arash had ordered apparently required the staff to prepare them on the spot after the order was placed and deliver them directly to the table.Zaya, who had been quietly enjoying her fried chicken and fries, looked puzzled at the sight of the oversized burger sitting untouched on her plate.It wasn’t without reason—her veil made it rather difficult for her to eat the burger freely. Especially now, with a strange man sitting in front of her, someone who must not, under any circumstances, see or cause her veil to be lifted.As if understanding her difficulty, even without saying a word and only glancing at the burger a few times, Arash attentively took her plate and began cutting the burger into smaller pieces—manageable, bite-sized portions that could be eaten with a fork.“What are you doing?” Zaya asked.She watched as Arash used a fork and knife to cut the bu
The dawn prayer congregation had just exited the mosque and begun going about their respective activities. There, in one corner where female worshippers usually performed their prayers, Zaya tried to find the man who had brought her to this place.Who else but Arash.In Turkey, it was not common for women to join congregational prayers in mosques alongside men who were not their mahram. That was why only Zaya and two other women—who seemed to be backpacker tourists—had prayed in that area.They had even performed their prayer in a rather hidden corner, almost unnoticed by anyone present.“Hey… are you looking for someone?” one of the women who had prayed with her asked Zaya in English.She even tapped Zaya’s shoulder and looked around as well, trying to spot Arash.“Oh… I’m looking for, uhm…” Zaya hesitated, unsure how to explain the nature of her relationship with Arash to a stranger.The girl then lowered her head and scratched the back of it, even though it wasn’t itchy at all.“Yo


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