Their eyes were both burning with love, Halil was now below and Zeynep above. She sat on his waist and looked down onto Halil's bare chest. Zeynep's thighs were in close contact with Halil's waist, she had not worn anything apart from her underwear and the large shirt Halil lent her. Halil's hands started running through Zeynep's thighs while Zeynep's moved up to Halil's neck. She bent over for a kiss which eased Halil's task in taking her shirt off. Easily he undressed her and they both laid naked in front of each other. Halil moved his hands even further to Zeynep's chest, she moaned a little when Halil grazed his hands over her chest. She turned her face facing up then put her hand in her mouth to prevent further and louder moans. Halil's hands moved Zeynep's legs up to his waist and sounds if the bed and moans filled their room.

Halil let Zeynep use the bathroom first, then he followed to take a bath. When he got out later, Zeynep had already fallen asleep on the bed. She was obviously exhausted from all that had happened, without disturbing her, Halil exited the room and headed to the kitchen for some water. While drinking the water he recalled how he felt when Zeynep was kidnapped earlier. He remembered seeing Zeynep on the bed looking helpless. He couldn't help but blame himself for not catching the guy that included Zeynep in his dirty game. He took a jug back to the bedroom for Zeynep in case she'd need water when she wakes.

It was almost dawn when Halil heard car sounds from outside. The guys were back from the task he assigned them. Halil had not slept a wink that night, he just laid on the bed staring at Zeynep who was sleeping like a baby. It was as if she was sleeping with no worries after so long, she also made little snores that made Halil's face light up with a smile. He stroke her hair lightly admiring her beautiful face and perfectly shaped eyebrows. She kept forming creases on her forehead maybe due to bad dreams throughout the night. He sometimes relaxed them for her and other times he kissed her forehead and whispered sweet words into her ears.

Halil slowly gets off the bed so as to not wake Zeynep, he thinks of going down to meet them but also doesn't want to leave Zeynep's side. So he walks to the window and looks down to the guys as they alighted the cars. Oguz spoke to Turan and Osman for a minute then they all head inside. Seeing it as it was almost morning, they thought it'd be best not to disturb Halil with their findings. Halil looked at them as they dispersed into the house, he also seeing that walks back to the bed, cuddles with Zeynep and decides to get some sleep.

The long night finally ended and the sun had risen high in the sky. Summer was already over and the fall leaves had started appearing. Although the sun was shining, drizzles of rain flashed for a moment which resulted in a strong smell of the soil which in turn woke Zeynep up. A morning free of worry and guilt greeted Zeynep in Halil's arms. The moment she opens her eyes, Zeynep is met with handsomeness so close to her. She stares at Halil's face and sees how his giant wrists supported his small face carelessly. Zeynep noticing that carefully removes the hand to prevent him from waking up with his hand aching. She takes a moment to digest the handsome on her husband, starting from his beard, eyes and even his hair. She uses her finger to secretly sketch his nose line, eyes and lips, then whispers, "Good morning... my love..." to Halil.

At last she woke up in his arms today. This was the normal life she had in mind, this simple life where she sleeps and wakes up in the arms of the love of her life. Zeynep never wished for any riches, fancy or a luxurious lifestyle. She was even ready to go live in the middle of nowhere provided it were with him. However, life surely had other plans for her and out of all, it chose for her to fall for the most complicated man on the planet. She gets off the bed walks over to get some water because the thirst was killing her. She pours herself a glass then proceeds to the window. She notices the familiar environment, familiar scents that smelled of love and the people she loved. She misses how she always watched the bird and her nest at the tree near their room. She misses seeing how the sun shined right into the window of her's and Halil's room.

She almost got emotional when she couldn't hear the echoes of laughters throughout the house. The warmth she felt when the house was filled with people. She also loved the sense of family they had and how everyone wished each other well. It's true that a lot has changed, the house feels somehow empty. Even though she's back, she still feels like a stranger in her own house. Furthermore, her relationship with Halil has also changed. She wondered what their relationship was now that they slept together just a week after the divorce. What will everyone say when they find this out? She gulped the water down with all sorts of thoughts coursing through her mind. Finally Halil wakes up, as he opens his eyes he notices Zeynep absent from their bed. He wonders if last night was just a dream and that Zeynep and him had not patched up yet. However, the moment he sit upright on the bed, he notices Zeynep standing at the window. Her body blocked some sunlight from getting through. She had a thin layer of outline highlighting her body shape despite the oversized t-shirt she had on.

Halil felt almost relieved seeing her stand in front of her. He looks at her and he can see her in deep thought. So he decides to approach her. Halil walks stealthily to her and slides his arms onto her waist pulling her in for a backhug. Zeynep jumps alarmed but then relaxes accepting the backhug.

"Good morning honey..." Halil greets. He places his neck tight onto Zeynep's neck making him bend down a distance.

"Good morning... Halil Ibrahim..." Zeynep responds.

"Did you sleep well last night?" Halil teases.

"Mhm-hm" Zeynep nods.

She sounds somehow formal with Halil Ibrahim and Halil can't help but notice her worry. They stay hugging in silence for a minute then Halil breaks the ice...

"What's bothering you this morning?" Halil asks as he turns her to face him, Zeynep looks at Halil with distraught eyes.

"Halil Ibrahim, what are we doing? If people find out-"

"Let them find out, we are two lovers reunited. Let's not worry about other people this time... hmm... Let's just worry about our love, ok..." Halil speaks clearly and firmly. His eyes looking firm as usual, this always gives Zeynep some assurance.

"I'm scared of our relationship. I'm scared people will separate us or we'll separate ourselves. Halil Ibrahim am scared..." Zeynep says in tears. She had buried her head deep in Halil's chest as if not wishing to detach anymore. Halil also holds her tightly and responds to her, " There's nothing to fear when your lover is Halil Ibrahim. I'll protect you and our love altogether, the only thing I ask in return is for you to always stay by my side."

Halil gives Zeynep a kiss on the forehead then entersthe bathroom, he takes approximately twenty minutes to wash up and get dressed. He puts on a black turtleneck sweater and a pair of black trousers. He also chooses a black shirt from one of his suits for Zeynep to change into then tells Zeynep that he'll be heading to the glass room. He walks out of his room gives Zeynep a quick look before closing the door behind him then heads straight to the glass room. There Oguz and the others are waiting for him with news. He walks in with Osman and Turan giving him weird looks. They both look curious but are too scared to ask the question, so they keep pushing Oguz and sending him signals to ask instead.

"Halil Ibrahim..." Turan calls.

"Yeah..." Halil answers while pouring himself a cup of tea. He then turns to face him as he waits to hear what Turan called him for.

"Umm... Is Zeynep ok?" Turan asks.

"She will be fine, a little shaken up but some rest will do her good." Halil answers.

"So is she back? Will she stay with us?" Osman jumps with a question.

"Well, I'm not letting her leave anytime soon..." Halil responds.

"Zeynep can't leave anyway, this is the safest place for her." Oguz adds.

"Yeah, it's dangerous outside..." Turan speaks.

"And that's also why I need you to speak to Sema and EdaNur... I found them harrasing her last night. Let's not let that repeat itself please." Halil warns.

"Are we supposed to just sit here and let her walk around guiltless?" Sema questions as both her and EdaNur enter the glass room.

"How do you know she isn't feeling guilty?" Halil Ibrahim asks with a change of tone. He absolutely despises the habit Sema and EdaNur picked up. Moreover, they are acting that way to Zeynep who happens to be the most pure out of everyone. She might have made this one mistake but she'll gladly spend all her life paying for it. Completely angered due to their behavior, Halil walks out of the glass room furious. Behind him, Oguz took the liberty to inform the guys of the events that happened to both Zeynep and Halil. He tells them of the explosion that took place earlier today and that Zeynep's life was on the line.

"It'd be best for you guys to support Zeynep than reprimand her and cause her more insecurities. Be careful not to be the reason Zeynep leaves this house because you won't like the Halil you encounter then." Oguz warned politely.

The girls were left dumb-founded with no response. They realized how unfair they've been to Zeynep. Turan and Osman almost shed tears from Oguz's words, it's obvious, Zeynep was a precious friend to them and still is. Despite her bad decisions, she still loves Halil Ibrahim and Halil Ibrahim loves her. Unfortunate their love story is, but they always managed to find happiness wherever they were. In the end, the five friends all swore to make Zeynep feel welcomed. That way, it'll lessen Halil's worries and feel relieved that Zeynep is in good hands.

Halil on the other hand, stops by the kitchen, Zeynep hasn't had breakfast yet. The hunger must have been killing her at this time so he grabs a plate make something simple for her then brings it to the room for Zeynep. He presumes she might not yet feel comfortable leaving the room just yet hence he could only bring breakfast to her. Plate is filled with vegetables,fruits, bread and a cup of tea. He climbs the stairs with his hands full so he has no option but to kick the door open with his foot. Zeynep has now become a bit jumpy, little things frighten her. Halil kicking the door open made Zeynep's heart beat faster from fear, she covered her ears and crouched down on the side of the bed. Halil entered the room noticing Zeynep absent.

He walked to the table and put down the plate containing food. He walked a few steps ahead and noticed Zeynep on the side of the bed. She was shaking and had buried her head between her hands. Her face was facing down and she kept pushing her body to the corner.

"Zeynep, are you ok?" Halil cautiously asks.

That's when she slowly raised her head to face him. Halil proceeded to her and gave her a tight hug, as if he was assuring her of safety. He then led her to the table where the food was so she could finally eat something. Zeynep began to calm down and in no time, she was back to her original state. After emptying the plate, Halil says to her.

"Zeynep, I'll go out for a few hours..."

"Where are you going?" Zeynep asks.

"I won't be long, I'll just go to the Leto house to grab a few clothes for you..."

"Let me go with you ..." Zeynep asks Halil.

"No need, you just make sure you rest ok..." Halil responds.

"Don't leave me here... let me come with you..." Zeynep pleads.

"I know, the girls haven't been treating you with the best behavior but I already warned them. They won't do it again, so just stay here, if you feel fine, you can go outside for some fresh air. I will be back before you know it, ok?" Halil assures.

Zeynep watches as Halil gets on his car and finally drives off. She goes back to the bed and seats down. Meanwhile, Halil drives to the Leto house. He notices several men at the gate, they looked at his car strangely as one of them sends the other into the house. He finds their actions suspicious but still decides to inquire.

"Who are you?" One of the guards asks Halil when he approached them.

"Halil Ibrahim..." Halil answers.

"What business do you have here?" The guard asks again.

"My wife left her clothes here so I came to get them..." Halil replies.

"Wait here..." The guard says then grabs his phones walks a few steps away then makes a phone call. Halil hears him asking if he was to allow Halil into the premises.

"Halil Ibrahim is not to be allowed in... If he forces entry, you are allowed to shoot him dead." The guards conveys what was said on the phone. " I suggest you leave before things get ugly..."

The guards stand in a formation ready to take Halil Ibrahim on. Of course they were all new and had no idea who they threw threats at. They all carried guns and were starting to load them in case Halil did anything out of the ordinary. They all looked at him with piercing eyes and we're ready to fight him. However, Halil had no intention of causing a fight at that moment. He only wished to grab Zeynep's clothes and if he was not allowed entrance from the front door, there were always other options.

He hops back into his car pretending to head back, instead, he drives just a few miles further and parks his car ready to break into the Leto house. He goes through the forest behind the house and eventually reaches the Leto house compound. More guards have been stationed throughout the house though this doesn't stop him. He crosses the fence and camouflages himself with the trees avoiding getting noticed. He's obviously used to doing this, several had he broken into the house while Zeynep was living there. They both met secretly and apart from Zeynep no one has any idea how he usually enters or exits.

Through the window, Halil Ibrahim makes his way into Zeynep's room. He looks through the room before landing then tiptoes to the door to check if anyone was approaching. Seeing that the coast is clear, he makes his way into Zeynep's closet. He opens it and picks a few outfits then places them on Zeynep's bed. He then walks back to grab a suitcase or the like for the clothes. As he was going through the closet he notices a box labeled with their code 'two-four-four-two'. The box looked rather old and felt quite heavy when he carried it out. Curious as to what was inside, Halil Ibrahim decided to open it. He wondered if it contained something precious which he could bring to Zeynep.

The moment he opens it, he sees his photograph, as expected. This brings a smile on his face, he looks at it once more then proceeds to the next picture. It's a picture of the both of them, he looks at it and a few questions pop up on his mind. However, he ignores them and moves to the next picture. This time, it's Zeynep's photo as she exits Davut's eatery which is extremely weird. He vividly remembers that particular day, he had invited Zeynep there. They were broken up and he wished to ask her a few things however, things didn't turn out well and Zeynep had to exit first. What's more weird is, who would photograph Zeynep at such a position? When he flips it over there were words written on it and they said, 'Hello Zeynep, I can't believe we finally meet again.'

Halil Ibrahim is appalled by this, in his mind replayed several questions like how did he not know? Who sent this? He takes the second photo, a photo of the both of them and flips it over. This time the words written were, 'I prefer you alone...' He puts the second photo down and flips the last photo. This is a photo of him only and the words written behind almost makes him shout out in anguish. He stands up quickly and starts scratching his head, he paces across the room thinking and thinking even more to no avail. Suddenly he stops then takes another look at them, he takes the three pictures places them side by side on the written side. Carefully looking at them, he notices the handwriting matching in all the photos. Halil kept wondering when Zeynep started getting such photos. Was that the reason she couldn't come back to him? Such a thought wouldn't leave his mind, moreover, whatever was written on the third photo especially bugged him.

He quickly grabs everything including the box, jumps over the window and stealthily hops into his cars heading towards Zeynep. As he drives back home his gaze wouldn't leave the three photos, he stares and ponders but he gets no valid answers. Besides, why would Zeynep hide such a thing from him anyways? Did she think she'd be able to take care of it by herself? What if the man threatening her was the one that kidnapped her?