10. GONE

I opened the white medicine box. My hand took a small ointment and opened the lid. I squeezed it gently and then the ointment came out. "I'll put this ointment around your eyes. Don't worry, okay?" I said seriously. I brought my finger to Jihan's cheek. "Honestly, I've never used such drugs. If it hurts I just compress it with cold water," Jihan said then winced in pain as I rubbed the ointment around his eyes. "This will heal faster," I said, looking at Jihan's brown eyes, which were so beautiful. Her eyelids are also very well formed beautifully. I don't know why I'm fixated on the beauty of her face. "Don't be a statue!" exclaimed Jihan firmly. Surprised me. "Well, it's over for around the eyes. Now the corners of your lips," I said and took another medicine with brown contents. Again I dab a little of the drug on the tip of Jihan's lips. "Did you often get this kind of harsh treatment by your father?" I asked carefully. I saw Jihan grimacing while touching his own wound. "Yeah I'm used to getting things like this," said Jihan. "I'm going to report your father to the police. I've taken photos of everything I've seen since I was in the building. Your father will definitely be jailed," I said firmly. "You don't have to do that Aslan," Jihan shouted, surprising me. "Huh? Why is that?" "If my father was in prison. He must be very frustrated and suffering. Poor him. He'd better be happy with his life," said Jihan with a sad face. I know he really loves his father very much. But he only gets rough treatment from his father. Even the father sold himself. Very tragic. "Then I'll just obey you. I won't report your father to the police. Actually, I really want to report your father to the police. But never mind," I said smiling resignedly. "Actually, today I have ordered a train ticket. But it failed because I was caught by my father and dragged into the building. If I wasn't in this city, my father certainly wouldn't be able to catch me again. The plan is that I want to go out of town," said Jihan. hopefully. "Are you sure if you go out of town your father won't find you?" I asked wanting to know more. "Yeah I think so. Because my dad would be lazy to look for me if I was out of town. Besides, he wouldn't have enough money anyway.

Where do you want to go?" I asked curiously which city he was going to. "Anywhere as long as it's far from my father," replied Jihan throwing a glance at the window. "Okay then you eat a sandwich huh? I made it for you," I said as I handed him two sandwiches filled with cheese, meat and vegetables. "That's a lot of contents. You give me two more," said Jihan looking at the plate now in his hand. "Yeah so you're full," I said with a smile. Jihan ate the sandwich voraciously. I glanced at him smiling at him. He also smiled even though his mouth was still full of food. "Who are you here with?" Jihan asked while chewing his food. "Only my mother and two help here. There is a gardener and a maid to cook," Jihan looked around my room. He saw a picture of me and my father. "What about your father?" Jihan asked curiously. "My father died when I was little," I replied, looking down at my father. "Oh I see. I'm sorry," said Jihan gently. "It's okay," I exclaimed. "I feel uncomfortable with your mother. I mean I really don't like your mother. I don't think your mother likes me," Jihan said looking down. "Hey! No-no. Don't think like that. My mother saw you for the first time so it might be a bit strange. But if you already know my mother. You will be surprised because she is very affectionate," I explained trying to make Jihan feel okay. "Oh, I see?" Jihan asked doubtfully. "Yeah, I'm not lying. Then you eat the sandwich until it's finished. When it's finished you can rest. I'll go out for a while," I said and Jihan smiled sweetly. I closed the bedroom door tightly. I hope Jihan gets enough rest. *** After an hour I left the house to buy some food and women's clothes for Jihan. I returned to my room to see how Jihan was. I knocked softly on the door. Who knows he's resting. But when there is no answer in my room. I slowly opened my bedroom door. Hope he is sleeping well. I saw that there was no one on the bed. The plate that used to contain the sandwich was clean. The milk in the glass is also empty. I opened the toilet door and no one was there. "Mom, where's Jihan?" I asked as I descended the stairs. I don't feel very good. I'm sure something is wrong.

"He said goodbye to leave this house," replied the mother who was reading a fashion magazine. "Goodbye? No way," I shouted angrily. I sat on the sofa to be closer to my mother. "You must have kicked Jihan out, right, Mom?" I said seriously looking at mom. Now mom looks at my face. He looked at me lazily. "Just met that woman. You dare to accuse mother," my mother exclaimed with disapproval. "It's not like that, Mom. Mom herself said that you didn't like Jihan to stay in this house for too long. You could have kicked him out subtly," I said, sticking to my guess. "No Aslan, he's the one who said goodbye to mother," Mother left after saying those words. He is angry with me. I kicked the table violently. I'm really annoyed with my mother's attitude. I stood up and headed straight for my car. When I got in the car I thought hard. I have to find out where Jihan is. The phone number is not active. Has he left this town yet? Oh my god my heart is beating fast. I am very scared. I can't live without Jihan. I'm afraid to lose Jihan. Oh God please give me hope to meet Jihan. "Okay, fine. I'll try to find Jihan in the park and lake who knows he's there," I said confidently. My foot immediately stepped on the gas car. I tried to speed up my car. I really want to meet that sweet face. My mind is so messed up. How could Jihan just disappear? If he wants to go why not tell me first. He didn't even say goodbye to me. If it's like this I hate him. But I also love that girl. For some reason I feel like a part of my soul is missing. Love does make me like this. Where has my love gone? Why did you disappear without a trace. I'm so frustrated that I can't see your sweet face.