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He headed towards the steps and as he passed to the terrace where the restaurant was, he couldn't help but look back at the woman. A few seconds of inattention almost landed on 7 coming from the opposite direction and one of them was going to cause them to collide. The man automatically mumbled and apologized. The other man didn't respond. He walked right past him. His eyes were focused on something ahead. He had taken 12 steps when suddenly alarm bells rang in his head. This was just an instinct. A soldier's extraordinary intuition. This was related to the eyes of the man who had just passed by me. He had witnessed this deadly calmness in the eyes of a Kurd before. While leaving a nightclub called Popular, the two of them had briefly locked eyes. This was a nightclub that American soldiers loved very much. Even now, years have passed and the chill he felt while looking into the man's eyes still reminded him. 2 minutes later, everyone standing on the street waiting for their friends, a bomb had brought down the building. The regime supporters had done it. Okay, there were 17 Americans. The regime had announced that it was not responsible for the bomb. Later, the Iraqi-Syrian Islamic Front claimed responsibility for this terrorist attack. For now, the only thing he could do was look around and see his stance with a sense of space. she watched him move as if he was trying to locate what he was looking for he moved towards the terrace only 2 tables were full let's say one of them had tourists since Ayşe stopped at the edge of the terrace and stretched herself reflexively and took a few more steps before her eyes could see the danger the sea had reacted something in the man's hand went crazy an object that reflected the sunset being dug today only then did she logically realize that the warning her instincts were about to come true

Ayşe!

Ayşe, be careful! he shouted then he threw himself towards the killer with the man's scream, the menu on the product and he turned in surprise, he saw that it was the crazy one who was shouting, he could not stand up while he was thrown towards the door of the cocktail lounge, he could not stand up on the chairs around him, what was this crazy person's problem, he watched with incredible eyes as he quickly walked to a waiter and opened it on a well-dressed man, 2 bodies collided with each other, at the same time something whistled in the air, it was light, he felt an unexpected pain in his arm, while the 2 men fell to the ground right next to her feet, Ayse staggered to her feet, the tourists at the next table had also jumped out of their chairs, they were pointing with their hands and shouting, the bodies on the ground rolled, the tables overturned, the sugar bowls hit the stone floor and shattered, Ayse was not in great surprise, what was happening, why was this idiot fighting with a businessman, both men staggered to their feet, the Kurd kicked from a height, the sole of his foot landed directly on the other man's stomach, the Arab, on the other hand, leaned his back against the terrace wall to avoid falling when he curled up, the Kurd disappeared, he was wearing clothes that were now considered official uniforms, the tourists were quite hairy Luck to Ayşe, she advanced with difficulty among the scattered pieces of broken glass, she came to the man and crouched down, a swelling the size of a tennis ball had appeared on the man's cheek, the blood flowing from his torn lip was terrible, I'm fine, you shouted, the man touched my cheek and winced, I've looked worse than this in days, Ayşe, we looked at the buildings scattered around, look at this chaos, I hope you have a good explanation for all this, what are you doing, she shouted, the man suddenly grabbed her by the arm, my arm is bleeding, what, and she noticed that there was a terrible red on the sleeve of her dress, she understood from the paving stones, we received her reaction and her head turned and shook, she immediately collapsed next to the man, she felt her head leaning towards her knees from behind her soft waist, she heard that it was seen and opened with your dress, she examined each of her delicate quarter arms, the man muttered, calm down, it's not a bad wound, it takes a few trips, that's all, just breathe slowly, over many things, Ayşe said, but as soon as she raised her head, the whole terrace seemed to start swimming around her, the people gathered around her, creating a wavy landscape, the tourists were constantly talking, shaking their heads, the army, the waiters, their mouths The man watched with horror in his eyes, turn it up to 10, he was looking at her with worried eyes. Even though she was dazed, Ayşe realized that my eyes were warm and balanced. An impeccable suit and a frightened expression. A gentleman to your ordinary master. The hotel manager had also appeared next to them. The waiters pointed at the man accusingly. The manager was shaking his head non-stop while trying to understand the extent of the damage to the furniture. This is a terrible situation. He muttered. This kind of behavior is absolutely intolerable. It will not happen on my side. You are guests. It has been days since the waiters came. Call the police. I want this man arrested. You must all be blind. Did none of you see that man wanted to kill this woman? He groped for a knife among the broken plates and dishes and found it. He raised the deadly weapon in the air and said, "It doesn't look like an ordinary piece of cutlery."