He's Back...

At around 14 O'clock, the airlines arrived Paris. Everyone had already left the plane except Murad. He was sleeping peacefully sitting on his seat.

The air hostage came near him and tried to wake him up by saying,

"Sir, we have arrived Paris. Please, wake up, sir."

Murad did not open his eyes but he spoke out,

"What time is it?"

"It's 14 O'clock, sir", the air hostage responded. Hearing this, Murad yawned and then opened his eyes only to see the air hostage. She was the air hostage whose information was given to herself by Murad a few hours ago. He got up from the seat and was almost about to walk away when abruptly the air hostage asked him,

" How did you know so much about me?"

Silence took over the place. Murad did not turn around, still back facing her, still quiet.

Seeing him like that, she asked him again with shaky voice,

"Who are you?"

Murad was still silent. But he took a glance at her over his shoulder. Finally he decided to speak.

"I'm Murad."

"Lie!"- the air hostage exclaimed on his face which muted him for awhile before he started again,

" I don't know you, miss".

"It's all a lie!"- the air hostage stepped forward, towards Murad. " It can't possibly be just a coincidence. Tell me who you are!"

Murad closed his eyes and sighed deeply.

"No matter how many times you ask me, I'll keep saying that my name is Murad and I'm an investigator who has a lot of works to do and am getting late. So, please excuse me, miss".

He stepped forward.

" Don't move!" - she exclaimed again.

Murad stopped in his track. She took one step closer to him and examined his face very carefully. Her hands were trembling, still she raised her hand and touched his jaw gently. Murad slowly closed his eyes, even though he did not moan or smiled at this warm touch, he was longing for it. He felt the touch with all his heart.

The air hostage was staring at him. Tears began to roll down her cheeks. Her mouth quavered when she spoke,

"You can lie to yourself but you can't do the same to me."

Saying this, she burst into tears.

Murad took her hand and pecked on the palm of her hand. In shaky voice, she spoke again,

"I know you."

Suddenly something popped up in Murad's mind and he let go of her hand. It was as if in a blink of eyes, he changed into a person who is not at all bothered at whatever happened.

"But I don't know you", he spoke. The air hostage was astonished to hear him.

" You're probably mistaken, lady."

She nodded her head in 'No'. Her mouth quavered again. Tears welled up in her eyes.

"Now, will you excuse me, please?"- saying this he just walked away. The air hostage covered her face and sat down on the seat Murad was sitting on. She continued to cry.

" You're back again."

She whispered. Loud sobs were escaping her mouth.

"I knew you'd come back."

She quickly grabbed her handbag, opened the zip and picked up her cell phone. Then she wiped off her tears using both her hands and turned the cell phone on and as soon as it turned on, a picture of her along with Murad showed up on the screen. Seeing the wallpaper, she started to sob again.

She nodded her head and said,

"I knew it. It was you. I knew you'd come back again... I knew you'd come back to me..."

To be continued...