Chapter 14 / Part 3

Melek

"Generally speaking, for the kind of blows she received, she's doing well." Says the doctor, a somewhat young man for a doctor. After palpating the wounds, and performing an echo to detect internal bleeding. "There are no broken ribs, no internal bleeding, only the bruises remained."

"That's good news, how nice." Habbab celebrates, looking relieved. I guess he doesn't want to carry with him the burden of having murdered me through Çakir's wrath, although it was a close call. However, just because he brought a doctor just now, doesn't mean it's all forgotten. It is because of him that I almost died at the hands of my grandfather.

"There is only one problem left, the dislocated shoulder, it's actually good news that it's not broken."

"It's not broken, but say dislocated, how wonderful." I venture sarcastically.

"I can treat it right here, I wouldn't have to go to a hospital, which is what we're avoiding, right?" He's kind, but that doesn't mean I like him, he's complicit Habba