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RACE

They went into the car after the have their lunch and in 40 minutes they were in the place they have to be. There was an adult man waiting for them. He welcomed them and asked for tea. They denied. He gives some instructions to Sahin about the area and the rules while pointing to the backside of the Little place seems like House.

It was a horse farm house, a rural facility of breeding, raising and caring for horses and for other dairy animals. There were typically stables or barns where all the horses were housed, pastures or paddocks for grazing and riding arenas for training. There were amenities like grooming areas, tack rooms and veterinary facilities. There was a spacious field for riding horses for those who were good at riding them but not for the beginner's. Some of the beautiful trained horse were grazing pastures, owner ensuring proper nutritions for them. They went in and started viewing the horses.

"First I decided for Büyükçekmece Horse Club but it was closed today so it was not possible to go there then I looked for other one and I found Gurman Binicilik Spor Kulubu, it will be opened till 7 pm. It was tough to have reservations for you both with no one around", he was telling how he struggled.

He got reservation just for those three. He knows if there will be people neither Hadia nor Noor will be uncomfortable and couldn't enjoy. It was one of his friend's father farm so it becomes little easy.

Noor and Hadia was happy as it was one of the favorite thing they does together.

They went to the horses, Noor went to shiny white horse and Hadia to a jet black horse. They were rubbing their nose bone and hugging like meeting their friends after ling. The had been their a long ago when they rode on these horses a lot that day.

"Hey! you get more fluffy." Noor said.

Şahin ran to a beautiful brown color horse and hugged it.

"How beautiful!!!", he exclaimed.

"Thunderstruck! I missed you", he scoffed in his neck. Noor say him with a frown. "Snowflake I missed you more than anyone else can missed their horse. You're getting more fluffy."

She said this just to tell her horse how she missed it.. if you know then You know. Lol!

"Hey! You", he pointed a finger towards Noor.

"Me???", she pretended in innocence.

"Yes you! Why are you cheating me?"

"What!!! Am I cheating you? Seriously! Is it possible? Hadia look he says I'm cheating him", she said dramatically to Hadia. Hadia saw Şahin then to Noor, she laughed hesitantly.

"Yes you are... I said I missed you then you said the same ", he knows she'll never justify anything.

"Oh rea....", she was on the way to start another fight when Hadia said, "stop it!!! Could you both be friends for a day?"

"No", both said immediately.

"keep doing",she said it.

"I am not fighting, he is fighting", Noor defended herself.

"I'm not , she's fighting", he said in the same way.

"Yeah I remember, I have been fighting, yes?", she said and laughed to let them understand it.

Sahin knows much about both but there were still something's he didn't know. That they both were better than. They three sat on the horses and went into the fields. Hadia went away from the all the chaos, far away from their voices. She knows they won't stop.

In the cadence of hoofbeats, Sahin and Noor galloped alongside each other, each convinced of their superior equestrian skills.

"Thunderstruck!!!", he uttered gravely and hit the horse while riding to cross Noor.

"You call that a canter? I could ride better it in sleep!", Noor proclaimed.

"Oh realllllyyy!!!, you move your horse like a slow mo film. I've seen snails with more speed." He said while smirking.

Noor rolled her eyes and replied, "At least my horse doesn't have a name like 'Thunderstruck' as if it's auditioning for a heavy metal rock band.

Everytime Sahin forget that the person he is talking is Noor not Hadia who would not fight back.

"Thunderstruck is majestic, unlike your 'Fluffy.' What kind of name is that for a horse?", he said in defense.

"First of all it's name is not fluffy it's 'Snowflake', fluffy isn't the name and your so called Thunderstruck seems more terrified of a puddle than an actual thunderstorm", she mockingly smiled at him.

"Fluffy's more likely to fall asleep mid-gallop than face a real challenge", he scoffed.

"It's not fluffy!", she got irritated.

"Whatever it is but it's not better than mine", he praised his horse.

As they continued their banter, their horses mirrored the chaotic conversation with playful kicks and head tosses, adding an extra layer of disorder to their riding duel.

"You know, Thunderstruck's trot is so bumpy, I thought I was on a carnival ride. Maybe he needs shock absorbers." It was Noor's turn to smirk at him.

"Snowflake's trot is more like a gentle sway, perfect for someone who needs a lullaby on horseback." He uttered pretending her words doesn't bothered him.

"I bet Thunderstruck dreams of being as graceful as snowflake while he's busy tripping over his own hooves." she again mocked up.

"Snowflake's grace is more like a ballet for beginners – clumsy and awkward. Thunderstruck, on the other hand, moves with the elegance." Now he laughed at his own words which irritated Noor but it was Noor who knows how to go with a flow. She knows how she can win from Sahin.

"Just like your name 'Sahin' you gives him a Grail name so everyone feared about him too", she concluded.

"It's not my name, it what people call me with or else the word they gave me because of my work. And also it's my father's given name, here some people mostly call me Sahin and this way everyone recognize me as Sahin rather than my First name but in Pakistan....", he was explaining when she cut him and said.

"Yeah! I can understand. You have a keen eye's maybe that's why frustrated people gives you this name 'Sahin' (means Falcon)"

"Will you not ask my name?", he questioned with a hope she will also ask about him.

"No, I'm not interested in you, your horse or in your name", she carelessly. It was a whole heart disappointment for him to bear. He wasn't expecting this. Hadia said right that she won't get friendly with him at any cost, he something admit it.

Their horses, caught in the middle of this verbal joust, seemed to exchange disgruntled glances as if sharing their exasperation with the riders' relentless banter. The sun dipped low on the horizon, casting long shadows on the dusty trail, yet the competitive conversation between Sahin and Noor showed no signs of slowing down. She moved back and let them fight.

Hadia was far away from them riding with freedom and peace she doesn't cares at that hour whether they'll be fighting or not. But the her sixth sense gives her a warning to have a look at them. She turned back and saw both of them riding and again fighting in silly things, she can't stop them their entire life. Both were a equestrian opponents.

"You are not going to win from me", she says, tossing the first card.

"It's a nice joke", he never knew Noor skills.

"Supposedly, it's a challenging one", she said.

"Challenging, you say? Finally, a trail Thunderstruck can conquer without getting spooked by his own shadow." He said with a visible grin.

"I dare you to race me through it. Loser buys dinner." She said playfully as she was determined to win.

"Prepare to pay up then, because Thunderstruck and I are unstoppable." He was also determined.

As the conversation shifted to the so called friendly challenge, the competitive spirit remained intact, albeit directed toward a new and exciting adventure on horseback.

"Maybe, Thunderstruck will mistake a tree for a mirage and give up halfway through. Snowflake, on the other hand, has a keen sense of direction", it was Noor who said it.

"Snowflake directional skills must be on par with your taste in horse names. Maybe I'll lend you a compass for the trail."

"A compass won't help you outride me. Thunderstruck might need a map, though, in case he gets lost in his own mane." Noor said grinning at him again.

"Snowflake's luxurious mane is part of his charm. Thunderstruck's mane is more like a tangled mystery novel." He chuckled.

Their banter continued, weaving humor into the competitive air between them. As they playfully exchanged jabs, the anticipation for the upcoming trail adventure grew, promising an entertaining and spirited ride.

The starting line was a mess of jumbled hooves and flying dirt as Noor and Sahin spurred their horses into a chaotic sprint. Dust clouds billowed behind them, obscuring the trail as they thundered forward. Hadia didn't minded anything, she knows who's gonna win.

Noor, shouting over the rush of wind,

"Attan düşebilirsin, ama gözlerimden düşme., AHİL BEY!"

(You may fall from the horse, but don't fall from my sight, Mister Ahil)

"Not today, LAVENDER! Thunderstruck, show them what you're made of!", After saying his words he realized she said something.... AHİL BEY!!! What? she just said it, why this triggered me? does she knows everything? But how? She won't!!! All the thoughts submerged in his mind, her words were weird one's and in this he forget to hit the horse and with the relaxation given to the horse he slow downs thinking the trail is finished. He was seeing' a figure going away with every single passing second, a girl in purple gaon riding her shiny white horse which was given a name 'Snowflake'.

The horses raced neck-and-neck before Snowflake rider throws her last card, their thunderous hoofbeats blending into a symphony of chaos. Twists and turns added to the pandemonium's.

In a moment of unexpected brilliance, the female lead skillfully employed a gentle tap on the horse's flank, using a combination of subtle cues and a nuanced understanding of her mount's responsiveness. With a bond forged through countless rides, the horse instantly comprehended its rider's intent.

As they neared the finish line, the female lead, driven by a competitive spirit and a desire for a dramatic flourish, executed a precise maneuver. She delicately nudged the horse's side, guiding it with finesse rather than force. The horse, attuned to the subtle communication, willingly accelerated without deviating from the predetermined path.

Together, they surged forward, their connection transcending the physical. The horse, inspired by its rider's determination, stretched its powerful limbs, covering the remaining distance with a newfound vigor. The spectators, initially puzzled by the unorthodox strategy, erupted into cheers as the duo crossed the finish line in perfect harmony, a testament to the remarkable synergy between horse and rider.

Noor's Snowflake surged ahead, leaving Sahin and Thunderstruck in the dust. As they crossed the finish line, Noor grinned victoriously.

Noor, the trimputant, exclaimed, "Looks like dinner's on you, Bey!"

He gives in and laughs to cover up something on her face "Okay, okay. But Thunderstruck and I weren't warmed up yet. Next time, we'll leave yourself in our trail of glory."

As they caught their breath, the horses snorted and shook off the intensity of the race, seemingly content to have played their part in this chaotic yet exhilarating competition.

If she was NOOR then He was also AHİL urf SAHİN who had the blood of PAKHTUN's.

Living in another world requires a different name, especially when the mission should be kept secret.

It's famous that the Revenge of PAKHTUN's AND KHAN's are the worst revenge's ever taken and when it came on avenge, We are witnesses that there is no one left and no one found again after there blood boiled once.