
" Sweet Where are you going? Why are you ready in the morning?" Aslan hugged his wife from behind smelling the scent of his wife's body that had always been his tranquilizer.
" I haven't said anything to you! Kemal's not well he's sick and it's because of the cake I made, so yesterday I took care of him in his apartment and Mama called me to deliver food to Kemal because Mama had business to arrive.." Cevdav explained to the husband while Aslan just silently heard it.
" Dear why are you silent? Can I drop off some food for Kemal today?" She turned to look at her husband.
Aslan smiled even though she knew this might just be a plan from her in-laws but she also could not say carelessly what she was currently thinking.
" It's a shame I didn't forbid you to meet Kemal but you shouldn't have told Mama's maid to drive him!" Cevdav immediately frowned hearing what her husband said.
" Why?" He needs a good reason.
" There really isn't a good reason just that I don't want any sloping news about you two…" Aslan gave the reason he certainly could not say that this was a plan from his father-in-law to bring the wife closer to his former fiancee.
" Who's gonna make the news slant, honey? No one would make a sloping story about me and Kemal." Cevdav laughed at her husband who had such thoughts.
" It's a shame we never know the way people think that seeing the closeness of the two of you, let alone you're ever engaged."
" Dear what are you afraid of? Kemal and I couldn't have had a relationship behind you, had you forgotten that he let us get married and let go of me for wanting to see me happy with you, so please don't think that's not about the two of us."
How can I say that your family wants to bring you guys closer together and slowly get rid of me. Maybe Kemal can't take you from me but I'm not sure about your destiny.
" Dear."
" Well go and remember the heart of the heart, if anything immediately tell me hem!" There was no other way but Aslan to allow his wife to leave.
He was still confused at putting words together to tell his wife that his family had plans to separate them both. He couldn't have told Cevdav straight away because he didn't want any misunderstandings that would get their relationship into a fight.
" All right, I'll go first! I'll come to the store later." Aslan nodded.
They hugged each other before Cevdav actually went to meet Kemal, a man who once had the status of a former fiancee of his wife. He could only stare at the departure of the wife who was being picked up a luxury car from her family.
" Aslan where did Cevdav go?"
" He met Mr. Kemal!" Aslan told her everything that had happened to her mother, and she also said that the man was currently sick from eating cake from his wife. The mother was surprised to hear what her son said.
" Why is your face like that? Cevdav just wants to feel guilty for Mr. Kemal don't think too much of it!"
" Maybe Cevdav or Mr. Kemal can't play behind Aslan Bu, but I'm not sure about their families. I feel like something's gonna happen after this, but I don't know what either"
" Your feeling is I'm Aslan, you better trust your wife because I'm sure Cevdav can't betray you."
Maybe you don't know how the Cevdav family hates me so much, and wants us to separate. But what do I have to do now? If I was being honest with Mom I'm sure Mom would have told Cevdav but if I told you my chest felt tight thinking about this.
" Come on, get ready and come to the tavern immediately." Aslan simply nodded.
He walked into his room again thinking of a way to tell his wife. His mind and heart are not in line. His heart thought of a wife who would be alone with another man.
***
" Siev! Why did you come so early?" He asked a question.
" Mama wants you to eat a healthy breakfast so you'll get well soon but where are you going now?"
" Good Mama! Why did he tell you to come here, I can eat at Mama's house later.." She's really hard to forget about this woman if she has to meet every day.
Yesterday's events alone made him vacillate in his feelings of love that are difficult to forget, especially if every day he had to meet again with a woman who was loved so much.
" It's okay Kemal, Mama just wants to make amends for her daughter who makes you sick.." Kemal just scratched her head that does not itch. " You haven't had breakfast yet, have you? Let's eat first." Cevdav pushes Kemal's body back into his apartment.
Cevdav immediately stepped into the kitchen and prepared breakfast for his friend. Kemal picked up his phone dialing his assistant's current phone number.
" Erik dropped out of the meeting this morning in two or three hours!"
" But the boss"
" Upd two and three hours away!" His orders firmly.
" You want this to be heated up first or what." he cried.
Miss Cevdav.
" Good boss.." Erik immediately agreed to what his boss said he was smiling on the other end of the phone.
Kemal immediately disconnected the call quickly, he walked towards the kitchen with him looking at Cevdav from a distance.
If every day I could see a scene like this Cev, if every day you really prepared breakfast for me. I'm gonna find this really fun and happy.
Without Kemal realizing he smiled imagining that every day they were both with their respective tasks.
" Dear you had breakfast? I prepared breakfast for you." Shouted Cevdav.
" I'll be down in a minute!" Kemal also shouted above.
" I'm sorry if it's not as good as the food outside."
" It's okay, honey, if you cook full of love, everything will taste good."
" You fucking woo."
" I love you so I accept whatever you have, even if you can't cook."
" Kemal why are you staying there let's eat!" Cevdav's screaming voice spread a daydream that was so beautiful for Kemal.
Kemal laughed softly with her who shook her head then walked towards the kitchen where Cevdav had prepared everything for his breakfast.
If what I imagined was the real thing, maybe I was the happiest man in the world. But unfortunately this woman is not mine, she belongs to another man. Remember Kemal she's the wife of people, love does not have to have love must sacrifice by seeing the woman you love happy you will be happy.