My Uncle's Back
Baba And Kiz
this spring is also the most beautiful for Amca.
Then Issabel's gaze turned toward Iscender.
The man was still daydreaming with all his thoughts about the memory of a
reminiscences. As hard as he thought, he still did not find it. Memories
it may never exist, or he's just trying to build
memories themselves. I don't know.
“How about Amca Iskender?”
“N-ne?”
“this most beautiful spring is also not?”
“Eum, of course.”
Short answer. Doesn't explain anything. Just make sure that the three of them have a spring with the same flavor this year.
Issabel took to the sky. He remembered that his friend in Konya had told him that Baba and Anne were up there. Watching it, seeing it. Issabel wants to introduce Amca Adem
dam Amca Isskender on them.
SABIL BANA, ISSABEL !!!
Cumartesi
(saturday).
Sevgi was convinced that he had not misheard. There was really a female voice.
He was deeply troubled by Iskender's strange demeanor. This is the first time a man
he ignored her for more than a day. He can't wait to
knowing the truth directly.
Su an (Now) at 7 (yedi)
axam.....
Issabel is drawing in a new drawing book of gifts from Adem. His stationery too
the gift from Amca. While Iskender was busy watching drama series on television.
Suddenly someone knocked on the door. Iskender must rise
from his comfortable position.
“Canim.”
Sevgi immediately grabbed the man's body when he saw it.
“Se-sevgi.” Iscender is difficult to breathe
Sevgi took off his embrace.
“Oo, I miss you.”
Iskender does look flat as usual. Issabel watches them.
“Amca Iskender.”
Sevgi's eyes immediately caught the figure of the little girl. She's shocked.
Iskender led Sevgi to sit quietly on the sofa. With Issabel in front of them. The atmosphere became not peaceful. Sevgi is like sitting on a hot chair inside a
the trial.
“How long?”
“Iki hafta (two weeks).”
“When Ziyadh and Beelah pick him up?.”
“Geleck hafta (next week).”
“And that means he's been here one week with you. You didn't tell me?”
“You didn't ask.”
“Hah?”
Sevgi snorted in annoyance.
“Go home! I'll go to your house later.”
“Zaman (when)? After the kid left? Glec hafta, next week again?”
“Sevgi.”
“Ne? She is still a child, she will not understand the adult talk.”
Sevgi has started to bleed. He could not accept Iskender hiding Issabel from him. Something was wrong that might have kept Iskender from telling him about Issabel's presence.
Iskender pulls Sevgi's hand, taking him away from Issabel
“He can hear, he can catch what you say. Don't make him feel uncomfortable with you.”
“I'm not comfortable with him. He's a problem for me now.”
They quarrel. Issabel simply lowered her head while holding the image. A picture of a woman with two men. Baba and Anne, and Amca. One of them
Ziyadh, Iskender and Adem.
“What's your problem?”
“You snapped at me.”
“I'm not yelling at you, Sevgi!”
“But you scolded me because of that kid.”
“Issabel name.”
“We can't go tonight. I'll call you later. Go home now!”
Issabel hugged her picture book. His face was gloomy, his eyes glazed with glass. He became unkind to the woman called Sevgi. But he also disliked Sevgi's stance against his presence. But he was happy Amca Iskender defended him. It turns out Amca took great care of him.
Without giving a word of cover, Sevgi leaves. Iskender rubbed his face with both hands. He knew he was wrong with the girl. He had already replied 'could' that time when Sevgi asked them to walk tonight this week.
If Sevgi had been able to be more polite to Issabel, or a little friendly to her, Iskender would not have upset her. And maybe they can walk all three now.
