My Uncle's Back

My Uncle's Back
Hoscakalim [Until Meet]



Kirilan kalp olunca kolay


Can the heart that was broken be easy fixed?


Hice saydigin asksazaten su goturmuyor


Water won’t bring away the love that you don’t value


Yapboza bbenzedi halim ommuyo


I’m like a scattered puzzle


En basa don deseler tekrar yanilir miyim?


If I were to start again, would I have made a mistake again?


Yan yana gelmek?


Come to lose again?


Where's asla brasir miyim?


Why would I ever get near you?


Yik ozur dile cikgel


You hurt, you ask for forgiveness, come and leave


Olmuyar...


It doesn’t work likethat


Yasadim en guzeli di be de vurdum


I’ve been through the best, and I’ve hit the bottom


Bozmadim hic kendimi


I didn’t scatter myself


Yuregim tozlu olan o yallon gecti


My heart went along that dusty roads


Bastan dibe vurmussan


If you hit the bottom from the very beginning


Bi de kirilmissan


And if you’re broken at that


Hatali kim diye sorma o sensen eger


Don’t ask who’s at fault, If it’s you


     The lyrics of the Yapboz song or puzzle were sung by 34-year-old singer, Emre Kaya. Owner of the real name Gulkaya who was born in Ankara and was awarded Best Pop Male Artist of the year at the 2015 OKUSEV Award.


        The song accompanied Iskender's footsteps walking towards the room. In front of the door is seen


a man – age with a little sadist about 6 years old standing in wait. homesick to fellow students during college is now turned into upset mixed with pity.However he can not show it now.


“Groped,coccuk!”


                    “Nerelisin?(where are you from?”


                    “Oo tamam (okay). It's Issabel.”


Iskender gave the friendliest smile he ever had. Issabel replied with a casual look.


“Issables. Let's say hello to Amca Iskender.” Ziyadh commanding


“Please, nasilsiniz?”


The thin black haired little girl who had dimples on her right cheek was a little embarrassed.


          “Iyyim (my good news )”


          “Sen cok guzelsin (you are very beautiful).”


“Tesekkkur ederim, Amca (thanks, uncle).”


Ziyadh is delighted to see Issabel and Iskender meet for the first time.


Issabel's a no-fuss, submissive and very smart kid. Ziyadh is sure he will fit in


with his friend, a 30-year-old businessman who is the heir to a hotel with views of Yesilirmak River and not married.


Iskender is actually the target of many women. But he's interested in anybody.


       I don't know why Sevgi was his choice and she was so lucky. Although everyone can already think that he does not love Sevgi sincerely from his body language, but their relationship can last a long time in the past year. That's proof that


Sevgi can make Iskender believe him.


  “I and Beelah Titip Issabbel”


Iskender. Some objection.


Hearing that Issabel immediately clasped Ziyadh's hand


    “sana inaniyorum (I believe in you).”


“Evet (yes), tamam.”


   “Issable.”


  “Amca has already explained it to you. Amca and Teyze (aunt) Beelah will pick you up after we get back. Just two weeks. Make Amca Iskender like you.


Mi anladin? (do you understand )?”


 Issabel just winked.A sign that she understood.


   “ Hug Amca!!”


They hugged for a few seconds. Making Iskender moved and his feelings become more mixed. Ziyadh looked heavy leaving Issabel. The little girl still looked calm.


     “Amca only two weeks right?”


   “Iya,canim.”


“I want Teyze Beelah to come and pick me up later.”


 “Ready!.”


    “Telfon Amca Iskender if you miss me later.”


        “Eum.”


       “Already. Amca must go now.”


Issabel seems worried if he does not feel at home living in Castel. He hoped that Ziyadh could pick him up at any time. But that's not possible. Ziyadh and Beelah to Paris. And Paris is not close to Amasya. The child's expression made Iskender less sure that everything would still be fine later.


“Hoscakalim ( See you), Issabel.”


Ziyadh handed Issabel and a large pink backpack to Iskander.


“Gorusuruz, kendine iyi bak (see you later, take good care of yourself).”


Iskender said while hitting Ziyadh on the shoulder. “Tesekkkur. Gorusuruz!”


Ziyadh gone. Issabel looked at him until he got away. Iskender took the key from behind his pants pocket and opened the door. Grabbing Issabel's hand and taking her in with a backpack


the big pink one that contained Issabel's belongings.