My Uncle's Back
The Underground City
First ride a giant hot air balloon.
The balloons with Turkish flags were flying high, carrying Iskender, Issabel and Adem
a very amazing sensation. From there they can see thousands of mountain rocks with mushroom-like automation. Issabel was unceasingly screaming.
Making Iskender almost covered both ears with his hands, while Adem even felt very happy. Issabel is happy, she doesn't remember her grief, her loss, her separation.
“Amca what's it like to have wings?”
Isaac asked Iskender.
“Belki (maybe).”
Flat. Iskender's answer upset Adem. Adem thought how could Iscender's attitude towards Issabel be so everyday as that. Ziyadh was not wrong to leave Issabel to him. But Iskender needs education to take care of the child.
Adem bigung has to say what to
his friend.
“If Issabel has wings, Issabel can fly even higher than this.”
“Oo So Amca Adem.”
“Issabel want to have wings?”
“Mau, Issabel wants to light up to Baba and Anne.”
That answer touched Adem's heart. And Iskender this time felt a little tight in the chest.
“After this we go to Amca?”
“Ke underground city, Canim.”
“Vay.”
Issabel was still happy as usual. He had just uttered a heartwarming word. Adem could not imagine if the boy did not meet people like Ziyadh and Beelah. Anyone would love him easily, but not everyone loves him.
“Is the city under the ground we stepped on?”
“Evet.”
“Is it hot there?”
“Is in it a lot of rocks?”
“Evet, you can't wait huh?”
“Eum..”
Adem was so angry at the boy. He was terrified if Issabel asked any more. He was only worried that he could not answer . and it was impossible to make Issabel think that not all adults were smart.
Look at Amca next to him. So relaxed enjoying his life. Ziyadh and Beelah leave a human to her, a child, a little girl who is not even 6 years old, not an item of ordinary value.
Adem wanted to advise her, but was worried that it would offend her or
impressed bergurrui. Because after all Iskender certainly knows what to do.
Second one. The underground city.
“Berk, do something for Issabel!”
Adem asked as they went hand in hand, while Issabel in the middle was engrossed in seeing the dry apricot sellers lined up neatly at the intersection of the direction of their destination. One of them is good for skin health.
“Ne?”
“Ah, You are this. What I need to give
knew it? I don't imagine how bored Issabel is living with you in that castle. Play with him. You should be a child too. Put on a funny look, your funny talk. So she likes.”
“Surely he doesn't like me?”
Tanya Iskender made Adem take a deep breath.
“Hayir, he prefers with me.”
“He belongs to Ziyadh and beelah. You don't snatch it.”
“Oo, Ya Allah.”
Adem almost threw his head against the wall. Iskender is very serious. He did not understand what Adem said. Adem to gregetan. It seems he was wrong to talk to a man like Iskender. And Ziyadh was also wrong to leave Issabel to him. But not for any reason of course. Ziyadh has a purpose. Adem has to be patient.
Issabel's footsteps stopped right in front of a mother's dried apricot
old-fangled. She's speechless. His eyes stared at the fruit.
