Replacement Uterus

Salma's Surprise

Ting...

The notification sound of the message made Deniz step stop when he wanted to enter his room with ceyda. tonight he comes home early unlike the night he usually will be home at 10 or 11 pm because after yesterday's incident he did not go home, he said, even he did not go to the hospital and tonight he just returned home was intent on apologizing to ceyda because of his attitude at that time which was very outrageous, he should not be, he should not be, betraying ceyda's love for her.

Deniz grabbed the cellphone he put in his doctor's suit pocket and opened the password hpnya. seen a message and it. from his wife...

Ceyda

honey, I'm not coming home tonight, am I? because I'm planning on staying at my mom's house, is that okay?.

Deniz typed back for the ceyda message in the sense that he allowed it. Although he asked, what happened yesterday?. but his body and tired mind made him choose not to care first.

Deniz sighed then dropped his body onto the bed and lay there as his eyes stared at the roof with his right hand on his temple.

Deniz closed his eyes hoping that everything in his mind was gone but the opposite appeared.Ayla's angry face, ayla's annoyed face and the face when ayla smiled and laughed with altan. suddenly the shadow made Deniz wake up and immediately sat on the bed while growling to his friend's altan.

Deniz clucked angrily to Altan and rose to his feet.If the man were in front of him now, he would really really work on him until this frustration was gone.

Deniz stepped inside the bathroom to clean his body.

Ceyda parked her red car and then stepped into the luxury house with her sluggish steps accompanied by tired, tired body tired of his mind. he didn't even hear a gleeful greeting from a man behind him and it looked like the gardener in the house was seen with scissors in his hand.

"what's wrong with you? don't tell me Deniz doesn't come home tonight". said mami ceyda who was stepping down from the stairs and was already on the third rung from the bottom.

Ceyda looked at her lazy mom then she switched to sitting on the sofa under the stairs before answering.

"if it is, then it will be better".

Feride fused his two eyebrows staring at Ceyda. he did not understand the intent of his daughter's words...

"has Deniz flown to Germany yet...? following the girl...? unbeknownst to you..?". feride stood right in front of ceyda with his waist ruffled.he looked at his daughter with a look of anger.

Ceyda looked at her mom tiredly.she wanted, just a little bit, her mom understood her.

"and deniz wouldn't be able to do that! ". answered ceyda without seeing her mother.he was disappointed, very disappointed.he came here hoping his mother could calm him but the existing one even made him more tired.

Feride snorted cynically.

"you forgot? at that time Deniz did not tell you that he touched the girl even almost 2 weeks they always did and also..deniz himself who came to the woman's place, did I not say? don't let that woman take over deniz's life and if that happens you're ready to just disappear from there, you trust a man too much".

Ceyda looked at her mama and sighed tiredly.

"that happened because grandpa kept forcing deniz and deniz to do it and then why didn't Deniz tell him? that's because he doesn't want to make her cry by thinking and sleeping".

Feride smiled gruntingly.

"sometimes I think he's smart, turns out he's stupid huh? at that time I thought we would not succeed, but who would have thought it was all so easy, even he, besides if you're not present in his life there's no way they're both getting married, deniz is nothing compared to that rich and handsome businessman".

Ceyda raised her gaze to look at her mama who was standing before her.

"at that moment I didn't think of my mom! cook told me to get close to the guy, the top model only he didn't see much less himself...?".

Feride blinked then he smiled vilely.

"what's wrong if they try, after all, their matchmaking mami heard not because they love each other but because to unite their power, you see? there are so many women around him, even changing every time".

Ceyda tried to think then she nodded in a nod confirming.

"cook anyway, he doesn't like queens? ". ceyda asked curiously.

Feride flicked his shoulders indifferently.

"who knows about it? let alone us, president Khaled alone cannot go in there, where do we know".

Ceyda recalled how the actual queen appearance was beautiful, very beautiful.it could even make some women admire her greatly and some hate her.and the memory of ceyda turned to the figure of the queen fiance. handsome and cold-faced, yet cold-faced face made more and more women glorify him, if it could be compared deniz and the man, in addition to his power in the European country, the man will not be exposed to seduction by any woman in the world and the woman who can spoil her body is the woman chosen by him. there is no woman who does not want to fall into his arms but the woman he chooses is always from the upper class, like famous artists in various parts of the world, the top models so too or the children of businessmen who are crazy about him. ordinary people? don't dream.

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"thank you mine..?". said ayla to her personal assistant who had just put down a small basin of all kinds of fruit that had been in small pieces.

"this is my duty, miss? no need to thank me, miss want me to go? ".

Ayla smiled and shook her head.

Mine.

"big lady says...".

"i know mine? can't be long, just 2 hours at the most! ". ayla connect my words.

Mine smiled amusedly.

"i'll excuse you, ladies, and enjoy your time".

"hm, you're good sleep too! good night mine".

Mine smiled.

"same miss". answered the mine and then she turned to walk away from there.

Ayla turned her eyes to look up at the night sky decorated with many stars after the departure of the mine.

Ayla sat on the balcony of her room with two chairs there and one on her right side empty.she breathed her eyes shut, holding a sense in her that of longing...which will never be treated again.

If here ayla is staring at the sky and sitting on the balcony of the room, then the deniz that is elsewhere is also the same. sitting on the balcony of the room even on the balcony wall with a cup of coffee in front of him under his feet.

Earlier after finishing the bath and had been wearing his nightgown, he intended to go to bed without wanting to eat dinner first but when Deniz wanted to go up to the bed, the window cloth was lifted carried by the wind, al-deniz got out of bed and stepped into the window because it turned out that the balcony window of his room was not closed. after closing the window, the corner of Deniz's eyes looked up at the night sky decorated with many stars without feeling his steps took him to the balcony of the room and he stood there while his head looked up and second his bead of eyes looked at all the stars that dotted the sky above him.

Deniz gasped in surprise at the sound of the door in the ketok and it was his aunty who he dropped off for coffee before entering the room and he had forgotten.

Deniz turned around and he only realized when he was standing here.

'the feeling closed the window and.ah'.

Because he felt unwilling to leave the place, inexplicably his mind tonight asked him to sit there. he took the coffee from aunt's hand and took it to the balcony and tied it there with a sip little by little.

If here deniz is sipping coffee then there ayla is enjoying the fruit in small pieces, both of them look at each other to the sky and occasionally they will smile.

Ayla got up and stepped into the balcony wall and stood there, staring around the grounds of her house which looked dark rather than light. he turned to look at the night sky again which for him did not bore him at all.

Ayla was imagined deniz face and then she smiled. she turned her eyes to look at the ring on her ring finger.her wedding ring with deniz, although deniz did not wear it but for now, she was looking at her wedding ring, she needs this because this is all she has about deniz. her son misses deniz, as well as her even though she does not deserve it but that is the reality. their marriage was short, until.ayla stroked her stomach.

Ayla drops one tear when she remembers that she will not meet with Deniz again. she will be here at her parents' house until her child is born and returns to living her life as she used to be as a princess in the EMRE family.

Ayla looked back at the stars in the sky and then she smiled but not a happy smile but a smile of pain.

"goodbye..lover..hatiku...yourselves..will always..become my memory...hiks.....hiks......hiks.....". ayla closed her eyes with her falling tears.

Ayla continued to cry while firmly grasping the balcony wall and then switched to holding her aching and tight chest.

Deniz again looked up at the night sky decorated with many stars and occasionally he would blink without realizing a single drop of tears fell. he raised his hand and grabbed the water droplets on his left cheek and looked at him.

A second later, Deniz felt pain in his chest and suddenly he grabbed his chest.

"sickness.". complained deniz accompanied by sweat coming out of his forehead.

Deniz breathed up and down when he felt the feeling inside him, a feeling that suddenly appeared even though from earlier he held it with all his might.

"Arghhh... ". the screams of Deniz held him until he fell to the floor while his hand was still holding his chest.

"beyza...Are you this...? you're missing me hm.?.?..". deniz has already dropped his tears.

"you...who missed me...? ". deniz was crying.

"feel missed me...".

"more than you beyza...?".

"it's unbearable again beyza..hiks...what should I do beyza? tell me..hiks.what should I do..". deniz buried his face between his thighs.

If he said he was a crybaby as a man, then he had become a whiny since 9 years ago because at that time, he was, he cried and continued to cry because that was all he could do at that time but now...

"stop it, stop it, I beg you to stop it, stop it.". deniz is getting stronger because his chest is not subsiding but getting sicker...

Deniz fell on the balcony floor of his room and was unconscious.

'his body is not strong anymore'.