The Turkish Male Charm

Longed you

A few days after Arges told me that he had already taken care of our divorce, I stayed with Sara.

Sara who heard this news, she looked very surprised and disappointed, she cried with me. He could not cover his grief. Moreover, he knew that the problem was because Arges couldn't give me a child. But I know Sara always tries to strengthen me, for her I've been like a brother and a friend in her life.

Sara brings Turkish food, kofte and dolma. I smiled as I saw Sara heading towards me. I took a piece of food that Sara had brought. But everything felt bad in my mouth, not because of the bad taste of the food, but my current feelings that made my appetite decrease drastically, but I still spent the dolma I took earlier, but I still spent, I appreciate Sara taking care of me while I'm hitching a ride in her house.

That afternoon, I begged Arges to cancel the divorce and find the best way out to fix our household. Unfortunately Arges refused, his decision to divorce was already unanimous. Even Arges asked me to stay with Sara until the official letter of her divorce was received by us.

I haven't seen Arges yet after that grey afternoon. He also gave me no news. The distance between Arges and Sara's house is not far, but she didn't come once just to see me.

"Sara, am I wrong if at first I need some alone time?" I asked Sara who was sitting opposite me, we sat on a thick carpet that felt very comfortable light brown.

"No. That's a natural thing. But I don't understand why Arges chose to divorce. You've already received it" Sara replied as she ate her favorite pastry.

"She said she who does not accept not being able to give me a child cannot make me happy. And if he knows, I've been so happy living with him, I want to spend the rest of my life with him even without our baby present. Sara, do you know? I really love Arges very much" my eyes glazed over as I emphasized the phrase love Arges.

Sara hurriedly hugged me. Reinforce me.

I just shook my head in disagreement. Remembering Arges' remark that he really had made up his mind to take this decision. I don't know if Sara's talking about whether to change things or not. But I don't want anyone to interfere in my marriage.

I sat by my own bed, and Sara went into her room. I opened my phone and saw some pictures of me and Arges while we were still fine. These pictures clearly illustrate that we used to be very happy. It is still clear to me the memories that occurred when these photos were taken.

I opened the app to send a short message to Arges.

To: Arge

Husband, how are you doing there? Are you all right? I miss you so much. Don't you miss me, canim?

Then I pressed the word send on my phone screen. A few seconds a message was sent.

Five minutes to an hour and a half I waited for a reply from Arges but never came, even though my message had been read by him. I pressed the lock button on my phone and put it on the table beside the bed.

Maybe today is not reciprocated again, tomorrow-tomorrow will be reciprocated, I murmured.