GUILT: PART 4
Disclaimer:This story is a piece of fiction. It has no relevance with the ongoing storyline of the show. Any kind of resemblance is a pure coincidence. Continued from part 3 on pg.11.
The car sped off on the lonely road with sharp turns.
"Wohooo", Murad screamed as their car followed the curve.
Hayat let out a squeal, laughing with her cousin. Kerim held his bundle of joy close to him.
" I never thought she would be this fine. Look at her she's enjoying ", Emre smiled as he took care of the steering wheel.
"Yeah indeed. She's brave... Brave like her mother", Kerim said smiling but gulped down and kept mum.
" What is it brother?", Emre asked cautiously.
"Nothing", Kerim's eyes wandered in confusion.
Without a word Emre drove to their destination.
" Ah!! This is so beautiful", Murad jumped out of the car to the lush greenery which surrounded them.
"Careful boy", Kerim called out.
" Yes... Yes", Murad rolled on the ground.
"Look at him. He's gone crazy", Emre laughed following Kerim.
Hayat clapped at Murad's antics encouraging him even more.
" Well, they'll make us mad in no time..", Kerim laughed.
Murad looked after Hayat as Emre and Kerim spread their mattress and gave them their toys.
Kerim and Emre walked for a while guarding the kids.
"It's beautiful here. Something different. Something fresh. Something new. A part of me wants to be liberated here.", Kerim sighed.
Emre was about to comment but he bit his lip to hold himself back.
" What do you think Emre?", he raised his eyebrows.
"Yeah, I felt it would be a good change. And see the greenery works for you and the kids", Emre smiled.
Both walked quietly for some time.
Emre cleared his throat in an attempt to break the ice.
" You seem nervous as if its for the first time that you are talking to me.", Kerim chuckled.
"Nothing. Its just a bit awkward you see. I can't figure out from where to start and where to end. Also I may not be the right person to say this but you see I was most probably sent to do this deed. I agreed but now am speechless. I don't know if its right or not.", Emre blabbered.
" Dude... Take a deep breath ", Kerim patted on his shoulder.
Emre followed his instructions.
" Kerim I can't take this anymore. It's making me very nervous. See I think.. No, Fatmagul thinks... No no no not really in fact everyone thinks that you need to visit a psychiatrist. ", Emre finished in one breath.
Kerim stared at him in disbelief which intimidated Emre.
There was a silence of few minutes which Emre couldn't take.
" Please speak something. I know I have shot arrows without prior thinking. But this is what it is. I can't bluff or sugarcoat it", Emre clarified.
Kerim remained silent for the next 5 minutes which was enough to drive Emre crazy.
"For God's sake, speak something. Your silence is killing me", Emre pleaded.
" What made everyone think like this?", Kerim asked as he choked on the last words.
"Please don't misunderstand them. Fatmagul is very guilty to have ignored you for a long time.", Emre gulped down the lump in his throat.
" What?", Kerim was losing temper.
"Relax please.. Its just that she thinks you have gone through the same torture as her. It was her duty to have been receptive of your moods. She feels you got neglected as you looked after her. She in a way wants to do something for you.", Emre told him unsurely.
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At home
" I really hope Emre would have convinced Kerim", Fatmagul said beating the batter for fifth time in a row.
"Emre will do what he has to. But you see what you are doing", Maryam was amused at her anxiety.
Fatmagul stopped after the warning.
" They are back", Muqaddas sprinted down the stairs as if she kept an eye on them from the time they left.
"Great!!!", Rahmi was happy hearing the same.
Fatmagul and Maryam looked at each other in confusion.
" I'll open the door", Rahmi said keeping the newspaper aside.
"Welcome.. Welcome...", Rahmi greeted Kerim and Emre.
Murad was crying.
" What happened child?", Muqaddas went to her son.
"Kerim uncle didn't allow us to play for more time. He rushed.. He screamed at me.", Murad cried buckets.
Fatmagul stared at Kerim and then at the weeping child.
" We need to talk", Kerim hissed.
Looking at his temper Fatmagul avoided argument and hurried inside.
To be continued...
Edited by daydreamers - 8 years ago
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