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Part 23

[Eda: My babies are getting to know each other @serkanbolat]

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💫Serkan POV💫

I'd been holding my son for over an hour. The nurse had come to get him after Eda nursed him, but I couldn't let go of him.

"Serkan Bey," the nurse called. "I have to take Alp to the nursery." I reluctantly gave my child to her. "We'll be back soon. Don't worry," she added with a smile.

"Baba, can you hold me for a bit?" Kiraz asked, and I picked her up, hugging her to me. "Baba, why did they take Anne to the operating room after Alp was born yesterday? Did my brother hurt her?"

Eda had started having contractions again a few hours after giving birth. Then she started bleeding. The doctor explained that it wasn't anything grave, but they needed to act on it quickly to prevent infections. The procedure took all of 10 minutes. But I'd almost gone nuts with worry. Now, my question was how Kiraz had found out about it.

"No, honey. Everything's okay."

"Are you sure?" my daughter asked, raising her head and gazing straight into my eyes. 

I nodded. 

"Then why won't she wake up?"

Eda had fallen asleep before Kiraz had arrived from school with Piril, and it had been about an hour since. To my daughter, this was too long, primarily since she had known about Eda's complications.

"Having a baby is a lot of work, like doing a lot of exercise. Eda had just fallen asleep when you got here. She'll wake up in a bit. I promise."

"Tamam," Kiraz said dejectedly. "Baba?" she called again after a few minutes. 

"Yes, baby," I responded, rubbing her cheek with my nose. 

"Do you think Eda loves me the same as my brother?" Kiraz's worried eyes grounded me. 

"We've talked about this before, Kiraz," I reminded her gently.

"Neyse," she commented right away.

"No, no. Let me tell you something. But you have to promise not to tell anyone about it." 

Kiraz offered me a pinky, and I squeezed it in mine. I walked us to the chair next to Eda's bed and sat with Kiraz still in my lap. 

"You know, Kiraz, I never thought about adopting a child before I met you. And honestly, I never thought I could adopt you until someone else thought about it."

Kiraz observed me in confusion.

Of course it doesn't make sense to her, Serkan. You just acknowledged you didn't think about adopting her yourself. Of, Serkan!

I sighed, trying to find the words that would make sense to a six-year-old, terms that would hopefully not make things worse. 

"I met Eda at the shelter. She became my friend between one botany lesson and another, and we grew closer as we befriended you and fell in love with you."

Kiraz beamed at my words.

"Do you remember Visiting Day?"

She nodded. "I was supposed to interact with couples wanting to adopt a child. I hadn't been very good at it when I first got to the shelter. Parents didn't like kids who couldn't speak."

I kissed her forehead. "Eda had a tough time about that day as well." Kiraz frowned. "She didn't want you to be adopted at all."

"Neden?" Kiraz exclaimed, horrified.