Endure every difficulty with patience
And be strong
Like the shortness of life,
your suffering will end before long
Mishaps are so many, don't you see?
Death's in ambush, can anybody flee?
Is there anyone you know who
suffered no pain?
No doubt you aren't alone in this plain
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While Cüneyd was struggling with what to say and how to say it, Zeynep got up from the table and left. With his eyes closed he heard the sounds of Zeynep going up the stairs. When he opened his eyes, they were red. His face showed all the agony he was hiding in Zeynep's presence. He picked up a glass of water with trembling hands and began to drink it. But the glass of water fell from his hand and tears started flowing down his face. The world on the other side of the looking mirror was very different. Different from what he thought....
The next morning, when Cüneyd woke up, the house smelled of food. Zeynep was cooking breakfast. Cüneyd was not able to see her face due to her back to Cüneyd. He went to the door to go out but before he could open it there was a knock on the door. He wondered who could have come so early. After a few moments he opened the door and his aunt and Feyza were standing there. He looked at both of them with stern eyes, but he could not send the guest who had come to the house. He allowed the two to enter, ignoring the food dishes in their hands. His aunt, Hasna smiled and him but he didn't smile in response, just nodded his head. He took the two women to the lounge. How did you come, aunt! he asked gently. He was completely ignoring Feyza. I need to speak with you about something important. My daughter told me she saw a woman at your house yesterday. I know your wife left four years ago, and I'm worried about you. Who is this woman? Is she someone you're considering marrying? Please know that I'm here for you and want to support you, but I also want to make sure you're making choices that align with your faith and values. A stern and unpleasant expression but before he could answer Zeynep appears there. Selamün aleyküm! They all looked at the door with shock. Feyza looked at Zeynep in shock and disgust. I'm here to reunite with my husband, and I appreciate your concern. But please don't worry, we're reunited now, and we'll work on strengthening our marriage according to Allah's guidance. Zeynep said with her usual smile. Feyza suddenly stood up and left their house. While passing by Zeynep, she didn't forget to look at her with hatred. Hasna asked their permission with embarrassment and stood up to leave. Cüneyd nodded slowly. She left the house and grabbed Feyza's hand on the road.
Why did you leave the house so suddenly, Feyza? Little you know how much embarrassment I feel in front of them?
Why is she back now, mom? Why is Zeynep back? She left him for so long, and now she's just going to waltz back in and take over? It's not fair. She said frustrated.
See, I told you he was still married. Now his wife is back, and we need to respect their marriage. Hasna tried to tell her reality but feyza was beyond understanding anything.
But, mother, I thought... I thought he liked me too. I did so much for him in these four years and... She left the sentence half with teary eyes.
We need to be happy for them, dear. They're reunited, and that's what matters. We can't stand in the way of their marriage.
But it's not fair! She left him for so long, and now she gets to just come back and take him away from me? We need to pray for them and support their marriage, not harbor jealousy or resentment. Remember, Allah sees our intentions and actions. Hasna said strictly and grabbed her arm, leading to their house.
Cüneyd looked at Zeynep with a smile. Zeynep ignored his smile. She was his wife and she was using her every right over him. She was angry with him and she wanted him to apologise and also promise for their lifetime relationship. I see, a little lamb has grown strong. She smiled slightly at his words, but because her face was on the other side, Cüneyd could not see her smile.
She liked him calling her little lamb, that's the nickname her mother uses for her only but now Cüneyd too.
Breakfast will get cold. She said making her tone strict and then headed towards the kitchen. Cüneyd got up behind her. In France, husbands were not respected? He asked jokingly. No, there are only boyfriends, not husbands. On her reply, Cüneyd's tea stuck in his throat. Zeynep looked at him in surprise then started laughing. Cüneyd looked at her with nerd expressions. What do you mean by this? He asked controlling the shockness in his voice. Cüneyd... I was kidding... She said controlling her smile. They don't teach these things in schools and universities. She completed her sentence and then started putting butter on the bread. He looked at her with a thoughtful gaze. How did you live there without me, Zeynep? Why you didn't come back? He asked in a low tone. The painful tears gathered in her eyes and she changed her gaze. I can ask the same thing too, Cüneyd. Why you didn't come to me? She asked looking at tea. Her finger, caressing the tip of her cup's handle. I thought... I thought I don't deserve you Zeynep. I thought you left me like my mom because I don't deserve you. He said slowly. The pain in his voice was clear. And why you thought that Cüneyd? She looked up at him. Eyes ready to flow down. For a moment he just looked at her into her eyes. Her eyes were ready for him to say something so they can flow. He took a deep breath and looked at his breakfast. Our breakfast is cold now, Zeynep. Let's eat. He closed the topic. I asked something Cüneyd Effendi!!! She shouted at him. He looked at her with shock. He was not expecting something like this. Her face was all red and her eyes were flooding down. I asked why you didn't come after me????? Answer me Cüneyd Günes Effendi!
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