-Me: Your brother?
She nods her head up and down to say yes. But who is his brother?
Me: Who's your brother?
-Her: Bah Ayaz.
I'm stupid too, it's their house, logically this little girl is his sister.
-Me: Adin ne senin? ( What's your first name?)
-Her: Nisa (pronounced Nissa.)
-Me: Bende Rüya. (And me Rüya.)
-Her: I didn't ask you for your first name.
Ok I get a rake from a kid.
-Her: Damn your face made me laugh.
Me: How old are you?
- Her: 9 years old. It was my brother who taught me to speak.
-Me: Hiç sasirmadim niyeyse. (I don't know why but I'm not shocked.) And no I'm not your brother's girlfriend, still happy. I hate it !
-Her: Too bad.
-Me: Why the pity?
-Her: Because...
-...: What are you doing here?
I turn and see Ayaz. He comes at the right time – '.
- Him: I asked you a question.
-Me: I heard him cry. I came to the cal..
- Him: It's good, get out!
-Me: Are you serious talking to me like that?
- Him: Bir kez daha tekrarlamam! (I won't repeat again!)
- Me: I come to calm your sister, and you instead of thanking me you fire me.
- Him: Mdrrr thank me? But you dream too much you, go out I told you!
-Me: Pff.. hayvan! (Pff.. asshole!)
I was going to leave but he sort of holds my arm.
- Him: What did you say there?
-Me: Birak kolumu! (Let go of my arm!)
-Him: Repeat!
-Me: Hayvansin ist! (You're an asshole!)
He squeezed my arm even more, I was in pain I admit. But as soon as his sister started crying, he let me go straight away and took her in his arms. I leave immediately and go down to my room. I'm already tired of being here, this guy is going to ruin my vacation for sure.
The next morning, my mother wakes us up and asks us to help her. Today some "important" guests are coming... I wonder who they are. In short, we prepare breakfast, and with my sister we bring them to the table. I see Nisa joining us.
-Her: Günaydin Rüya abla. (Hello big sister Rüya.)
-Me: Günaydin canim. ( Hello Darling.)
-Her: Abim “my big brother” did you hurt?
-Hilal: Evil? What is she talking about ?
-Me: I'll tell you later. Nisa I leave you and don't worry about me.
I quickly recount the night I spent in Hilal. She warns me once again not to speak with Ayaz so as not to get in trouble. She's right, why am I talking to her? He's just a guy who knows no limits! But the biggest problem is Akif, I absolutely have to see him. But today it is not possible with these guests. I have to wait until tomorrow, no other choice.
In short, all day we cleaned, we prepared meals, desserts .. we prepared so many things, I thought there was a wedding lol.
In the evening, their guests arrive. With Hilal, we look from afar to observe them, but above all because we are curious lol. We see a man, a woman and a young girl.
-Hilal: The girl is beautiful.
-Me: With makeup everyone is beautiful cnm.
-Hilal: Lol, are you jealous?
-Me: No, not at all, I prefer to be natural. Iki yüzlü degilim ben. (I'm not a double face.)
We laugh for a while and go prepare the table. Once ready, we call them and they settle in.. but Ayaz was missing.
-Hasan, father of Ayaz: Ayaz nerde yine? Rüya, kizim, sofrada onu bekledigimizi haber verirmisin? (Where is Ayaz again? Rüya, my daughter, can you tell him that we are waiting for him at the table?)
-Me: Tabi efendim. ( Yes sir.)
I see the girl looked at me askance. Without thinking too much, I go upstairs and... but where is his room? Off why me? I move forward and knock on each door lol. At the end of the 5th door, it opens. I had finally found his room.
-Me: Uh.. they are waiting for you..
I didn't even have time to finish my sentence when he closed the door in my face. I go into his room without knocking this time.
-Ayaz: But what do you want?
-Me: Edep diye bisey yok mu sende? (Weren't you taught respect?)
-Ayaz: But get out!
-Me: We are waiting for you at the table downstairs. And tkt no, I don't want to see you either!
-...: Askim? ( My love?)
I turn and see the girl downstairs.
-Ayaz: Lale? (pronounced Lalé.)
-Lale: I missed you so much!
And she takes him in her arms. If I understood correctly, it's his girlfriend. I leave them and go down to the kitchen.
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