Sorry seems to be the hardest word

Part 9 "Not her...."

- Do you think I could learn to drive? - Seher brought a plate to the table. They were eating breakfast in the kitchen. Adalet made fresh cocoa and looked at the from a distance, smiling to herself. Master Yaman was like born again,a new man, he smiled a lot and held Yusuf in his lap. Adalet saw how he followed Miss Seher with his eyes. it was like before, only  now he didn't try to hide it. He openly loved her and didn't care if anybody sees it. And her... Seher bloomed. Naturally beautiful, now she was glowing, full of inner light and mysterious sparks in her green eyes.

- Can I learn too? - Yusuf looked up at his uncle and touched his beard with his little fingers. Seher sat down and looked at both of them. Yaman melted under those looks. If they asked him for a star, he was ready to go get it.

- First, we should teach auntie. She has a car but she doesn't use it. Then we can take you. We can go to the gocart park if you want.

- Yes! Can we go today? -Yusuf jumped off the lap and sat in his chair.

- I thought I could try before I decide if I really want to do it. It would be very comfortable to drive myself without asking anybody. I could drive Yusuf to school and to mother Nadire. And to search for a place... -she looked shyly at her husband. He was not going to disagree, seeing her so happy  and motivated, it made him feel encouraged to help her.

- We can try after breakfast.

********** TWO MONTHS LATER***********

Life moved on. The school started for Yusuf, Seher passed her driving test and enjoyed driving, Yaman expanded his company and opened another office in Greece. Nedim finally got married and left Istanbul and at the moment he and his wife were awaiting their first child.

Seher finally found a good place for her little home cooking diner and spent lots of time working on the building itself and interiors. She hired a cook and offered a position to Arif Baba. Their life was an average, calm and happy. The way they wanted, the way they dreamed of and the way they worked hard to have.

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-  We could take Yusuf and go to Layla. She asked us to come many times , we never actually went to see her new place. - Seher was getting dressedin their bedroom. She looked at Yaman and stopped with her hair brush stuck in her hair. He moved closer and kissed her neck, holding his hands and put away the brush.

- You shouldn't be late...

- I am never late....- he whispered with his face in her hair. - I always tell them my wife kept me in bed.

- What?!

- Shhh.....

A little while later, they left the bedroom and went downstairs. Yaman helped her with her coat and she gave him his suitcase.

- So you go ahead and after you're done, you can come to my office and bring me papers from the agency. I'm signing the contract  tonight.

- Sure, no problem. I'll come around  six - she threw her purse on the seat. He held the doors for her.

- I love you...- he said grabbing her hand before she got into the car.

- You do?

- Like crazy... - he embraced her and rubbed his nose against hers.

- Oh, so I guess I should say the same, but you see... I can't...

- You can't?

- Mhm...

-So what now?

- I shall give yoy a gift instead. I'll give you my heart. I'll put it in your pocket. Don't lose it. When we meet again, you'll give it back to me. - she made a gesture of patting his jacket pocket as if   checking it's safe and sound inside.