Murat POV:
It was December 15th. My grandmother was supposed to get married on 25th December. My dad was supposed to walk down my grandmother. He was supposed to arrive home yesterday. But he didn't. Instead of him, arrived a letter. To me. In the office. Another letter. I dreaded letters.
" Dear Murat, I am leaving. Today you will get all my answers. Answers that hopefully will satisfy all your questions. I am Nejat, the son of Azme Sarsilmaz. Almost 30 years ago I was married to Leila, your mother. She was a beautiful woman. To this day I remember how against marriage I was before I met Leila. I met her at Kamal's wedding. Just one look at her and I agreed to get married. Love at first sight as you may call it. Everything was going well. The business was growing. We welcomed you 5 years into our marriage. The love, the money, the relations. All was well. I couldn't thank the Lord anymore. When you were almost 4, Leila left us. "To pursue her dreams of becoming an actor" This was what I was told through a letter that she had left. I was heartbroken but I tried living as I had 4 year old boy and almost a company of 4000 people. Deriya was my and Leila's acquaintance. I later found out that she was pregnant with my child. Bring a child into this world without a marriage was a taboo back then. After all he was my child too and you needed a mother figure. So we got married. Soon your brother Doruk was born. Although hurt, Deriya could never take your mother's place in my heart. All was going well. Or at least so I thought. The company grew. Sarte became a national brand. You grew into a handsome and responsible man. You brother was spoiled all thanks to your love. I finally decided to retire and handed everything to you. For the first time in almost two decades I started spending time with Deriya. And realised she may seem a woman of gold, but her heart wasn't. I am so sorry Murat, you had to grow up on your own. I thought by remarrying I at least ensured you had a mother. But turns out, you didn't. Please forgive me for this. Just when I thought you found your happiness all the things happened. I do believe you both had the reasons to act. But here is where the things turn worst. I ran into your mom. Yes I did. Weeks before police called you about the incident. And this is when my world was turned upside down. She did want to be an actor. But that was before marriage. She was a content housewife and a mother. She was told that I had an affair. The evidence she received were forged but she fell for it. She was threatened that they would harm you as well when she was determined to repair things between us. That is why she had to leave. Leaving you behind since she couldn't provide for your good future. I believed her when she said how come she hadn't performed in any movie even if it was small if she did want to be an actor. When I told her my side of story, we realised we had been set up. But it was too late. The tide had passed. I guess that is how she started her drinking problem. After the incident when she moved in with us, I wasn't very comfortable to be honest. But the increasing fights between her and Deriya between money, property, husband stealing, the heir to sarsilmaz.. basically everything was suffocating. I never loved Deriya and Leila wasn't the woman I loved anymore. So my best choice was leaving. Who I should stay for? Not for wife, I was never attached to Doruk as I was to you. My mother is all set to marry her long lost love. As for you, I wasn't even there even when I was. But I believe you have all the potential to build your life. I have safeguarded my assets. The house, company, cars, jewels. Everything is willed. I do not know what was Hayat's side. But I do know that girl loved you. I could see it in her eyes. After hearing your side and after the recent unfolding of truth. I believe you both have been set up. You both fell prey. Don't lose hope Murat. Find her before it's too late. And find the bastard who did this to you both.
You will always have my best wishes. Love Dad."
I didn't know how to react. My entire childhood was lie? My mom and dad loved each other but were forced apart? My mother left me behind not because she was selfish but because she was strong enough to give up her son just to secure his future. What in the world was happening! The loud knock broke my chain of thoughts.
"Murat! I've been calling you for 10 times now. Are these designs okay? Should we go ahead and make them?" questioned Tuval. "Tuval, honestly I don't know. I DON'T KNOW" I screamed letting out my internal agony by throwing down everything on the food tray. "Murat?" She looked concerned. "I don't know Tuval. My entire life is a lie." I cried in her laps. "What happened?" She enquired. The love and concern in her eyes broke me down. I told her in sobs about mom and dad and dad's concern about me and Hayat. She let me cry it out. Finally when I was in a state to listen, she talked to me," Murat. Look you cried now. That's enough. You don't have to show these tears to anyone in your family. ANYONE. For now enjoy the wedding of your grandmother. We will sort this everything after that. Okay? Promise me" She said piercing my eyes with her. "Promise" I muttered.
The ten days passed in a blur. It was 25th December. The whole world was supposed to be happy. It was Christmas to the entire world. I made my way to talk to Emine aunty. She had forgiven me long ago as per Asli and Ipek, but I needed to go apologize. Three years was to late. But better late than never.
"Emine aunty, Hello." I greeted. "Hello Murat. How are you?" She asked. "I'm trying to be better. And hence I came here to apologize aunty. I'm so sorry! It's because of me. I am responsible for our situation. If only I had let her speak that day.." "It was not your fault. It was destiny. I truly believe that those who are meant to be together, will unite. I knew you were coming for her that day. But it was destiny. Look how better you are. And I know she will have become a better person too. Don't be too hard on yourself dear." she said patting my cheek. " I promise you, I'll find her one day. If not for me, for you" I said basking in the true nature of a motherly figure.
The wedding happened in its glory. Grandmother was happy. I don't care about her husband. We both failed to acknowledge each others' existence. They danced and sang and went on their mini honeymoon. As for me, I came to my own home from a long day. I decided to sleep. Since tomorrow, in addition to run a company I have three main things on my agenda:
1) Find out the person causing misunderstanding between mom and dad
2) Find out Hayat
3) Find out the person causing rift between me and Hayat.
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PS: Kemal is Suna Pektas's father. Suna Pektas, the girl whose job was given to Hayat thinking she was Suna.
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A/N: Guys do you want Azme to have a slightly negative role? Or want her to be the doting grandmother as she was shown in the series?
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