Chapter 5~ Dreams to Live for

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The Sarsilmaz family had breakfast together at the dining table. Murat asked Babanne for her blessings as he was going to finalise the deal for his new project. "I'll try to be back as soon as I can, Canim. I have talked to Asli, she will accompany you for the doctor's visit." They kissed each other at the door. "I have to tell you something, Hayat. We'll talk in the evening." "Aşkım, just tell me right now. How will I wait till evening?" she requests. Murat smiles and kisses her goodbye.

Hayat gets ready to go to Fadik's place. She could feel that her usually loose dress was now sticking to her tummy. She ran towards the mirror and was proud to see the reflection of her slightly protruding belly. "It's such a blessing to feel you grow, my world. Your Baba and I cannot wait to see you. We love you so much," she said while caressing her belly. Then she took her purse and walked out of her room only to find Derya standing outside. "I hope the baby is fine. What's the doctor's visit about?" She enquired in her usual cold tone. "Evet! My baby is fine. As if you care." Hayat walked out.

Asli receives Hayat at home. Hayat was sad to hear that no one else was at home, she pointed out how silent the home feels in Heshmat dede's absence. Asli hugs her and assures her that Dede will be back soon. "Hayat, try to be as happy as you can. I won't let you send these sad vibes to my nephew." They locked the house and left for the doctor's. The doctor asked Hayat about Murat's absence, "it is preferable to have your husband with you for these visits." Hayat was mentally accusing Murat for not being there but she told the doctor about his meetings. "Okay, but make sure he comes with you next week. We'll do an ultrasound since your first trimester is going to be over in about two and a half weeks." Hayat was asked some typical pregnancy questions. "I have started to cry a lot. I get so emotional," Hayat said. "It's because of hormonal changes. It's normal during pregnancy. Just take good care of yourself." Asli took the prescription from the doctor and they walked out. On the other hand, Murat received an invitation for a lavish fashion event. All the big names of the fashion world are going to be there. He called Tuval as soon as he got the invitation, sure that she must be going too. "Hello, Tuval! Are you going to the event?... Yes I got an invitation... Yeah I just finalised the deal with Mr Sarrafoğlu, he will be sponsoring the first ever project of HYT... I have to be there...Tabii, I'll try to bring Hayat, if she agrees. It will be a good change for her... Görüşürüz!"

Asli took Hayat to a mall saying she needs some dresses. They decided to have lunch first. As soon as they settled down in a restaurant, Asli got a call. She received the call and apologised to Hayat, "Canim, sorry but I'll have to go. There's an emergency case and they need me at the hospital. I hope you understand." Hayat was bummed out but she let her go. She ordered tea, exhausted, even though she didn't do much and it was just afternoon. She sat with her palm supporting her chin, fidgeting her feet, wishing Murat was there. Suddenly, she saw a silhouette of someone entering the restaurant, "He looks like Murat. But Murat can't be here at this time. Or is it...wait..It is Murat," she murmured. She almost jumped like a kid but managed to control her emotions. She kept looking at him, admiring his shape, his smile, his hair with an ear to ear smile, as he walked towards her.

Stop behaving like a teenage girl, Hayat. Don't forget, you're mad at him for not accompanying you to the doctor's.

She stopped smiling as he bent over to kiss her cheek. She drank a glass of water to subside the adrenalin rush. "Water won't help you with those red cheeks, Hayat." "I'm not blushing! Why would I blush seeing you? I'm not even talking to you," she retorted. "What's the matter? I came here to see you, Hayat and you won't even talk to me?" "The doctor was asking about you. She said you have to be there for the next visit," she started off rigidly but calmed her tone down seeing his sad face. She regretted being so mean without realising how desperately he wanted to be there. "I'm sorry, Aşkım. I know how much you love us. I shouldn't have reacted that way," she said, taking his hand in hers. "Aşkım, I promise we'll go for all the appointments together. I should've rescheduled the meeting." Hayat gave him the brightest smile and all her attention went to the food the waiter had just brought. "Murat, did you plan all this with Asli?" He nodded with a smile. Her heart always fluttered seeing his sparkling eyes shine through his eyelashes every time he smiled. "You never fail to surprise me, Murat Sarsilmaz," she said as she started devouring the food. "What are you doing with my cupcake," she prompted with a stuffed mouth when Murat took her favourite blueberry cupcake from her plate. "I'm just giving it to the person I ordered it for," he chuckled seeing her reaction. "WHO IS THAT PERSON?" She demanded an answer. "My baby. It is not for you Hayat. It is for my baby." Hayat took a sigh of relief thinking the cupcake was going nowhere but in her mouth. "You and your little tricks, Murat!" He extended her hand to give her a bite. He almost hid his face with embarrassment at the sounds she started to make while savouring that cupcake. "Hayat, you need to stop with those sounds. Everyone's looking at us." She continued with the sounds, giving him a revengeful glance. He couldn't help but laugh at her childish acts. Once they were done eating, he told her about the event. "Would you like to come with me? I think you should introduce yourself to everyone as the owner of HYT. But it's not necessary if you're tired or something." "I am coming with you. It's been so long since we went to an event together. I'm not tired at all." Murat let out a confused smile seeing her excitement. "Tamam, let's get you your first ever pregnancy dress then." Hayat blushed realising how attentive he has been with her pregnancy.

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