Locked in the memory

Chapter 30: Taste of your own Medicine

Murat POV:

As me and Hayat walked hand in hand inside the Sarsilmaz Mansion, I could hear the screaming between Doruk and Deriya. "What am I supposed to do?" shouted Deriya. "HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO KNOW THAT. IT WAS YOUR IDEA TO BRIBE THE VENDORS TO CLAIM PAID BILLS AS UNPAID" shouted back an angry Doruk. "I KNOW THAT. YOU DO NOT HAVE TO REMIND ME EVERY NOW AND THEN. I THOUGHT MURAT PAID THE BILLS BEFORE HE TRANSFERRED THE COMPANY TO YOUR NAME. MY SOURCES TOLD ME THAT THE HOUSE WAS ALMOST SOLD. SOMEONE HAD MADE AN OFFER" Now Deriya was also screaming. "THEN WHY DIDN'T YOU CONFIRM IT BEFORE FORCING MURAT TO TRANSFER THE COMPANY? NO YOU WERE GREEDY!" replied a furious Doruk. "DO NOT TALK TO ME LIKE THAT. I AM YOUR MOTHER." warned Deriya. "Then how should I talk to you AMMI?" asked Doruk in a pissed off tone. "After I got to know that Murat didn't pay the bills, I went back to the vendors to drop off the act and agree to work with us on the context of 'There is a misunderstanding. And we will clear that misunderstanding soon' ." said now a cooled Deriya. "But Ammi they are asking the money again.  They won't work till the bills are paid." complained Doruk. "I know. That is why I went to talk to them. But they are behaving as if they don't know me." informed Deriya. "The only way now is to pay the bills. How are we gonna do that? Company does not have funds." added Doruk. "Maybe... maybe we could sell.....Excuse me? Who allowed you here?" asked Deriya as she spotted us.

"Allowed? I think you are mistaken. I do not need permission to enter my own house." said Hayat. I liked the confidence in her voice. "What kind of joke is this?" asked a confused Deriya. "It's no joke. Mrs Deriya. The will left by Mr. Sarsilmaz states that whatever property he has is been left to his legitimate son. Everything. Cars, this house, jewellery, Sarte... everything." said Hayat dramatically while walking around the house while we followed her. She continued, "And you know what Mrs Deriya? Turned out your DNA reports were fake. I got Murat tested. And turns out he is THE LEGITIMATE HEIR of Sarsilmaz. Sorry not Sorry Doruk, but I don't know who your father was." then seeing the confusion and shock on Doruk's face she added, "Maybe ask this pathetic excuse of your mother who he was." "Hayat, Don't you dare talk to my mother like that." he said angrily. "Oh, then how should I? Should I start scheming behind your back? Like you did to separate me and Murat all those years ago? Or how she tricked Murat into signing over the company to you? Or how did she manage to threaten Murat's mother and got her out of Murat's father's life all those years ago?" She said dramatically. Doruk's mouth was zipped shut while Deriya's face was loosing colour. Seeing their mum-ness she continued, "That's not my style actually. I prefer to shoot people at their forehead rather than stabbing their back. Kills them instantly you know?" she said mimicking a shot with her fingers. She was shooting bulls eyes! "You know what? Since Murat has already signed the company to you. You can keep it. As it is, its on the verge of falling apart. What would Murat do with that. The rest, that is, cars, property and jewellery I want all of that. I suggest Mrs Deriya that you pack your clothes and your beloved sons clothes by the end of this day. I want you out by morning 0600 am." she added. "What nonsense!" retorted Deriya. "It's in the will Mrs Deriya." replied Hayat throwing the same will to Deriya's face that she had used to throw me out of the house. Deriya picked it up and read it. "Property and cars is okay. Jewellery should be given to Sarsilmaz's Daughter-in-law. Since Murat is not married, those belong to me." she declared. "Can't you even read properly Mrs Deriya?" said Hayat, with sarcasm dripping from her voice. "It says, the jewellery belongs to the LEGITIMATE HEIR'S WIFE. IF he is unmarried, then it will belong to you. But unfortunately, Murat here, is my husband. He is married. So the jewellery belongs to me and everything else belongs to Murat." stated Hayat as a matter of fact. Deriya and Doruk stared at me to which I responded by showing just the ring finger. 

What happened next shook not only me but also Hayat to the core. Doruk fell to Hayat's feet and pleaded, "Please don't do this to us Hayat. Please!!! We are a family!!!" Well I would have been dumb founded if I were at her place. But she managed the situation by offering to cut him a deal. "Fine we'll sell you the house. What's the market price of this house?" She asked looking at me. "45 million around Vita." I answered. "Great. Murat will sell this house to you at 40 million Liras." told Hayat. "But we are your family" stated Doruk to which he got raised eyebrows from Hayat. "I mean we were a family" He quickly corrected himself after he got a death glare from both Hayat and me. "50 million then." she gave an answer which made me almost break into a fit of laughter but I managed to control myself in the nick of time. "40 million is fine." said Doruk. "But I want it by tomorrow evening, otherwise I'm throwing you out!" said Hayat giving a wicked smile. "What non sense, you know we are out of money right now. Where will we stay." asked Deriya. "Did you think about that before throwing Murat out? Karma comes back. Either tomorrow evening I want my money or I will throw you out!" said Hayat with a sickening sweet smile, grabbed my hand and walked out. Just before stepping out of the door, she turned around and said "Or maybe, try going to your dear mother-in-law's house begging for shelter. She helped you come in this house and take Murat's mother's place, didn't she? Maybe she'll help you now as well"