Chapter 4

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A few weeks pass. And the weather is getting warmer, so I decided to head out and look for some fruits. This land is known for its strawberries so I hope to find some. I'm getting Alaca ready when I see my brave boy walk up to me.

A: "How are you, Bala Ana?"  

B: "Alhamdulilah, I'm okay just heading out to pick some fruits."

A: "Let me come!"

Out of everyone I would love for Ahmet'm to tag along but... I was hoping this can be a moment to myself I also wanted to ride out to Goncas grave. But it's been so long that I want to hear about Ahmet's life and what I missed out on.

B: "Of course." 

We head out, not too far from the tribe.

Ahh yes there they are beautiful red strawberries a sweet drink I can make for the children of the tribe. Right as I am about to pick one out an arrow slashes right beside me cutting my right arm. I whipped around only to see...MALHUN?!? 

B: "WHAT? MALHUN WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!?!"

M: " YOU ONLY TAKE OSMAN AWAY FROM ME! AND I DON'T WANT THAT, I WANT THIS CHILD TO BE MINE AND MINE ONLY!!" 

A: "balaaa--"

B:"ARE YOU CRAZY MALHUN?"

A:"Balaaaa-"

M:" IF OSMAN IS GOING TO LOVE YOU YOU UNGRATEFUL BEING I WILL END IT!!" 

A:"BALA!"

I wake up my head is heavy I'm still at the strawberry field. Ahmet is here with me.


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