This Is Not A Fairytale ( Kaysun )✓

Chapter Sixteen

The warmth of their home enveloped Suna and Kaya as they stepped through the familiar doorway. The soft glow of ambient lights painted a serene picture, casting a tranquil ambiance that contrasted with the whirlwind of emotions echoing through their hearts.

Suna couldn't shake the giddy excitement that bubbled within her, amplified by the revelation of expecting twins. She glanced around their bedroom, where memories of their shared moments seemed to embrace them.

"I still can't believe there are two tiny lives growing inside me," Suna confessed, her voice a mixture of awe and wonder.

Kaya chuckled, his eyes reflecting the same amazement. "I'm in awe too. It's like our own little miracle."

They gravitated towards the couch, sinking into its inviting cushions. Kaya gently pulled Suna into his arms, creating a cocoon of warmth and security. The journey ahead seemed to unfold before them, each day holding the promise of new discoveries.

"I can't wait to meet them," Kaya admitted, his hand tenderly resting on Suna's abdomen. "Two little beings who will have your eyes and my... well, I hope they get your patience."

Suna playfully nudged him. "And I hope they get your kindness and that charming smile of yours."

Kaya grinned, his eyes sparkling with affection. "We're going to be a family, Suna. A family that's a bit larger than we initially thought."

Suna nestled closer to him, relishing the soothing sensation of his arms around her. "I never thought our journey would take this turn, but I wouldn't have it any other way."

As they basked in the quiet joy of the moment, Suna's thoughts meandered to the future. The idea of raising two children brought a mixture of excitement and trepidation. Parenthood, with its challenges and joys, lay ahead, waiting to unfold like the chapters of a cherished story.

"I want to create a home filled with love," Suna murmured, her gaze fixed on a distant dream. "A place where our children feel safe, loved, and free to be themselves."

Kaya pressed a tender kiss on her forehead. "We will, Suna. We'll build a haven for our family, and we'll face everything together."

Kaya glanced at his phone as it rang, the display indicating an incoming call from his mother, Nukhet. A complex mix of emotions flickered across his face as he answered, knowing that his relationship with his mom was far from ordinary. Suna, who was nearby, noticed the change in his expression and approached, concern etched on her features.

"Hello, Mom," Kaya greeted cautiously.

Nukhet's voice crackled through the phone, her tone holding a mixture of warmth and a subtle undertone of disapproval. "Kaya, my dear, I heard the news. Suna is pregnant, isn't she?"Kaya hesitated for a moment, choosing his words carefully. "Yes, Mom, she is. We're expecting twins."

The line fell silent for a beat before Nukhet's voice returned, a certain sharpness seeping into her words. "Twins, you say? Well, that's quite something. I suppose I'll have to pay a visit."

Suna, sensing the tension, intertwined her fingers with Kaya's, offering silent support. She understood the complexities of Kaya's relationship with his mother, the challenges posed by Nukhet's Dissociative Identity Disorder (DID).

"Mom, it might not be the best time for a visit," Kaya suggested, glancing at Suna.

Nukhet's tone shifted, and it was as if another personality had taken the reins. "Oh, but I need to see my grandchildren."

Kaya's jaw tensed subtly, a reflection of the internal struggle he faced. "Mom, Suna and I are still figuring things out. A visit right now could be overwhelming."