All roads leads to you, even those I took to forget you
┈ Mahmud Darvesh
It's been four years.... Four years of pain and grief.... Four years of sorrow and regret... Four years of silent love and wistful.... Yes Cüneyd Effendi Gunday was regretting his decision he made in past. He regret it alot but there's nothing he could do in order to bring zeynep back.... She left him. As she should because he was the one who refused to understand her... He was the one who blamed her for everything without knowing that everything was just a meshwork of feyza... But now it was so late to call zeynep again... She left him... To France... To complete her dreams... And... Cüneyd Effendi? He was still waiting for her at home as he waits for his mom... The two women in his life and both left him... One was misfortune and other was his own fault.... And he was ready to do everything for zeynep to come back but.... But he doesn't want her to think him as selfish person... He already hurt her so much and now he was not going to do something that will make zeynep more sadden from him. And that's why... he was waiting.... Waiting for her to come back... From four years.... And he himself don't know that how much he will be waiting for her.
Anyway she was still his wife and he was still her husband. They didn't divorce. She just left for France and he never tried to contact her. Zeynep on the other hand also never tried to contact him or call him. They were silent from each other's side for four years. Both of them were waiting for the other one to talk first.
Cüneyd believes that he can't be happy in his life. The people he loved, left him one by one. First his mother and then his beloved wife. He became silent by time. His mental health was same, unstable. Levent tried to contact him and ask him for treatment but Cüneyd refused. He refused for every hand that comes to cure him. He stopped going outside so much. He did not go to mosque too. His was spending his life, alone in his house. Sadi tried to make him go outside. He came to Cüneyd's house too. Not just one time but many times. Feyza tried to make him love her. She tried everything she could but she failed. Everyone failed to make Cüneyd do whatever they want.
It was noon, The sun was on the spear. The temperature was quite high today. There was a normal activity in the madrasa Little girls were seen carrying Quran. Faiza was walking proudly in the hallway. She now managed more than half of the madrasa system. Her father was looking for good proposals for her marriage. But there was no possibility of her marriage. I will go to see Cüneyd today! Feyza said to her mother who was walking with her. There is no need of it, If your father finds out, no one can save you this time. Her mother said strictly. She could not let Feyza make this mistake this time. Last time her father just raised his hand but didn't slapped her. This time Feyza will definitely be slapped on the face by Sadi. Her mother was worried about it but feyza didn't care about it. Since nobody was able to stop her, not even her mom. She was becoming more and more stubborn and mean-spirited. I will go to his home and will give him meal just. I'm not going to do something there. Feyza said as she turned to her mother. Feyza! Her mother said strictly again but she cut off her mother. Mom! I'm not going to listen to you anymore. I love Cüneyd and nobody can stop me to get him this time! That Zeynep ran away God knows where and when nobody was there for Cüneyd, I was! I'm! And I'm not giving up this time! Feyza announced her decision and left.
Cüneyd was sitting in the lounge reading a book. Books always reminded him of Zeynep. So whenever he wanted to be close to Zeynep, he used to pick up books. He would sit near the books for hours and read them. The smell of books was like the smell of Zeynep's body. Or did he think so? He still hadn't made that decision in those four years. He was busy reading a book when the doorbell rang. He ignored it at first. But when the bell rang again, he got angry. He didn't like anyone bothering him while reading books. He put the book on the table and got up and walked towards the door.
He didn't know who would be in front of him, but whoever it was would scold him, that was his intention.
But when he opened the door, all his anger went out like air of balloon. The hot afternoon suddenly turned cold. Spring had come in summer. Zeynep had come. After four years.... After four years of separation, finally she had come. Zeynep was standing at his front door after four years. Cüneyd didn't even blink for once. He thought he is dreaming. It might be a dream.... Because she always comes in his dreams....
I started writing about my halal ship, CunZey and I don't know what I'll be writing in this story. No criticism allowed. If you don't like them simply skip it. Have a good day/night.
