Eternal Bonds

8

"I don't see Tanju and Kulsum nowadays. Where are they?" I asked Nazli as we walked towards the changing room.

"Don't say their names. I am finally breathing peacefully. They are out of the country for some business affairs," Nazli said, and I chuckled.

"They will be back in a few weeks," she said, and I nodded.

"Ooh," I exclaimed as we walked into the changing room. "It would be better if they stay away from me. I can't control my anger around them, especially that Tanju." I sighed, and Nazli hummed.

"Ay, don't worry. Your husband owns this hospital after all," she nudged my arm, making me chuckle.

"You know me, Nazli. I don't need his power to protect myself. I am strong enough to protect my name on my own." I looked at her, and Nazli nodded.

"But come on. Just one word from Yazia and Mr. Min will burn down the whole world." She teased, and I blushed.

"Shut up," I smiled, removing my hijab.

"Mrs. Min is blushing," she teased, and we laughed together.

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"They didn't bother me much. They slept after you fed them," Yasir said, and I smiled, staring at the twins who were cutely sleeping on the couch.

Their lips formed a pout, and their chubby cheeks added to their cuteness. "Yasir, we will visit Eomma, and after that, we have to visit Zaim too," I looked back at him, and he frowned.

"Not Zaim's," he groaned, wrapping his arms around my waist. "You know that Sarafoglu will also be there." He looked at me, and I raised my eyebrow.

"And you like going to Eomma's because Hande is present there," I acted serious, and he furrowed his eyebrows.

"When did I say this?" he asked, and I shrugged. "I don't know. Your actions say that," I said, collecting the scattered toys from the floor. He held my forearm, making me face him. I secretly chuckled.

"This is clearly an accusation, Mrs. Min, and I do not tolerate accusations," he whispered, looking into my eyes. "Now what will you do, Mr. Min?" I asked, and he smiled, running his tongue over his lips.

"I will have to clear this misunderstanding, Mrs. Min," he leaned in as he whispered against my ear. "I will have to show you that Mohammad Yasir has eyes just for his Yazia. He only loves Yazia and only thinks about her. It's quite offending how some people like to spread such baseless rumors," he looked back at me.

"I mean, look at Yazia and then look at Hande. No comparison. No one can replace my queen," he said, making me blush as I lowered my lashes. "Now you have accused me. I will have to clear this. I will have to show you that Yasir only belongs to Yazia and Yazia is just Yasir's. Every inch. Mine to love, mine to protect, mine to provide," he added, making me chuckle.

"Stop being cheesy," I pushed him gently, and he held my hands. "You call me cheesy. Allah! I am just expressing how much I love you verbally, or do you want me to express it physically?" he smirked, making my cheeks burn. "Shameless man," I pushed him away, and he chuckled.

"I will give a reply to this once we get home." He pushed his hair back, and I chuckled, picking up the toys from the floor.

"Hurry up, or else we will be late," I said as I packed the toys in the bag, and he hummed.

"Calm down, love. We still have the whole day left. It's just 12:00 p.m.," he glanced at the wall clock, and I sighed.

"We have to visit Eomma too, you know," I stood up and looked at him. He held my arm.