Betrayal To Bliss

Together forever

It was the arrival of winter in Istanbul, and the chill in the air was palpable. Sanem stood by the window, watching as her daughter Aiynur scampered across the courtyard, Emre in playful pursuit. Sanem couldn't help but smile at the sight – her niece and brother-in-law were inseparable, their laughter filling the crisp morning air.

Just then, Daphne emerged from the kitchen, a steaming mug in her hand. "Morning!" she called out, handing the coffee to Sanem.

"Thanks," Sanem replied, exchanging a warm smile with her sister-in-law. The two women often found themselves in this spot, discussing the joys and challenges of motherhood, the ebb and flow of their relationships, and their dreams for the future.

Sanem was in the middle of a story about Aiynur's latest adventure when the front gate creaked open, and Leila, Sanem's sister, came into view, followed closely by Osman. Sanem gasped, a mixture of surprise and delight crossing her features, and she rushed towards Leila, pulling her into a tight embrace.

"Leila!" Sanem exclaimed, her eyes shining with tears of joy. "You're home!" She noticed the glistening wedding ring on Leila's finger and her heart swelled with happiness for her sister.

Yes,Leila and Osman married a year ago.

Leila waved, a radiant smile lighting up her face. "I have so much to tell you," she said, her voice carrying a hint of excitement.

As the family gathered around the breakfast table, the air was charged with a palpable energy – the kind that comes with the arrival of a long-lost loved one, and the anticipation of the stories and memories they bring with them.

Jan made his way downstairs, looking dashing in his casual attire. As he joined the rest of the family at the breakfast table, he was pleasantly surprised to see Leila already there, greeting him with a warm "Good morning!"

Osman cleared his throat and announced that he and Leila were finally able to take their long-awaited honeymoon trip. "Due to my busy schedule, we couldn't do it earlier, but now that I'm free, we're planning to go to Rome," he said, his eyes sparkling with excitement. "And Leila has an idea - she wants Emre and Daphne to come with us!"

Jan's eyebrows shot up at the news. He knew that Emre and Leila had reconciled their differences and were now good friends, their past awkwardness completely dissolved. "That's wonderful!" he exclaimed. "I'm sure you'll all have a fantastic time in Rome."

Daphne chimed in, her face lit up with a beaming smile. "I'd love to join you! It'll be so much fun to explore the city together."

Turning to Sanem, Jan couldn't resist a playful tease. "So, my dear, how about a second honeymoon for us?" he asked, his eyes sparkling with mischief.

Sanem shot him a playful glare, about to retort, when their young daughter, Aiynur, piped up, "Baba, what's a honeymoon?"

The adults couldn't help but chuckle at the innocent question, and Sanem took the opportunity to redirect the conversation, leaving Jan's teasing remark unanswered for the moment." Umm baby it's honey present in the moon. Uncle and aunty are going to find that honey!"

Later that day, Daphne was standing at the kitchen sink, washing the dishes. Suddenly, she felt a pair of strong arms wrap around her waist from behind. She froze, immediately recognizing the familiar touch.

"Emre," she whispered, her heart racing. "What are you doing?"

Emre nuzzled his face against her neck, his stubble tickling her skin. "Wasn't I promised a honeymoon today, my dear wife?" he murmured in a low, teasing tone. Clearly referring to her enthusiasm shown at the breakfast table.