Jennie Kim, the heartthrob of his college, leaves every girl smitten, yet he remains unattainable. His nemesis is Lalisa Manoban, the queen bee and owner's daughter, engaged in a constant prank war. Little do they know, beneath the rivalry, Lalisa m...
Junaid Kim was asleep in his room when the door opened, and two beautiful three-year-old twin girls came in. They excitedly climbed onto the bed and sat on Junaid's back, as he was lying on his stomach.
The two kids shouted, "Baba, wake up!"
When Junaid heard the shouts of his beautiful twin daughters, he said, "You two need to get off my back first, then Baba will wake up."
One of the little girls giggled and said, "Okay, but you have to carry me to the living room, Baba."
The other one chimed in, "Me too, Baba."
Junaid sighed and said, "Okay, first get off, then Baba will carry both of you."
"Yay!" they both exclaimed excitedly and moved off his back, sitting at the side of the bed.
Junaid sat up and saw his two daughters smiling at him. He said, "Come here."
They both climbed onto Junaid’s lap. He kissed both of them on the cheeks and said, "Good morning, my princesses."
Nazli, who was born first by a few seconds, said, "Good morning, our king Baba."
Pari, who was born second, said, "Good morning, our hero Baba."
Junaid kissed them both on their foreheads, stood up carrying them, and walked out of the room.
"Baba, it’s Sunday! Please take us to the restaurant with you," Nazli said.
"Yeah, Baba, and we promise we won’t bother you," Pari added cutely.
Junaid smiled and said, "You both always say that, but you still end up causing trouble whenever we go to the restaurant."
"But have you noticed that lots of people come because of us, Baba?" Nazli said.
Junaid raised an eyebrow and asked, "Really?"
"Yeah, Baba, Nazli is right," Pari agreed.
"I know I can’t win an argument with you two, but I need to talk to you both about something important. That’s why we’re not going to the restaurant today," Junaid said.
"Hmm, what do you need to talk about, Baba?" Pari asked.
"First, let’s have breakfast, then we’ll talk," Junaid said.
"Okay," they both said cutely. Junaid smiled, then went to the kitchen and made a delicious breakfast for them.
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𝙹𝚞𝚗𝚊𝚒𝚍'𝚜 𝙿𝚘𝚟:
Five years ago, I came to Turkey with Hande Ercel. Hande took care of me, love me and I also love her a lot.
When I first arrived in Turkey, no one knew me, but now many people do. The people here are very nice, quite different from those in Korea. In Korea, most people are beautiful on the outside, but here, people are beautiful inside and out.
Well, a year after coming here, I found out that I had multiple personality disorder. I told Hande about my real identity, and she got me treated by the best doctor. Now, I am completely fine.
I don’t know how, but I fell in love with Hande within that year. That's why I married her. Soon after, I remembered my true identity and realized I couldn’t leave her because she was pregnant.
Even though I still love Lisa very much, I also love Hande. Hande and I have twin daughters, and we are a happy family. But we don’t live together because she is a mafia queen.
I have told her many times to leave this life, but she won’t because she says if she does, they will kill her and us too. But I can’t lose her, which is why I want her to leave this work.
I want to take my daughters to Korea and then emotionally blackmail Hande into leaving this life.
I don’t know what’s happening in Korea right now. Maybe everyone has their own families, and maybe Lisa is married too. Thinking about it hurts. Fate has played a cruel game with me, but I still pray for Lisa’s happiness, wherever she is and whoever she is with.
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I was lost in my thoughts when Nazli and Pari came running towards me. I told them, "Be careful, don't run around like that."
Nazli stood in front of me and said, "Baba, we’re here. What do you want to talk about?"
I looked at my beautiful daughters, the most precious gifts God has given me. "I want to take you both to Korea," I said. They looked at me with confused expressions.
"But Baba, Mama is here," Nazli said.
"Come here," I said, motioning for them to sit on my lap. They sat down, still looking at me with those big, curious eyes.
"Don't you want Mama to always be with us?" I asked.
"But Baba, Mama is in Izmir. How can she be with us?" Pari asked.
"Don't ask too many questions," I said with a smile. "If we go to Korea, we'll ask Hande to come with us, and Inshallah, she will agree."
"Okay, let's go then, Baba," they both said simultaneously, making me smile at their eagerness.
"Alright, we'll leave this evening. I've arranged everything," I told them.
"Okay, let's pack!" Pari said, showing her excitement.
"Oh yeah, let's go," I agreed. We headed to pack our things. I felt a mix of excitement and nervousness about going back to Korea. My heart was beating fast, especially at the thought of seeing Lisa again.
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