"Zeynep..."
"Hey, my love..."
"Zeynep..." Halil Ibrahim calls... "What were you thinking about? I've called you several times but you didn't reply..." Halil Ibrahim looks at her closely while wiping her tears. He holds her face with both of his hands waiting for her reply, Zeynep slightly nodes in confusion. She has no idea how she got there and no idea how Halil Ibrahim would be right in front of her eyes even after she walked out on him. It was a hospital room, there was a nurse and a doctor. Halil Ibrahim stood right next to Zeynep and he looked quite anxious, "Halil Ibrahim, what are we doing here?" Zeynep asks.
Halil Ibrahim looks at her then gives her a bright smile, then he grabs her hand and gives it a warm kiss. Zeynep can't understand what's going on then suddenly she feels this sharp pain in her stomach. She lets out a loud scream followed by deep breathes, then the doctor calls, "Zeynep, we just need you to do two more strong pushes and we'll be done here... I'll count to three and you give me your best two pushes ok..."
Zeynep was flabbergasted but there was no time to ask questions because the baby was already coming. Halil Ibrahim comes to her, he holds her hand tightly then look towards the doctor as she continues focusing on delivering their child. Zeynep let's out two loud screams, she scratches Halil's hand from squeezing it with all her might. There was a life coming out of her, it has always been their wish. That moment seemed like her life was being snatched from her but yet she couldn't stop pushing the one inside her to the world. Halil Ibrahim might have as well cried tears of joy, his eyes were watery and he didn't know whom to focus on. All these were through joy, the most absolute joy that is the fruit of their love. He comforted Zeynep and cheered for her, he also gave her strength not even minding the pain on his hand.
The room once filled with Zeynep's screams now was filled with their new born baby's cries. "Such a healthy baby boy..." The doctor said. Zeynep was sweating buckets but Halil jumped and gave her several kisses on her cheeks and forehead. He let go of her hand then ran to the doctor to hold the baby, the doctor handed the child to him after she had covered him with a shoal. She congratulates them once more then she hands him to Halil Ibrahim. The child cries as he falls into his dad's arms, such a pure and innocent soul finally made it's entrance into this cruel world. Zeynep heard him cry, he cried even more and despite Halil Ibrahim trying to get him to stop crying his cries got even louder.
"Zeynep... he's so handsome..." Halil Ibrahim says with a smile on his face.
"Here... Let me hold him then..."Zeynep asks anxiously.
"I think he looks so much like you than me, love..." Halil ignores.
"Halil Ibrahim, bring him here... Let me hold him too..." Zeynep insists.
"You want to see him, don't you?" Halil Ibrahim asks.
"Yeah... I want to see him and hold him as well..." Zeynep replies.
"Then wake up Zeynep... wake up my love... wake up and meet our son..." Halil says
"Wake up..." Halil's voice echoed while Zeynep slowly opened her eyes. She blinks several times so she can bring back clear images to her eyes. She realizes she's on a bed and when she tries to get out of the bed, she finds out she's bound to it. "What happened?" she wonders, how did she end up with her hands tied down to the bed...? She tries to free herself but nothing works, right by the window stands a man. Quite tall and in a suit, he stands facing the window and his back facing Zeynep. He looks like he's carrying something in one of his hand while the other is in his trouser pocket. The man seems to hear Zeynep struggling but he is not phased by it, rather he seems amused by something else through the window.
