Longing or betrayal

☆Your emerald eyes are pillar of my heart!☆

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Güzide separated herself from Sezai's warm arms when heard the hated, familiar voice.
S: This man is still able to come here! -shook his head in his disbelief. -You just stay here, I take care of him. -he was about to wake up from the bed when Güzide pulled him back slightly by the arm.
G: Sezai.. I will take care of him. I want to talk to him now. It will be the last conversation with him to me. But, now I have to finish it with him! Please.. don't do anything just stay here. I will also come back to you. -took his hand in her and said every word with care and calmly.
S: Güzide...-looked at her as she stood up and ready to go down.
G: Please dear. -nodded to him and smiled back which calmed Sezai a little. She went down and left alone him in her room.
S: You can't imagine, how I'm worried when you talk with him. -looked after her while she went down and he back to the room. Stepped to the window and looked out. The dark clouds covered the starry sky and just the light of the lamps lit up the whole garden of the house. From the window the whole room reflected and then Sezai glanced at the bedside table and saw her photo on it. He was looking if from afar after walked there and took it up. She was sitting in a chair and her head was turned to the right side and laughing so much as someone said to her a joke. Meanwhile the little Ozan was sitting in her lap. The man looked at the picture with admire and longing.

Güzide reached the living room where all of them was there already. She saw her son tried to control his anger and not to attack his own father.
Oz: Go away! Don't you dare to hold accountable my mom! Because of you... -then Güzide interrupted him.
G: Ss, Ozan! Don't shout.. -then turned to Tarik. -It's time to talk, Tarik. Go to the greenhouse! -pointed to the door to leave the house.
Oz: Mom, you don't need to explain him anything! -looked at his mother in disbelief.
Ü: If I were you, I wouldn't talk to such a bastard! -pointed at Tarik with full of anger. 
G: Ss, Ümit! Please! -raised her finger to her lips to be silence while push Tarik out.
N: Calm down and go to sleep already! -warned Ümit and Ozan. -Güzide exactly know what she is doing! -said it with a little outraged.

Greenhouse:
G: I couldn't have imagined that we would talk again a few days ago...
T: How are you, Güzide? I'm worried about you.  -his voice completely changed as he regretted his bad actions.
Güzide looked away and laughed at his question.
G: What is it, Tarik? What is this question, what is this regret? -paused and stepped closer to him with deadly serious look. -Maybe I should have to cry, raging or be crazy by this pain what you caused to me. However, I can't cry, I can't! This pain is more anguish than I just cry in the corner or attack you or kill you! Your actions already strengthened me. But this last -paused and looked at his eyes without any fear or sway. -your last action killed you in my eyes! You were able to tear Murat away from me, without knowing him! What kind of dad you are? Hm? How could I live with you for 35 years?
T: Güzide.. please let to explain...-interrupted him right away.
G: Enough! I don't want to listen anything from your dirty mouth! -raised her voice but tried to stay calm, so turned her voice to a calm tone. - I want with you a last meeting, but you came to here. Tell me where is Murat's grave. -looked away from him and sat down as she felt the strength started to left her.
T: I came here also because of it. -stepped to the table where her flowers were and put down an address. -This is the cemetery.. -looked at her and the tears of regret came to his eyes while lowered his head. -I..I didn't want to this happen, Güzide..
G: Don't say anything Tarik. -looked at the address from afar and continued to speak without looking away from it. -It won't help, nothing help from now on. Your pride was more important than your real son! You aren't a father, just a cruel man who interested in money and pride. -gained her strength and stood up. -You are dead in my eyes! -as she said out this sentence took the address from the table and left alone Tarik. The man just stood and looked after her with regretting, teary eyes.