"Ne zaman geldin? Nasıl geldin? Seni çok özledim yaa..." Amna engulfed Aysun in another hug.
[ When did you come? How did you come? İ missed you so much... ]
"Ya Allah..." Aysun tried pulling away from the bone-breaking hug.
Amna finally pulled away, smiling smugly at Aysun.
"Allah Allah. Kemiklerim kırılacak." Aysun rubbed her back.
[ Allah Allah. My bones will break. ]
"Bana ne..." Amna shrugged.
[ What is it to me... ]
"Tövbe tövbe... Tamam, yeter. Düğününüz ne zaman?" Aysun leaned forward, her curiosity piqued.
[ Repentance repentance... Okay, enough. When is your wedding? ]
"Bir hafta sonra..." Her smile dropped as she looked down at her lap, fiddling with the hem of her shirt.
[ One week later... ]
"Ne oldu?" Aysun asked reaching her hand out to hold Amna's.
[ What happened? ]
"Onu evlenmek istemiyor musun?" Aysun asked again upon Amna's lack of response.
[ You don't want to marry him? ]
Amna shook her head.
"O zaman?" Aysun was growing concerned.
[ Then? ]
"Biliyorsun... Beş yıl önce ne olduğunu biliyorsun..." Aysun just sighed at the response. That was the least thing she was expecting het it was still an important aspect of Amna's life.
[ You know... You know What happened five years ago... ]
"Amna... Canım, aşkım benim. O senin geçmişin, şimdiki zamanın değil." Aysun was gentle with her words, trying to make her understand.
[ Amna... Dear, my love. That's your past, not your present. ]
"Ama-" she was cut off before she could speak
[ But- ]
"Hayır. Bana bak. Ne olduğunu biliyorum. Ama o senin hatan değildi. O şerefsizin hataydı." Her words were sharp and comforting too.
[ No. Look at me. I know what happened. But that was not your fault. İt was that dishonorable person's fault. ]
"Unutsun onu yaa... Evleniyorsun... Çok daha iyi olacak biriyle. O şerefsizin yaptığı geçmişte kaldı ve senin suçun değil. Anladın mı beni?" She continued explaining while squeezing Amna's hand to comfort her.
[ Forget him... You're getting married... To someone better. What that dishonorable person did is in the past and it's not your fault. Do you understand me? ]
Amna nodded as she stared at her friend's face.
"Şu üzgün suratını bırak, beni hasta ediyor." Aysun stated sternly.
[ Drop that sad face, it's making me sick. ]
Amna chuckled at her friend's disgusted face and smiled.
"İyi mi?" Amna asked raising a brow.
[ İs it okay? ]
"Çok iyi." Aysun smiled back.
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