Strawberry Spell

Chapter 1

As they say sometimes miracles are right around the corner but you are unable to see. That is what is going on with me. As I was about to leave; all of my hopes and the doorwas shutting for good. Giving everything up.

An angel rang the bell or more likely lets just say my fate was standing there right outside my door step.

'Hi, I'm Sanem and this is my story.' If you don't believe in miracles then you are welcome to my world. Where everything was striking down. And I was moving away from all of my dreams. And then the door bell started ringing with a miracle that I couldn't say no to and had to accept.  Though the offer was dangerous but I didn't have much of a choice but to say yes to the role of playing a love game.

'You don't understand? No problem let me walk you through this entire journey. Come on walk down with me..'

Present day

"Do we choose our love or does love choose us?"

"Sanem, what are you reading?"

"Mom, I'm reading this new novel. It's very exciting. Have you ever thought about loving someone beyond the limits?"

"No, I don't. And you shouldn't too. Now get out of your cloud-nine and back to human world, where you have an interview today to get a job." Said mom.

"Oh God! Right... the interview. I'm so sorry I totally forgot." I rushed towards my closet. "What will I wear today? I'm not even sure." I asked myself while throwing everything out of my closet.

"No, I don't have anything good, mom. I'm going to fail this interview."

When there was no reply I turned around and saw I was standing all alone by myself asking random questions to myself. 'Again she must have left for work.'

If it wasn't for Mr. Omar then we both would have been living on the streets. Aunt Esra was kind enough to find mom a housekeeping job here. Mr. Omar has not just let me live here but also paid my collage tuition fee. I'm very thankful to them but I can't live here forever. I need to find myself a proper job so that I can settle myself down and find a better place for my mother as well.

Whose always working. She starts in morning and by the evening she is extremely tired. Though there are Aunt Esra, her husband (Uncle Sinan) and their son, Serdar.

"Are you ready, Sanem?" Someone was knocking on the door and yelling my name. "I'll be right outside, Serdar. Will you just wait?" I yelled back. "You are already late." He said with annoyance in his voice. "Okay Okay! I'm all ready just let me take my coat." I plead.

I went to the kitchen to say my hi's and byes together. "Sanem, just take this with you. You are not leaving without breakfast!" Mom said angrily. "I love you, mom. You are the best." I kissed her and left.

Aunt Esra: She is like a turbulent. Always either late or in hurry.

"Girls are always like this, Esra." My mom reassured. "By the way, Zeynep (my mom), I think we should find a good spouse for our girl. Look at her she is all grownup." She said in awe. "Sure, but first let her find a perfect job, Esra." My mom reassured again.

"Serdar, you are always in a hurry." I reproached him, "You know how busy I am! If it wasn't for your interview then you would have been using the most famous Istanbul transport." He said teasingly. "Oh God. Then I would have been stuck in the traffic. Anyhoo, have you planted the orchid I brought!?" I asked excitingly. "Yes, I did. You know I'm not just a gardener."  He said teasingly. "Yeah I know that you are a good driver too. Drive fast now, will you?" I laughed.