19 - From Verona to South Africa

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Well with Jean home we got a few things ready in preparation for our new baby. And so the day dawned on the seventeenth of February, at two PM in the afternoon little Bulut was born. Our second boy weight a full three-point two kilograms at birth. Much bigger than his older brother. After a week in the hospital, we could finally go home where my parents flew in from South Africa to come and meet their new grandson.

When we arrived home my parents and Jean's parents were all here. They fussed over him and can't get over the fact of what a thick head of dark brown hair he has. He was passed around from grandparent to grandparent. I got all my things set all over our room and when I got back downstairs I got the washing machine going as I am doing our mountain of laundry.

As is tradition here in Turkey we all ate a nice family lunch together. Then while we all talked I told Jean that Mr. Povlo called me while I was in the hospital and what to talk to us. So we invited both our sets of parents to go out that way with us. So we searched for train tickets but nothing everything was booked so we got everyone plane tickets instead.

Two days later the eight of us flew out to Verona. We took our van and drove home. We got to the farm and it looks amazing. The Vinyard looks stunning. We all got settled in the house and we let Povlo know that we are here if he wants to come over and talk. He came over and drove Jean and me over to the warehouse were we make our wines. He showed us all the vats of wines that are busy aging and there were at least fifty if not more from our last seasons harvest. I can't believe that we got all this produce from our small speak of land. If the wines sell great maybe we can expand and buy out the neighboring farm next door.

Then he showed us why we are here there us a problem with one of the five firmament tanks and we need to fix almost the whole tank so we got the people that installed the tanks for us to come out and fix the problem. It took them four days to fix everything and five thousand Euros later the tank is fixed and up and running again. They also serviced the other four tanks for us. Now they everything is as it should be again we drove back to the house where Yusef is keeping his grandfather's busy and grandma Yaman is holding Bulut. He is crying because it is his feeding time. I took him off her hands and walked up to our room. The rest of our time here in Verona was nice. I got quite a lot of my novels finished and I started to edit some of them. As I finish them I send them off to the different publishing houses in London and in Istanbul.

After two weeks in Verona, we all went our separate ways. Jean, the boys and I, we flew back to Istanbul so Jean can start filming his movie. My parents let me know they got home okay. My parents in law were going on a cruise for their anniversary. A gift from Jean and me. Bulut started to cry and I go and see to him while Yusef is watching an animation movie downstairs. I took care of my newborn and sat down feeding him. Before I started to rock Bulut asleep I walked with him in my arms down to where Yusef was still watching TV and I sat in rocking Bulut to sleep. Oznur came round for a visit as I lay little Bulut down in his stroller in the living room.

'Oh, my gosh he is so adorable. You two really do make little angels.' Oznur spoke and she looks like she is going to burst out in tears.

'Hey, what is wrong?' I asked her as I took her hand.

'We broke our engagement.'

'What no? What happened?' I asked as we sit down and she cracks.

'He... He slept around with a handful of woman while we were engaged. How can I ever trust a man like that even if I forgive him? I will always have my suspicions when we do get married and that is really not how I want to live my life.'

'I am so sorry. Good thing you found this out before you got married then after you tied the knot.' She just nods her head as I hand her the box of tissues from the end table. She took a few tissues and dried her tears. 

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