Lined Notebook Diary

Part 3: The Afternoon Massage

While sitting like this, I was looking at the nonsense on TV.

"Here I came"

I saw Figen, with both hands stretched, holding her palms out towards my face. Cold hands stuck to my face, and a  detergent's heavy smell. As I tried to escape and save my now whining cheeks because of her icy hands, she fell on me and eventually we were lying on the couch locked in a close embrace position.

"Crazy, I'm frozen."

"I took over the role of motherhood, not easy being a mother, sometimes you feel cold, and sometimes you feel ..."

Shee had cut his sentence in half, I think I was left to wonder why he cut the sentence like a movie character, leaving aside the discomfort (!) Of the body she had laid on me. I was looking at her face from bottom to top, trying to catch her eyes, but she was turning her eyes away for the first time.

I tried to push it by saying "Uff, get up a little." Meanwhile, I happened to push her by holding the hulking breasts tucked inside her blouse. I don't know whether she was upset because she was uncomfortable with this contact or because she thought I was really distressed.

"Yeah, sometimes?" I asked.

"What sometimes?"

"You said: It is hard to be a mother just now, sometimes you feel cold, sometimes ... And cut it in half"

"First of all, I didn't say that you will feel cold sometimes."

"What did you say"

She said with a smile: "Sometimes you feel cold".

"What about, whatever! Eh?"

"I was just being silly, Gizem."

"I didn't believe I want you to know that."

"Sometimes you burn."

"How so ?"

"Hahaha!"

"What did I do to burn you?"

"I was just being silly, Gizem! Why are you looking for a reason, a reason, a logic and a functioning scheme?"

"All right."

"It burns, my back burns, so it hurts, everywhere hurts."

"Are you going to be sick or be careful?"

"No, my massage has arrived."

"Did you get your message?"

"My massage, mas-sage"

"You want massage?"

"Yeah, that was just the surprise. So I would like to be surprised, you were going to do the surprises now, this was the surprise I ordered for dishwashing."

"Hmm ... Now you want me to seriously massage you?"

"Yes, but I don't have much face to ask for such a thing."

"Why is that?"

"It's a troublesome job, I know, but I'd do it if you wanted it."

"Then do it !"

"Hahaha!"

"I want it, Figen, massage me."

"First I wanted, Gizem."

"Hmm .."

Where did the idea of massage come from ..? But looking at her face, it immediately became clear that she would really like it. She must have been a little bit of a pampered girl, though I thought she was my only real friend at school, how tiring a massage session could be.