"Check the door, Leyla." said Hazal from kitchen in her high pitched voice.
"Surpriseeee" Mindy shouted.
Hazal came excitedly from kitchen as she recognized the voice of her high-school and college friend."I thought you were coming next week", Hazal said with joy. "Yeah, but how would have I surprised you then, hazelnut?", replied Mindy as she gave her handbag and overcoat to Leyla.
Both of them hugged tightly & later sat in the messy lounge. Leyla went into the kitchen to prepare something for the guest."so, where's Ozan and the baby?", asked Mindy as she raised her left eyebrow.
"They are at my mommy's and I'm busy cleaning this mess.I've not taken a breath since we moved here. Last house was small but I was relaxed." ,replied Hazal.
Both of them talked for hours, the memories of high-school and college, the crushes on boys, those spiteful sneaky girls and that incident which landed them away from Ayla.
" She did not have to do that. We stopped her, right? ", said Mindy with her big eyes moving around & fingers tapping her thigh like playing a piano.
Hazal took a heavy breath and asked : Do you think they ended up together? I mean even after that? " She took a pause and asked another as she put a clip on her curly blonde hair " Do you think we gave up too early? or we could've gotten in touch with if we tried harder? "
The bell rings.
" I forgot my keys here in this mess. ", Ozan said looking towards the baby in his arms after Leyla opened the door.
"Look who's here?", Hazal said with joy & stood up.
"Merhaba, eniştem! That's how you say" Hello, brother-in-law " in Turkish, right?" Mindy giggled.Ozan kept on standing clueless, waiting for a signal from Hazal as it was first time he saw Mindy out of photographs.
Hazal stepped towards the baby and whispered "Mindy" to Ozan.
"Yeah, you're right, Ms. SOS", he smiled."Oh My God, you told him SOS story? You're so dead Hazal" asked Mindy as she went on to hold the baby.
Hazal & Mindy sat again on the sofa after Ozan went to bedroom with baby and Leyla took the leave.
"You're staying, right?", asked Hazal after she locked the doors.
"Of course! I didn't come all the way from Manhatten to İstanbul for one day. I'm not going until you divorce this bummer.", said Mindy while taking off her shoes."Sssshhh", Hazal reacted immediately & threw a cushion at her. "He'll hear and by the way he's hired as drummer in Murat Boz's next concert so everything will sort out eventually."
"What will sort out? Your rich daddy paid for this house. He would've never agreed for this moron if it weren't for the baby.", said Mindy annoyingly laying on the sofa.
Both of them went onto the lane of memories unaware of time and surrounding.
There were giggles, there were tears." God! I wonder if things could be different. Ayla could be here with us too. ", wished Hazal wiping tears from her deep blue eyes. "Do you ever wonder if we had never lived that night or even the whole damn week like that, we could be still all together in Manhatten?
I mean I had never planned in college to return to Turkey for good. I'm sure Ayla had no plan of returning to Pakistan either. Did she really return?
My God, we don't know a thing. How did we come to this point, Min? "
Their love was so great that it scared me if I ever feel that way with someone. He used to treat her like a princess. No matter how much he did, it was never enough for him. He wanted to love her more & more and make efforts for her even more.
Do you think they ended up together? After that? hmm?
Mindy?
Mindy?
Mindy snores.
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Tangy Manhattan
General FictionA night changes the lives of three friends for ever.