There was great excitement in the company from the very morning - Efe employees were expected to arrive during the day, and in the evening there was to be a small party for both Turkish and Italian groups. From the very morning Leyla and Erdam, in consultation with Seyfi, coordinated the preparations in the Bolat's garden. Aydan Hanim was in her heaven - a lot was happening and it allowed her to forget about her husband's sadness. She could not calmly watch as Alptekin constantly agonizing over this matter with the florist. She liked this girl, true, but she didn't fit into their family. She was so energetic, spontaneous and too plain. She, Aydan Bolat, couldn't let anyone like that come into her family. Therefore, she believes that her son did the right thing. In her opinion, he should try Selin again so that their families could finally be reunited. They are both beautiful, young, smart - they lack nothing. He does not understand what is also the obstacle. After all, this florist was just a game. And although Serkan said that he loved her, she as a mother did not believe him. After all, who are the Bolats, and who is such a florist? There is no manners, sophistication and education. No, this girl will not be her daughter-in-law. No way. She will not allow it.
"Seyfi, when is the band coming?"
"Aydan Hanim are on their way. They should be there in about 20 minutes."
"Lovely. All guests confirmed their arrival?"
"Almost everyone," Seyfi replied, glancing at the tablet.
"I don't have confirmation from 3 people from Art Life yet"
"I'm sure they will all come. After all, this party is being organized by Serkan, and who doesn't like my handsome son?"
Aydan looked at her employee and, without waiting for a reply, headed for only her known direction.
Immediately after returning from Antalya, Eda went to meet the clients. After settling all the changes that the customers expected, she finished the meeting and went home, where her friends and aunt were waiting for her. The women were worried about their beloved Ed. She left full of sadness and dismay and returned full of energy that had never been seen before. The brunette was driven by optimism, strength and determination.
"Eda? Eda !! Hello!" The girls surrounded her friend and hugged tightly.
"Why didn't you give a sign of your life? We were dying for you, Dada!" Melo, full of emotions, couldn't find a place for herself.
"I understand, broken heart, I went through it myself but this way? Dada, you can't. You have us, Aunt Ayfer, and you can't forget about us. You know we'll help you, right?"
"Sorry. I needed time to think about all of this. I had to stop for a moment and think about what to do next." Eda looked at familiar worried faces.
"The last few weeks have been very hard for me. But take it easy. I'm already at a point in my life that nothing will break me."
"Edaci, what about work? Will you still work with Serkan?" Aunt Ayfer anxiously asked the question each girl wanted to ask.
"Evet, I'll keep working. Why would I stop? Because I broke up with Serkan? Because I hate him? Serkan Bolat won't get rid of me so easily from his life. He will still regret making my heart to pieces."
"Iste bu! My Ed! Keep going girl. No guy is worth your tears." Fifi praised her friend.
"How do you feel after visiting your parents?" Ceren walked over and took the brunette's hand.
"Kizlar, you know how hard this is for me. We don't talk about it."
"Tamam as you wish."
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Non-FictionTHE STORY IS FICTION, ITS NOT CONNECTED TO THE EPISODES PRESENTED ON FOX CHANNEL. Two weeks have passed since Eda and Serkan split up. They both suffer a lot - Eda still doesn't understand how Serkan could have done it - first he prevented her from...
