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Arjuman Shaheen

Part 1: The Girl In The Rain. 😌

Rain poured endlessly over Istanbul, turning the bright city lights into blurry reflections across the empty streets.🌧️✨ Inside a black car, Sukru Ozyildiz drove silently through the night, exhausted from another long day filled with cameras, fake smiles, and ppl who only loved the famous version of him. Everyone thought he had the perfect life 😌💫 fame, success, popularity but deep inside, his heart carried a loneliness he nvr showed to anyone. Sometimes even crowded rooms felt empty to him. 🥀
On the other side of the road stood Cemre Gumeli under a weak flickering streetlight completely drenched in rain while tightly holding ruined flowers in her trembling hands. 💔🌹Tears rolled endlessly down her cheeks as painful memories replayed in her mind agn and agn. Just a few hours ago, she thought tonight would become the happiest night of her life… but instead, she discovered that the man she trusted for years had been cheating on her. Her entire world shattered within seconds. 🥺
The cold wind wrapped around her fragile figure while ppl passed by without even noticing her pain. Yet somehow… Sukru noticed her instantly. His car stopped at the red signal and his eyes slowly landed on the lonely girl standing in the rain. For a moment, everything around him became strangely silent. No city noise. No rushing thoughts. Just her. ✨💓
As if sensing someone staring, Cemre slowly looked up and their eyes met for the very first time.👀 Only a few seconds passed, yet those seconds felt unusually heavy… almost like two broken souls silently recognizing each other without saying a single word. Sukru had met countless beautiful ppl in his life, but there was something painfully real hidden inside her tear filled eyes. Something that pulled him toward her in a way he couldn’t explain. 🥀✨
Meanwhile, Cemre quickly looked away, embarrassed and heartbroken, unaware that the stranger sitting inside that car was abt to change her life forever. Neither of them knew that this rainy night was not just another coincidence… it was the beginning of a story filled with love, healing, heartbreak, destiny and a bond that would slowly turn two strangers into each other’s entire world. 🥺💞

To Be Continued…💓👀

PART 2: THE GIRL IN THE RAIN.😌

The traffic signal had already turned green twice… yet Sukru still hadn’t moved his car an inch. Cars behind him honked impatiently, but their noises felt distant compared to the strange heaviness inside his chest.😣 His eyes remained fixed on the girl standing under the weak streetlight across the road.🥀
Rain continued falling mercilessly over Istanbul, soaking Cemre completely while she hugged herself tightly, trying to hide both from the cold and from the heartbreak slowly destroying her inside.🥺🤗 The ruined flowers in her hands looked almost symbolic now… like a perfect representation of what her love story had become. 💔🌹
Sukru slowly tightened his grip on the steering wheel.
He didn’t know her.
Didn’t know her name.
Didn’t know why her tears affected him this much.🥺
But for some reason… driving away suddenly felt impossible.
Before he could stop himself, he grabbed the black umbrella resting beside him and stepped out of the car into the heavy rain. 🌧️☔
Cold drops instantly soaked his clothes, yet he barely noticed. His entire attention stayed on the fragile girl standing alone only a few steps away from him now.🙂‍↕️ Cemre sensed someone approaching and nervously looked up.👀✨ For a moment, confusion crossed her tear filled face when she realized it was the same stranger from the car.
Sukru stopped in front of her silently.
Neither of them spoke.
The rain filled the silence between them.
Then slowly… he lifted the umbrella above her head. ☔🥺
“You’ll get sick,” he said softly.
His voice was calm, deep, strangely comforting.
Cemre blinked in surprise. Out of all the people passing by tonight, why was this stranger being kind to her? Why did his eyes look at her as if he understood her pain without asking questions? 💔✨
“I’m okay,” she whispered weakly, though her trembling voice betrayed her completely.
Sukru glanced at the ruined flowers in her hands before looking back into her eyes. Something inside him hurt seeing her like this.🥺
“No,” he replied quietly. “You’re not.”
Those simple words almost shattered the little strength Cemre had left. 🥺
Because for the first time tonight…
someone noticed.
Noticed the pain she had been trying so hard to hide.😣
Cemre quickly looked away, embarrassed by the tears escaping her eyes again. “Why are you helping me?” she asked softly.
For a second, Sukru didn’t know how to answer.
Because honestly…
he was asking himself the exact same thing.🤷
“I don’t know,” he admitted with a small tired smile. “I just couldn’t leave.”
And somehow, that sentence felt far more personal than it should have. 🌧️❤️
The cold wind blew around them while the city lights reflected beautifully across the wet streets of Istanbul. For the first time that night, Cemre’s breathing slowly calmed. His presence felt strangely safe… dangerous in the softest way possible.😮‍💨
A taxi suddenly stopped nearby.
Cemre looked at it before glancing back at Sukru. “I should go,” she whispered.
For reasons he couldn’t explain, disappointment instantly settled inside his chest.😞
She slowly stepped toward the taxi before suddenly stopping.
Turning back toward him, she hesitated for a moment and softly said
“Thank you… stranger.” 🥺✨
Then she disappeared inside the taxi and drove away into the rainy night.
Sukru stood there silently long after the car vanished from sight.
Rain continued soaking him completely, yet he didn’t move.🫠
Because somehow…
a girl he met only for a few minutes had already left a mark on his heart. 💔🌧️
Meanwhile inside the taxi, Cemre looked back through the fogged window one last time and saw him still standing there under the rain… watching her leave.😟
And for the first time after her heartbreak…
her chest hurt for a completely different reason. 🥺✨

That rainy night refused to leave Sukru alone. 🥀
Even after reaching home, changing clothes, and trying to sleep, one image kept replaying inside his mind again and again.
A girl standing silently in the rain holding broken flowers while heartbreak hid inside her eyes. 💔🌧️
It made no sense to him.
He had met countless people in his life glamorous actresses, models, celebrities. Yet somehow, a complete stranger standing beneath a weak streetlight affected him more than anyone ever had.
And honestly?
That scared him a little. 😟
Meanwhile, on the other side of Istanbul, Cemre Gümeli sat near her bedroom window wrapped inside a blanket while heavy rain continued outside.🌧️
Her heart still hurt from betrayal.
The pain still felt fresh.😣
But strangely…
between all those painful thoughts, the face of the mysterious man inside the black car kept appearing too. ✨
The way he looked at her wasn’t pity.
Wasn’t judgment.
It felt like concern.
Real concern. 🥀❤️‍🩹
Cemre immediately shook her head trying to stop herself from thinking nonsense.
“He’s just a stranger,” she whispered softly.
But deep down…
something about that moment felt important somehow. 🥺✨

To Be Continued… 😌

Note: I rewrote the parts that got deleted, and here you go.✨😌♥️ Have a look at my latest post it contains all the parts of the story.✨🩵

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Final Part: The Girl In The Rain. 😌

That night…For the first time in a very long time…There was no chaos. No teasing. No dramatic arguments. No Murat creating disasters. No phone calls. No responsibilities.
No interruptions. Only peace. The kind of peace that comes after surviving every storm life could possibly throw at you. ✨💗 Their little daughter was already asleep upstairs, wrapped inside her tiny blanket, holding her favorite bunny close to her chest.🧸🌸
The entire house felt calm. Soft..Warm..Like home. Cemre quietly walked toward the balcony after making sure their daughter was sleeping peacefully.✨😌 The night air was cool. Thousands of stars decorated the dark sky above. The city lights shimmered beautifully in the distance. Everything looked breathtaking. But not as breathtaking as the life she had now. 🥺❤️ A life she never thought she would have. A husband who loved her. A daughter who adored her. A family. A home. Everything she once believed was impossible. Then she noticed something.
The garden below. Glowing softly. Hundreds of tiny lights. Candles. Flowers. A beautiful table beneath the stars.🕯️🌹✨Her breath caught. For a moment she simply stood there.
Speechless. Looking at the scene.

And then she saw him...Standing beside the table. Waiting. Just waiting for her. The same way he had waited for her all those years ago in the rain. 🥺❤️ Slowly she walked downstairs. Her heart beating faster with every step. When she reached the garden, Sukru smiled. And suddenly...It felt exactly like the beginning all over agn. The same eyes. The same warmth. The same feeling. Only deeper now. Much deeper. Becz now they knew every broken piece of each other. And loved each other anyway. "You did all this?" she asked softly. Sukru shrugged. Trying to act casual. Failing completely.
Sukru: "I might have." A smile appeared on her lips.
Cemre: "You might have?"
Sukru: "Okay, fine."
He laughed. "I spent three hours making sure everything was perfect." 😭❤️
Cemre: "You didn't have to."
His expression immediately softened.
Sukru: "Yes." He quietly reached for her hand.
"I did." 🥹✨For a moment neither spoke.
The candles danced softly around them.
The night breeze moved gently through the flowers.✨🌹
The stars above seemed impossibly bright.
Everything felt magical. Like the entire universe had paused just for them.✨♥️
Sukru slowly pulled out her chair. Still treating her like the most precious woman in existence. Still looking at her the same way he had years ago. As if she was his favorite person in every room. Every city. Every world.
✨🌹✨♥️
Cemre noticed it immediately. She always did.
And somehow...After all these years... It still made her blush. "You know..." Sukru said quietly.
Cemre: "What?"
Sukru: "I still get nervous around you."
She stared at him. Then laughed.🤭
Cemre: "You?"🤭
Sukru: "Yes."🙂
Cemre: "The same man who talks confidently in front of millions?"🤭
He nodded. "The same man."
Cemre: "Impossible."
Sukru: "I'm serious." 😭❤️
She smiled. "Why?" Sukru looked at her for a moment. A long moment. The kind of moment that carries years of memories. Then he answered honestly. "Becz after all this time..."
His voice softened. "You still matter too much." 🥺✨♥️
Silence...Beautiful silence. The kind that only exists between ppl who truly understand each other. Cemre felt tears gathering in her eyes.
Not sad tears. Not painful tears. Happy ones.
The rarest kind. "Do you know something?" she whispered.
Sukru: "What?"
Cemre: "I used to think I was unlucky."
Sukru frowned. She smiled sadly.
"I lost my mother."🥺 Her voice became softer.
"I lost trust."🥺
"I lost ppl."🥺
"I lost pieces of myself."🥺
The garden became quiet. Only the candles continued flickering.🕯️✨ "But now..." She looked directly at him. Her eyes shining.
"I think life was simply leading me here."🥹♥️
Sukru didn't speak immediately. Bcz sometimes love becomes too big for words.
Sometimes feelings become impossible to explain.✨♥️ Sometimes your heart speaks louder than your voice ever could.✨🌹

He slowly stood up. Walked around the table.
And knelt beside her chair. Not bcz he had something dramatic planned. Not bcz he needed a grand gesture. Simply bcz he wanted to be closer to her.🌹✨♥️
He gently held her hand. The same hand he had held through crowds.
Through heartbreak.💔
Through fear.😥
Through happiness.🥹
Through everything.🫂
"You know what I think?" he asked softly.🥹🌹
Cemre smiled. "What?"
Sukru: "I think..." He looked at her exactly the way he always had. Like she was his greatest blessing.
His safest place....His home.✨♥️
Sukru: "I would choose you agn."
Her breath caught.
Sukru: "If I met you in another life..."
He continued quietly.
"I'd choose you."🥹
"If we were strangers agn..."🌹
"I'd choose you."🫂
"If I had to start everything from the beginning..."♥️
"I'd still stop that car." 🥺🌧️♥️
A tear slipped down Cemre's cheek. And suddenly she was back there.
The rain. 🌧️
The broken flowers.🥀
The loneliness.🥺
The stranger who refused to leave. Except he wasn't a stranger anymore. He was her husband. The father of her daughter. The love of her life. Her forever. 🌹✨🫂✨♥️
Cemre: "I'd choose you too."🥹✨🫂
Her voice barely rose above a whisper. But it was enough. More than enough. The stars shone above them. The candles glowed softly around them. And for a long time they simply sat together. Hand in hand. Shoulder against shoulder. Watching the night sky. Remembering every step that brought them here. Every goodbye they survived. Every fear they overcame. Every reason they almost gave up. And every reason they didn't.✨♥️
Becz in the end...The most beautiful love stories aren't the perfect ones. They're the ones that survive. The ones that stay. The ones that choose each other agn and agn.✨🫂
Even after years. Even after hardships. Even after everything. And under a sky full of stars...With candles glowing softly around them...And their hearts finally at peace...Sukru Ozyildiz and Cemre Gumeli sat together in the quiet beauty of the night. Not as two people who fell in love. But as two souls who found home in each other. Forever.🕯️♥️✨

The night was perfect. Candles, stars, soft music, and the man who became her entire world. For once, everything was quiet. Peaceful. Just the two of them. And a love that had survived every storm.✨🫂♥️
Cemre looked up at the sky, whispering, "Life is finally kind to us, isn't it?" Sukru smiled softly.
Sukru: "It was kind the day you stepped into my rain." They talked abt the past, their daughter, their dreams, their fears, their madness, their love...Everything.✨🫂🌹
Becz with each other, there were no secrets left. CEMRE smiled and said,
"OH...😳 IT'S RAINING...LET'S GO INSIDE."
She stood up to leave. But before she could take a step away SUKRU caught her hand. Not tight. Not rough. But enough to make
her stop. He looked into her eyes. The same eyes that once found her in the rain. The same eyes that nvr left her agn.
Sukru: "I used to pray for happiness. And God sent me you."🥹✨♥️
Just as the moment felt too perfect...The first drop of rain fell. Then another. Then hundreds. And soon, the sky opened up like it had missed them too.
Sukru: "No...Not inside...Not tonight...Not when
the rain is our witness." "Let's get wet in the rain."✨🌹
" Becz that's where our story began. And that's where our story will stay forever." ✨♥️
And they laughed. And they danced. And they held each other like the world didn't exist only the rain, and the love that nvr failed to choose them.✨♥️✨🫂✨🌹

♡ ─── THE END ─── ♡ 🌧️🥹✨♥️✨🌹🫂

My dear readers... 🥺❤️ Now tell me... how was my story? ✨ What interested u the most in this journey? 🌹 Which part touched ur heart the most? 🥹❤️ And what was the most beautiful moment of the entire story for u? 🌧️✨🫂 I'm waiting for ur reviews, my dear readers. 💕✨

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Part 40: The Girl In The Rain. 😌

A few days after the legendary and completely unnecessary "Welcome To Baba Club" celebration. Life slowly returned to normal. Well...As normal as life could possibly be inside the Ozyildiz household.
Which basically meant...One dramatic husband. One sarcastic wife. One tiny princess ruling the entire house. And chaos arriving daily without invitation.😌 That evening, after finally putting their daughter to sleep after countless forehead kisses, lullabies, and one very emotional speech from Sukru abt how fathers are the backbone of civilization. Cemre escaped the room. The door closed softly behind her.
And immediately..She found Sukru standing outside wearing his jacket and holding car keys. She narrowed her eyes suspiciously.
"What did you do?" He looked offended.
"Why is that always your first question?"
Cemre: "Bcz whenever you smile like that, somebody suffers." 😭😂 Sukru: "We're going out." Cemre: "At this hour?" Sukru: "Yes." Cemre: "Why?" Sukru: "Bcz we are parents."😌 Cemre: "...and?"🙂 Sukru: "And parents deserve a break before becoming emotionally unstable."😌 She considered this. Fair enough. "Okay."
Five seconds later.."Wait." He looked up.
Sukru: "Did we arrange childcare or are we abandoning our daughter to fate?"
Cemre: "My mother volunteered."
Sukru: "Oh."
Cemre: "Apparently she likes our daughter more than us."
Sukru: "Honestly?" Cemre: "Fair." 😂❤️
Half an hour later...The streets of Istanbul glowed beautifully beneath the city lights. No interviews. No cameras. No responsibilities. Just the two of them.
Walking quietly together. Like old times.
Like the beginning. Like home. ❤️ As they passed a small outdoor café near the Bosphorus...Cemre suddenly stopped walking. Her eyes narrowed. "Sukru."
"Hm?"
Cemre: "Look." He followed her gaze. And immediately froze. Bcz sitting at the corner table...Trying very hard to look invisible... Were two very familiar ppl.👀 Murat nd Ece.
👀 Murat noticed them first. His soul immediately left his body. "Oh no." Ece turned around. Saw them. And almost dropped her drink. "OH NO." 😭 Silence. Beautiful silence. Then Sukru slowly removed his sunglasses. Despite it being nighttime. Pure drama. Pure actor behavior. He pointed dramatically. "YOU TWO." Murat immediately stood up. "It's not what it looks like." Cemre blinked. "A man and a woman sitting together at dinner?"
Murat: "...yes."
Cemre: "Then that's exactly what it looks like." 😭😂 Ece covered her face. Murat looked ready to move countries.
Meanwhile...Sukru looked happier than he had all week.😁 Bcz destiny had finally delivered justice. For years..YEARS..Murat had dedicated his life to teasing him. Every blush. Every jealous moment. Every soft smile at a text from Cemre. Every single thing had become Murat's entertainment.
And now? Now the universe had spoken.😂
Murat noticed the smile growing on Sukru's face. "Oh no." Sukru smiled wider. "Oh yes." 😭😂 For several seconds...Nobody spoke. Sukru simply stared at him. Murat stared back nervously. Then Sukru leaned back in his chair. Crossed his arms. And smiled like a villain in dramas. "So..."😌 Murat sighed.
Murat: "Plz don't." Sukru: "How long have you loved her?"
Murat: "I hate you." Sukru: "Answer the question."😌 "I suddenly don't speak any language." 😂 Cemre joined immediately.
"Oh my God..." She looked toward Ece. "Was this why he suddenly started dressing better?" Murat gasped dramatically. "I always dressed well." The entire table stared at him. Murat sighed. "Fine." 😭😂 Ece couldn't stop laughing. "He bought three jackets in one week." "And perfume."
Sukru: "Murat..."👀
Ece: "And hair products." Sukru almost fell from his chair laughing. "HAIR PRODUCTS?"🤣 Murat: "I wanted to look respectable."
Ece: "You looked terrified." Murat: "I WAS terrified."😂 Sukru wiped imaginary tears. "This is beautiful."
Murat: "This is bullying."
Sukru: "This is revenge."
Murat: "Correct." 😭😂
Sukru leaned forward. "Oh Murat..."
Murat: "Don't." Sukru: "Do you remember the day you laughed bcz I smiled at a message from Cemre?" "Or the day you sent me fan edits of me staring at her?" "Or when you said" Sukru dramatically cleared his throat.
'Brother, your future children already have names in your head.' The entire table exploded. Cemre nearly choked laughing.
Ece covered her face. Murat considered his life choices. 😭😂 "How the tables have turned." Cemre looked at Ece curiously. "So tell me..." Ece immediately became suspicious. Cemre: "When did you realize you liked him?" Ece smiled softly. "The day he became genuinely angry bcz a waiter forgot my order." Murat blinked. "You noticed that?" Ece: "You looked ready to fight the restaurant manager." Murat: "It was disrespectful service." Ece: "It was one sandwich." Murat: "It was YOUR sandwich."
Ece: "It became personal." 😭❤️😂 Everyone turned toward Murat. His turn. He panicked instantly. "No." Ece: "Yes." Murat: "No." Sukru: "Absolutely yes." Even Ece crossed her arms.
"I want to hear this too when you fall in love with me.?" Traitor. Absolute traitor. 😭😂 Murat sighed. Then looked at Ece. And smiled. "It was when she laughed at one of my jokes." Sukru looked horrified. "THAT joke worked?!"😳 Murat: "Apparently."
Sukru: "It wasn't even funny."😶 Ece: "It was to me." For a second...The table became quiet. Bcz the way Ece looked at Murat said everything. 🥺❤️ Then Murat ruined the moment. "Also she threatened to hit me with her handbag." Ece gasped. "Bcz you were annoying." Murat: "Exactly." Ece: "That's not romantic." Murat: "It was to me."😂😂
And then...The argument officially started.
"YOU should've told them first."
"ME?"😳
"Yes."
"You were the one hiding behind menus every time somebody walked by."
"That was strategy."
"That was fear."
"You were scared too."
"I was protecting our privacy."
"You nearly jumped into a bush when Sukru called you."
"It was a tactical retreat."😭😂 Sukru looked at Cemre proudly. "He's worse than me."😌
Cemre: "Much worse."😭
Sukru: "I wasn't this dramatic."🙈 Cemre stared at him. Long. Very long. He cleared his throat.😅 "Okay maybe occasionally."
Sukru: "Daily." Cemre: "Exaggeration."
Sukru: "Historical fact." 😂❤️ Murat immediately pointed toward him. "YOU literally became jealous of a daily costumer." Sukru looked offended. "He smiled too much." Murat: "He came to buy some flowers there." Sukru: "Exactly." Murat: "That makes no sense." Sukru: "It made sense emotionally." 😭😂 Ece looked toward Cemre. "How do you survive him?" Cemre smiled. "I don't survive him." She looked toward her husband. "I enjoy him." For once...Sukru became quiet. Actually quiet.
Bcz hearing those words still affected him. Even now. Especially now. 🥺❤️ Murat immediately ruined the emotional atmosphere. "Disgusting." "Absolutely disgusting." "Plz stop loving each other publicly." "We're trying to eat."😂 Eventually the night ended. The four of them stood outside beneath the glowing city lights.
Murat looked toward Sukru. "You know something?" Sukru: "What?" Murat: "You and Cemre ruined secrecy for us." Sukru: "How?"
Murat: "Bcz after watching your relationship, everyone expected us to be dramatic too."
Cemre laughed. "Sry." Murat: "We accept financial compensation." 😭😂
Later as they walked toward their cars... Sukru placed an arm around Murat's shoulders. "Oh brother..." Murat narrowed his eyes. "What now?" Sukru: "Welcome to the club." Murat: "What club?" Sukru: "The one where one woman destroys your peace, steals your sanity, and somehow becomes your fav person anyway." Murat looked toward Ece. Ece looked toward Murat. Both smiled. Then sighed. "Fair." 😭❤️ As they started leaving...Sukru suddenly stopped.
Turned around. And shouted loud enough for the entire street to hear. "BRO IS IN LOVE."🙈😌 The whole street looked over. Murat froze. Ece burst into laughter. Cemre almost fell over laughing. And Murat? Murat simply looked toward the sky. Accepted that karma was real. And realized something horrifying. Sukru Ozyildiz was nvr gonna let him live this down. Ever. 😂❤️✨

To be continued.... 😁✨👀

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Part 39: The Girl In The Rain. 😌

Everyone thought the Baba vs Mama war was finally over. Everyone was wrong.
Especially Cemre. Bcz she forgot one very important thing she was married to Sukru Ozyildiz. A man who could turn even a tiny victory into a lifetime achievement award.😌

The next morning…The entire house was unusually quiet.Which was suspicious.
Cemre woke up and looked beside her. Empty.
She frowned. “Sukru?” No answer.
She got up and walked toward the living room. And then she froze.
Her husband…Her famous husband…Her internationally loved actor…Had made a whole setup.

A tiny banner made with colored papers. On it was written: “WELCOME TO BABA CLUB” 👑😂
Cemre stared. Absolutely speechless. Their daughter was sitting beside him wearing a tiny paper crown. Completely unaware of the crime she was participating in. She was happily playing with her bunny.
“Mm… heh…” 👶💕
Sukru noticed Cemre and immediately smiled proudly.
“Good morning.”
She blinked. “What… is this?”
He looked confused. “You don’t recognize a historic event?”
Cemre: “Historic?”
Sukru: “Yes.” “Our daughter said Baba first.”
Cemre: “It happened yesterday.”
Sukru: “And it will be celebrated forever.” 😭😂
Cemre crossed her arms. “Oh really?”
Sukru: “Yes.” Cemre: “You are unbelievable.”
Sukru: “Ik... It’s one of my best qualities.” Their daughter suddenly looked at him. Tiny eyes full of curiosity. She lifted her little hand. And touched his cheek. “Ba…”
Sukru froze agn. Cemre froze agn. Then “Baba.”💕 Oh...No...Big mistake.
Sukru stood up dramatically. “DID YOU HEAR THAT?”
Cemre closed her eyes. “Unfortunately.”
Sukru: “She said it agn.”
Cemre: “I was there.”
Sukru: “TWICE.”
Cemre “Yes.”
Sukru: “Two times.”
Cemre: “Sukru.”
Sukru: “My daughter loves me.”
Cemre: “Our daughter.”
Sukru: “My daughter in this moment.” 😭😂 He picked her up and started walking around the room like he had just won the biggest award in history. “Thanku, thanku everyone.”
Cemre looked around. “There is literally nobody here.”
Sukru: “There are my fans.”
Cemre: “Where?”
Sukru: “In my imagination.”
Cemre: “You have problems.”
Sukru: “Yet you married me.”
Cemre: “Sadly.”😂
A few minutes later…Cemre decided she had suffered enough. Time for revenge. She walked to her daughter and sat down.
“My little angel.” The baby looked at her. Cemre smiled sweetly. “Can you say Mama?” The little girl blinked. She looked at her mother. Then at her father. Then back at her mother. The room became silent. The tension was real. Even Sukru leaned forward. “Come on, princess.”
Cemre looked at him. “Stop influencing the witness.”
Sukru: “This is not a court.”
Cemre: “Everything is a court when you’re competing with me.”😭😂 The baby opened her mouth. “Ma…”
Cemre’s eyes widened. “Yes. ”
“Ma…” “
Yes, my love.”
“Ma…” She suddenly pointed at the kitchen. “Maah.”
Both parents froze. Cemre smiled proudly.
“She said Mama.”
Sukru shook his head. “No.”
Cemre: “She did.”
Sukru: “She wants milk.”
Cemre: “How do you know?”
Sukru: “Bcz she pointed at the kitchen.”
Cemre: “That is a lie.”
Sukru: “That is fatherly intelligence.” 😭😂
Hours passed. Their daughter enjoyed the chaos. Every time she said anything close to “Ba” or “Ma”…
Both adults reacted like they had discovered a new planet. A tiny sound: “B…”
Sukru: “SHE CALLED ME.”
“Mm…”
Cemre: “SHE CALLED ME.”
The baby: 👶😐
These two need help. 😭😂
Later that evening…They were sitting together on the couch. The little girl was in the middle.
A tiny queen controlling two grown adults.
She suddenly stretched her little arms.
Both parents moved immediately.
“I’m coming..”
“No, I’m coming..”
They bumped into each other.
“OW..”
“Why did you push me?”
“Why did you move?”
“She wanted me.”
“She wanted me.” 😂
The baby looked at them. Completely serious.
Then she placed one tiny hand on Cemre’s cheek. And the other on Sukru's cheek.🥺❤️
As if she was saying..Stop fighting. I love both of you. And both parents instantly became quiet. Cemre’s eyes softened. Sukru smiled.
“My little peacekeeper.” Then suddenly. The baby looked at them with a smile. A smile that looked exactly like both of her parents. And she made a tiny sound. “Ba… Ma…”
Both froze. Their eyes widened.
“She said both.”😳
“She loves both of us..”🥹
They looked at their daughter. And then at each other. For once..There was no competition. No winning. No losing. Only love.
Five seconds later…Sukru whispered.
“Still said Baba first.”
Cemre grabbed a pillow.
"SUKRU.” He ran.
Holding the baby. “Princess, your mother is attacking your innocent father.”😁🤣
The baby laughed. “Hehehehe…”🤭✨
And the house once agn filled with the most beautiful sound in the world...A family’s laughter.🥹✨💗

To be continued.... ✨😁💗

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Part 38: The Girl In The Rain. 😌

The next morning, the golden rays of sunlight slowly slipped through the white curtains of their bedroom, painting the room with a soft warm glow. 🌤️✨ It was peaceful...Too peaceful. The kind of peace that only existed for a few minutes in the Ozyildiz household. Bcz everyone knew one thing very clearly...Peace in this family had a very short life expectancy. 😌💀😂On one side of the bed, Cemre slowly opened her eyes. For a few moments, she just lay there quietly, enjoying the calm morning. Her husband was sleeping beside her.Sukru Ozyildiz. The handsome actor admired by millions. The confident man with endless charisma. The dramatic husband who could turn a simple conversation into a theatre performance. The father who once started a midnight strawberry mission at 2 AM becz his pregnant wife suddenly wanted strawberries. 🍓😭❤️ A man who looked perfect in front of cameras. A man whose photos made millions of fans say.. "How can someone look this beautiful?".And yet…Rn…The same man was lying there with his hair sticking in every possible direction. One arm was thrown over the pillow. His lips were slightly open. And he looked like he had lost a battle against his blanket.
Cemre stared at him. A smile slowly appeared on her face. Then another. Then she had to cover her mouth to stop herself from laughing. She whispered dramatically,."Wow…" "If your fans could see you right now, their entire image of the perfect Sukru Ozyildiz would be destroyed." A deep sleepy voice immediately answered.."Keep laughing." Cemre jumped off the bed. "YOU WERE AWAKE?" 😳 Without opening his eyes, he replied, "Unfortunately." Cemre: "How long?" Sukru: "Long enough to hear the disrespect from the woman who promised to love me forever." Cemre gasped dramatically. "Excuse me? I do love you." Sukru: "Then why are you insulting my sleeping beauty?" Cemre: "Sleeping beauty?"🤭 Sukru: "Yes."😌 Cemre: "Your confidence needs medical treatment." Sukru: "My confidence is perfectly healthy." Cemre: "It needs emergency care." 😭😂❤️ Before Sukru could defend his wounded pride. A tiny sound came from the baby monitor. "Mmm… ahh…" Immediately, everything changed. The teasing...The jokes...The fake arguments. Everything disappeared. Both parents became completely serious. Their eyes met. A smile appeared on their faces at the exact same moment. Their princess was awake.👶 Cemre's voice became soft. "Our little angel is awake." Sukru immediately smiled. "No." Cemre looked at him. "What no?" SUKRU: "She said my name."
Cemre blinked. "She made a random baby sound."
Sukru: "Exactly." Cemre: "How does that prove anything?" Sukru: "It sounded like Baba."
She crossed her arms. "Interesting." Sukru: "What?"
Cemre: "Your imagination is getting stronger every day." He sat up proudly. "The connection between a father and daughter is a powerful thing."
Cemre raised an eyebrow. "Oh really?" Sukru: "Absolutely." Cemre: "Excuse me, Mr. Ozyildiz, she lived inside me for nine months." Sukru: "And after being born, she spent every day sleeping on my chest." Cemre: "She sleeps there bcz you never move." Sukru: "Becz she is comfortable."
Cemre: "Becz you are her personal mattress."
Sukru: "I am a premium quality mattress."
Cemre: "You are ridiculous." Sukru: "And yet you married me." Cemre went silent. He smiled proudly. "Exactly." 😭 A few minutes later…The little princess sat between her parents on the big bed. She wore tiny pink pajamas with little clouds on them. ☁️💗 Her tiny hands held her favourite stuffed bunny tightly. 🧸 Her cheeks were soft and round. Her eyes were still sleepy. And her messy little hair looked as if she had fought an entire war during the night…and somehow won. Cemre's heart completely melted. She touched her daughter's tiny nose. "Look at her." Before she could continue, Sukru quickly picked the baby up and kissed her cheek. "She looks exactly like me." Cemre slowly turned her head. "Excuse me?" He nodded seriously. "Same eyes." Cemre: "No." Sukru: "Same smile." Cemre: "No." Sukru: "Same beauty." Cemre looked at him with complete disbelief. "Your confidence has reached a dangerous level." His daughter looked at him. Blink...Blink...Then... "Mm." Sukru pointed at her proudly. "See? She agrees." Cemre looked offended. "She did not agree." Sukru: "She absolutely did." Cemre: "She doesn't even know what you're saying." Sukru: "She knows greatness when she sees it." Cemre: "Somebody plz humble this man." 😂❤️ Then suddenly…A dangerous smile appeared on Cemre's face. The kind of smile that usually meant trouble. Sukru immediately noticed. His eyes narrowed. "Why do you look like a villain planning world domination?"🫩 She smiled sweetly. "Nothing." Sukru: "That is the most dangerous word a wife can say." Cemre: "Let's make a little competition." His eyes widened. "Oh no." Cemre: "Oh yes." Sukru: "Tell me you're joking." Cemre: "Let's see whose name she says first." Silence. Sukru looked at his daughter. Then at his wife. Then back at his daughter. His expression changed. The actor was gone. The competitor arrived. "This…" He adjusted his imaginary tie. "…is war." 😂💀 They shook hands with the seriousness of two business rivals signing a billion dollar agreement. Meanwhile, their daughter looked between them. Her tiny expression clearly said: "Who allowed these two children to become my parents?" 👶👀😭

ROUND ONE: TEAM MAMA. 🌸
Cemre gently held her daughter. She kissed her tiny forehead. "My little angel." "Come on." "Say Mama." "Maaaama." The baby stared at her. Then suddenly "Ahhhh!" Cemre's eyes became huge. She jumped. "THAT WAS MAMA." SUKRU immediately raised his hand. "OBJECTION." She looked at him. "This is not a courtroom." Sukru: "It should be." Cemre: "Why?" Sukru: "Becz injustice is happening." 😂 Cemre: "What did she say then?"
He answered confidently, "Apple."🤣 Cemre stared. "Apple?"😭 Sukru: "Yes."😌 Cemre: "Why would her first word be apple?" Sukru: "Bcz she inherited my excellent taste." Cemre: "Your excellent taste?"
Sukru: "She wants breakfast." Cemre: "Your arguments are getting worse." Sukru: "My arguments are perfect."

ROUND TWO: TEAM BABA. 💙
SUKRU took his daughter like he was carrying the most precious treasure in the world. "My little princess." He gently touched his forehead with hers. "Let's show Mama who the favourite parent is." Cemre gasped. "Excuse me?" He ignored her. "Say Baba." "Baaaa...ba." Agn. "Baaaaba." He repeated it with so much emotion and dramatic expression that it looked like he was preparing his daughter for an Oscar performance. Cemre covered her face. Cemre: "Plz stop acting."
Sukru: "I am an actor." Cemre: "Unfortunately."
Sukru: "I was born for this moment." Cemre: "You are embarrassing your daughter." The baby looked at both of them. Then suddenly "Hehehe." 👶😂 A tiny little laugh. The sweetest sound in the world. Immediately. Both parents melted. Their competition. Their pride. Their argument. Everything disappeared. For exactly five seconds. Bcz they were still competitive. Then something magical happened. The baby reached her tiny hand forward. Her little fingers touched Sukru's cheek. His heart stopped. The most dramatic man on earth became completely silent. Cemre also became quiet. The room filled with a beautiful silence...No jokes...No teasing. Only a father looking at the little girl he had loved before he had even seen her face. The little girl looked into his eyes. Then her tiny lips moved. "B…" Both parents froze. Their eyes became wide. No one moved. No one breathed. Agn.. "Ba…" A tiny tear appeared in Sukru's eyes. "Ba…ba." 👶💕 For three entire seconds…Silence...Complete silence. Then "AAAAAAAA! SHE SAID BABA."🥹🥳 The whole house probably heard him. Cemre quickly covered her ears. "SUKRU...."🙈 Sukru: "My daughter spoke."🥹 Cemre: "Don't scare her" Sukru: "She called me Baba."🥹 Cemre: "Yes, we heard it." "The whole neighborhood heard it."🤭 Sukru: "IDC." He stood proudly holding his daughter high. "My daughter has spoken." Cemre: "Plz put her down before you announce this on national television."🥹 Sukru: "Too late." Cemre: "What?"🙂 Sukru: "I'm calling everyone."🥳 Cemre's eyes widened. "Everyone?"😳 "Everyone."😌 Five minutes later…Murat received a call. Ece received a call. The grandparents received a call. Friends received calls. Even ppl who were probably still sleeping received calls. And every single conversation started exactly the same: "My daughter said Baba first." And every single person answered: "Congratulations. We know this is a story we will hear for the next fifty years." They were absolutely correct. Bcz Sukru nvr stopped mentioning it. Every second. Every minute. Every random conversation. "Did I ever tell you my daughter said Baba first?" And everyone would reply: "Yes. Approximately ten thousand times." 😭😂 Later that evening, while Cemre held their daughter in her arms, she looked at the two loves of her life. Her dramatic husband. Her precious little girl. The man who would search the world for strawberries just to make her smile. The man who became softer, kinder, and more emotional the moment he became a father. She smiled. Yes, she had lost the competition. Yes, she would tease him abt his celebration forever. But secretly…She had never been happier. Bcz the most beautiful thing she had ever seen was not a sunset. Not a movie...Not a dream. It was the sight of her daughter calling her husband Baba for the very first time…And watching the man she loved become the happiest person in the entire world. 🌸❤️✨ And somewhere in the house…Sukru was still telling someone on the phone: "Did I tell you my daughter said Baba first?"Cemre threw a pillow at him. "STOP IT." 😭🤣 Sukru: "Never." 😭😂💕✨

To be continued... 🙈✨🤭 @All @you

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Part 37: The Girl In The Rain. 😌

The laughter slowly faded. The jokes abt midnight strawberry missions, emotional puppy, and unnecessary arguments turned into comfortable silence. The kind of silence only two ppl who had lived through every version of each other could understand. ✨💗
Cemre sat quietly beside Sukru, her fingers playing with the edge of the blanket. A small smile remained on her lips. But this time…It wasn't the mischievous smile of a wife planning to tease her husband.
It was softer. More emotional. Sukru noticed immediately. Of course he did. He always did. Even after years. Even after marriage. Even after becoming parents. He still noticed the smallest change in her eyes. He looked at her carefully.
Sukru: "Why are you looking at me like that?"
She blinked. "Like what?"
Sukru: "Like you're about to cry and make me cry too."
She smiled. "You know me too well."
He sighed dramatically. "Unfortunately."
She gasped.
"Unfortunately?"
Sukru: "Yes. I had a peaceful night planned."
Cemre: "Rude."
Sukru: "Very." 😭😂
She gently hit his arm. He smiled. Then his expression softened. "What happened, Cemre?" For a moment she said nothing. She simply looked toward their daughter's room. The tiny little girl sleeping peacefully there. The same baby whose every kick had made him cry. The same baby whose every appointment he treated like a royal meeting.
The same baby he had loved before he had even seen her face. And suddenly…Cemre's eyes became watery. "Do you remember how you took care of me?" Sukru immediately looked away. A mistake. Bcz that meant he was embarrassed. She noticed. Her smile grew.
Cemre: "Oh, look at you."
Sukru: "Don't start."
Cemre: "You're shy."
Sukru: "I am not."
Cemre: "You are."
Sukru: "I am a respected actor."
Cemre: "Who used to follow his pregnant wife around the house with a glass of water."
Silence. His face changed. Betrayed. "That information was private." 😭😂

TWO YEARS EARLIER… 🌸🤍
The pregnancy had changed him completely. Everyone noticed. His friends. His family. His manager.
Even the people on his film sets. The man who once forgot his own meals bcz he was busy working… Suddenly had alarms on his phone.
9 AM: Did Cemre eat?
12 PM: Give her vitamins.
2 PM: Ask if she needs anything.
5 PM: Bring her favorite snack.
9 PM: Make sure she is comfortable. His manager once looked at his phone and said "Are you taking care of your wife or preparing for a medical examination?" Sukru looked offended. "My wife is carrying my child."
Murat laughed. "Congratulations. You have become a father before the baby is even born." His answer was simple. "Of course." 🥹❤️
Every morning became a routine.
Before Cemre even opened her eyes...He was awake. Making her breakfast. Checking if she slept comfortably. Adjusting her pillows.
Making sure the room temperature was perfect. One morning she woke up and found him sitting beside her.
Just staring.
She jumped. "OH MY GOD.."
He jumped too. "WHY ARE YOU SCREAMING?"
Cemre: "WHY ARE YOU WATCHING ME SLEEP LIKE A WEIRDO?"
He looked offended. "I was checking if you were comfortable."
Cemre: "For twenty minutes?"
Sukru: "Maybe."
Cemre: "Sukru."
Sukru: "What?"
Cemre: "That's creepy."
Sukru: "I prefer the word devoted." 😭😂

The shoe incident became legendary. When her stomach became bigger, bending down became difficult. One morning she struggled to wear her shoes.
Before she could even ask...He appeared. Like a superhero. A very dramatic superhero. "Move."
She looked at him. "What?"
Sukru: "I said move."
She raised an eyebrow. "Excuse me?"
He knelt in front of her. "Your husband is here."
She laughed. "You're acting like you're saving the country."
Sukru: "I am."
Cemre: "From what?"
Sukru: "Tight shoelaces." 😭😂
He carefully tied them. Like it was the most important task in the world. When he finished, he looked proud. "There." She stared at him.
Her heart suddenly felt too full. "Thank you." His smile softened.
"Don't thank me for things I want to do." And somehow…That small sentence stayed with her forever.
There were nights when she couldn't sleep. Her back hurt.
She was uncomfortable. Her emotions were all over the place.
She would apologize.
Cemre : "Sorry."
Immediately..He would frown.
"For what?"
Cemre: "For making you stay awake."
He looked almost offended. "Are you serious?"
She nodded. He took her hand.
"Cemre, listen to me."
His voice became gentle. "The day you told me there was a baby growing inside you… I promised myself you would never feel alone in this."
Her eyes filled. "You never complained."
Sukru: "Bcz I wasn't suffering."
Cemre: "You had no sleep."
Sukru: "So?"
Cemre: "You searched the entire city for my cravings."
Sukru: "And?"
Cemre: "You had to deal with my mood swings."
He smiled. "That was a dangerous sport."
She laughed through her tears. "Sukru." "I'm serious. I would choose every difficult moment agn."❤️‍🩹 But his most adorable habit was talking to the baby. Every single night. No matter how tired he was. No matter how late he returned from work. He would sit beside her. Put his hand on her stomach. And start speaking.
"Hello, little princess."
Cemre would smile.
"You know she can't answer you."
"I know."
"Then why do you talk so much?"
"Becz she needs to know her father has an excellent personality."
Cemre immediately opened her eyes.
"Excellent?"
"Yes."
"Should we tell her the truth?"
"Traitor."😭😂
Sometimes he would tell the baby abt his day. Abt his work. Abt how excited he was to meet her. Sometimes he would whisper "Your mother is the strongest woman in the world." And every single time…Cemre pretended she wasn't listening. But she always cried.
Every single time.🥺✨💗

BACK TO THE PRESENT… 🌙✨
Cemre looked at him. Her eyes shining.
CEMRE: "Do you know something?"
Sukru: "Hmm?"
Cemre: "I fell in love with you again during those months."
His expression softened. "Again?"
Cemre: "Every day."
She smiled. "When you tied my shoes."
His lips lifted. "When you stayed awake with me."
His eyes became warmer. "When you talked to her before she was born."
His smile disappeared. Only emotion remained. "And when you looked more excited to become a father than you were scared."
A tear slipped down her cheek.
"You loved her before you knew her."
He looked toward their daughter's room.
The little girl sleeping peacefully.
His whole world.
Then he looked back at the woman who gave him that world.
His voice was quiet.
"How could I not?"😌
Cemre started crying.🥺
"You're making me emotional."😭
He smiled.
"After all the times you made me search for strawberries at 2 AM, this is my revenge."🤭
She laughed. "There he is."
"Who?"
"The annoying husband."🥹
He looked proud.
"The one you chose."😌
"The one I would choose agn."😌
His expression softened.
"Good answer."
"Or what?"
"Or I will remind everyone abt the time you cried becz a puppy looked lonely."
She gasped. "SUKRU!"
A tiny sound suddenly came from the baby monitor...."Mm..."
Both of them froze. 👀 Their eyes widened. The argument stopped immediately. Cemre whispered
"You woke her."
Sukru: "What?! How is that my fault?"
Cemre: "You were too loud."
Sukru: "Excuse me? You screamed my name."
Cemre: "I did not scream."
Sukru: "You did."
Cemre: "Did not."
Sukru: "Did."
From the monitor...Another tiny little sleepy sound. "Mm…"
Both went silent. Then slowly looked at each other. And whispered together "SLEEP." 😭😂❤️
And once again…The house that was built from a rainy night, a broken heart, and two strangers who couldn't walk away…returned to its favorite state.
Beautiful...Loving...And completely chaotic. ✨💗🥹😌

To be continued... 🥹✨💗😌

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Part 36: The Girl In The Rain. 😌

The soft moonlight entered through the curtains while Cemre and Sukru sat together, smiling at the beautiful memories. For a few moments, neither of them spoke.
Then suddenly Cemre started laughing. Not a small laugh.
A dangerous laugh. 😂 Sukru immediately turned his head.
No. Absolutely not. He knew that laugh. That was the laugh of a woman abt to expose his suffering.
He narrowed his eyes. “What?”
Cemre covered her mouth. “Nothing.”
His eyes became suspicious. “Cemre.”
Cemre: “Hmm?”
Sukru: “Why are you laughing like a villain?”
She looked offended. “I do not laugh like a villain.”
Sukru: “You do when you're about to destroy my reputation.” 😭😂
She couldn't hold it anymore. “You remember my cravings?” The moment those words left her mouth Sukru's entire expression changed. The smile disappeared.
His soul left his body. 💀 Cemre immediately lost control. “OH MY GOD. You still look traumatized.”
Sukru: “I am traumatized.”
Cemre: “Drama king.”
Sukru: “Do not insult a survivor.”😂
She hit his arm. “Oh really? A survivor?”
Sukru: “Yes.” “You had to eat food.”
“I had to travel across Istanbul at two in the morning for a fruit that you suddenly decided was the meaning of life!” Cemre immediately defended herself.
“Bcz I wanted it.”
Sukru: “You wanted strawberries.”
Cemre: “Yes.”
Sukru: “In winter.”
Cemre: “Yes.”
Sukru: “At 2:17 AM.”
Cemre: “Yes.”
Sukru: “After you spent ten minutes crying bcz you couldn't find them.”
Cemre became quiet. “...maybe.”
Sukru: “Maybe?!” 😭😂

THE GREAT STRAWBERRY MISSION: 🍓
TWO YEARS AGO…
It was exactly 2:17 in the morning.
The entire city was sleeping.
The famous Sukru Ozyildiz an actor who could handle long filming hours, difficult roles, interviews, and thousands of fans was losing a battle against one pregnant woman lying in bed. Cemre suddenly sat up. “Sukru.”
He opened one eye. “What happened? Are you okay?”
Cemre: “I'm fine.”
His heart relaxed. “Good.”
A pause. “I need strawberries.”
Silence.
He blinked.
Sukru: “What?”
Cemre: “Strawberries.”😌
Sukru: “Now?”😳
Cemre: “Yes.”😌
Sukru: “Right now?”🤨
Cemre: “Yes.”😌
Sukru: “Cemre, the sun itself is sleeping.”🙂
Cemre: “I know.” 😌
He stared at her.🙂
She stared back.🙂
Then her face slowly fell. Her eyes became watery. “Oh…”🥺
He immediately panicked. No. Not tears. Anything except tears. “You don't love me.”🥺
His soul left his body. “EXCUSE ME?”😧
Cemre: “You don't care about me or your child.” 🥺
Sukru: “Our daughter is the size of a mango.”🫢
Cemre: “SO YOU ARE CALLING OUR CHILD A FRUIT?”🥺
Sukru: “No..🫢 I was talking about the pregnancy app.” 😭💀
Cemre crossed her arms. “I can't believe you.”
Sukru: “Neither can I.”
Cemre: “What?”
Sukru: “Nothing.”
Cemre: “SUKRU.”
Sukru: “I'm going.” 😭
Twenty five minutes later…Sukru was driving through the empty streets of Istanbul. A worldwide famous actor. A respected celebrity. A man whose face appeared on billboards. And there he was begging a small grocery store owner. “Plz tell me you have strawberries.”
The old man looked at him. “It's 3 AM.”
Sukru: “I know.”
Old man: “Why do you need strawberries?”
Sukru: “My wife.”
The man immediately nodded. “Pregnant?”
Sukru froze. “How did you know?”
The man smiled. “Your eyes look tired.” 😭😂 When he returned home like a victorious warrior holding the strawberries above his head Cemre's face lit up.
Cemre: “You found them..”🥹
Sukru: “Yes.”
Cemre: “You are amazing.”
Sukru: “Thank you.”
Cemre: “I love you.”
He smiled. Finally. Recognition. Appreciation. Then she looked at the strawberries. And suddenly “I don't want them anymore.” Silence.
Complete silence. 💀
Sukru: “Excuse me?”
Cemre: “I want oranges.”
His eye twitched. “Cemre.”
Cemre: “Yes?”
Sukru: “You have exactly five seconds to run.” 😂😂
Cemre: But I can't..she pointed towards her belly..😌
Sukru: ofc..ofc my dear ofc..😭🤣
He went to the kitchen and brought her some oranges..she ate them nd smiled... THANK YOU..🥹💗
Sukru: My pleasure my love..✨ He kissed her forehead.. "C'mon sleep now.." 🥹💗

THE VERY NEXT DAY AFTER THIS INCIDENT:
Cemre was crying. Horribly. Like her entire world had ended.
SUKRU ran into the room terrified.
“What happened?”
She pointed at a puppy video on her phone. “Look at him.”
He looked. It was a cute puppy.
Sukru: “Yes?”
Cemre: “He's so small.”
Sukru: “Yes.”
Cemre: “WHAT IF HE FEELS LONELY?” 😭😭😂
Sukru looked at the puppy. Looked at his wife. Looked at the ceiling.
“God, give me strength.”🥺😭
Another day She was angry. Very angry. She didn't speak to him for hours. He apologized for everything he had done in his entire life.
“I am sorry.”
No answer.
“I am sry for breathing too loudly.”
Nothing.
“I'm sry for being born.”
Nothing.
“I'm sry for the Ottoman Empire.”
Cemre turned.
“What does that have to do with anything?”
“Nothing. I'm apologizing for everything possible.” 😭😂
But there was also the beautiful side. Every morning, he helped her.
He learned how she liked her tea.
He massaged her feet when she was tired. He went to every doctor's appointment. He listened to her fears. Every night, before sleeping, he would place his hand gently over her stomach. Still unable to believe there was a tiny piece of both of them growing there. Sometimes he would whisper “Plz don't inherit your mother's stubbornness.” Cemre would immediately open her eyes. “Excuse me?”
He smiled. “Too late.” 😂❤️

BACK TO THE PRESENT…
Cemre wiped tears of laughter from her eyes. “You were so dramatic.”
SUKRU looked offended. “I carried this family emotionally.”
Cemre: “You carried strawberries.”
Sukru: “I carried emotional damage.” 😭😂
She laughed. “Yet you would do everything agn.”
His expression softened.
Immediately. No jokes. No teasing. Not this time. He looked toward their daughter's room. The little girl who had once caused all those midnight missions. “All of it,” he whispered. “The cravings. The tears. The chaos. The sleepless nights.” Then he looked at Cemre.
“You two were worth every second.”
Cemre's eyes softened.Even after years…This man still made her heart feel safe. She smiled. “You're still the same man who stood with me in the rain.” Sukru smiled back.
“And you're still the woman who makes me search for strawberries at 2 AM.”
Cemre: “Don't complain.”
Sukru: “Never.”
Bcz deep down…those ridiculous, chaotic, exhausting little memories were the ones he would treasure forever.🥹✨💕🤗

To be continued... ✨💗😅

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Arjuman Shaheen

Part 35: The Girl In The Rain. 😌

The night had finally fallen completely over Istanbul. 🌙✨
For once…The Ozyildiz house was quiet. No tiny footsteps. No toys scattered across the floor. No little hands stealing Sukru's attention.
No soft “mm…” sounds from their little princess. Only peaceful silence. Their daughter slept peacefully in her small bed, holding her favorite little stuffed toy close to her chest. 🧸🥺❤️ Cemre stood near her for a few moments longer, just watching. Her eyes softened.
Every single night, she still couldn't believe it. This tiny little human…This little piece of her and Sukru…Was real. After everything they had survived. After all the pain, secrets, betrayals, tears, and storms.
They had created something so pure. 🌸 Slowly, she covered her daughter properly with her blanket and gently kissed her tiny forehead.
“Good night, my little miracle…” she whispered. Then she quietly walked back to their bedroom. She found Sukru sitting comfortably against the headboard, looking through some scripts. A very serious actor.
A very famous man. A man who could make thousands of people cry through his performances. A man known by millions. Yet the same man had spent twenty minutes earlier trying to convince a tiny baby to sleep by making ridiculous animal noises. 💀😂
Cemre remembered it. And suddenly A small giggle escaped her.🤭 Then another.🤭 And another.🤭 She tried covering her mouth.🤭🤭 Too late. Sukru slowly looked up from his script. His eyebrows raised suspiciously. 😐
“Why are you laughing?” Cemre immediately shook her head.
“Nothing.”
That was the wrong answer.
Sukru narrowed his eyes.
“Cemre.”
“No.”
“Cemre.”
“No.”
“Woman, I know that face.”
“What face?”
“The face you make before you expose my dignity.”
She laughed harder. His expression became offended. “You are my wife. You are supposed to protect my reputation.” She looked at him with complete seriousness.
“I tried.”
“You failed?”
“I nvr intended to succeed.”
“Traitor.”
😭😂
She moved closer and sat beside him. Her laughter slowly softened into a gentle smile. “No… I just remembered something.” His expression changed. The teasing disappeared. Only warmth remained. “What?” Cemre looked toward the room where their daughter slept. Her eyes became emotional. “The day I told you abt her.” The room became silent. A different kind of silence. The one filled with memories. The one that carried a thousand feelings. Sukru's smile slowly disappeared. Not from sadness. From being overwhelmed. Bcz no matter how many times he remembered that day…His heart reacted the same way. Like it happened yesterday. 🌸✨

TWO YEARS EARLIER… 😉❤️
It had been a normal morning.
Or at least…That was what SUKRU thought. He woke up feeling peaceful. His beautiful wife was beside him. Their married life was perfect. Mostly. Except for the fact that every morning started with an argument over who stole the blanket. 💀😂
“Give it back.”
“No.”
“It is MY blanket.”
“Our blanket.”
“You are a thief.”
“You married the thief.”
“And I regret everything.”
“You are lying.”
“I am.” 😭❤️
That was their normal. Chaos mixed with love. But that morning…Cemre was strangely quiet. Too quiet. And that was terrifying. Bcz a quiet Cemre always meant she was planning something. Sukru noticed immediately. At breakfast, she wasn't teasing him. She wasn't correcting his dramatic behaviour.
She wasn't stealing his coffee. Suspicious. Very suspicious.
Sukru: He put his cup down. “Who are you?”
She looked up. “What?”
He pointed at her. “Who are you and what did you do with my wife?”
She tried to hide her smile. “I’m sitting right here.”
Sukru: “No. My wife wakes up and annoys me before saying good morning.”
Cemre: “Excuse me?”
Sukru: “Exactly. That expression. There she is.”
😭😂
Cemre rolled her eyes. But her hands were shaking slightly.
And Sukru noticed. Immediately.
The joking stopped. His voice softened. “Cemre…” She looked away. That tiny movement was enough. He moved closer. “What happened?”😟 She took a deep breath. She had faced powerful enemies. She had exposed criminals. She had stood before entire business empires without fear. Yet somehow…Telling her husband this tiny secret made her more nervous than all those moments combined. Which was ridiculous. Bcz she knew he loved her. She knew he would be happy.
But still…Her heart was racing. “Why are you nervous?” She smiled softly.
Cemre : “You're going to make fun of me.”
Sukru: “I promise I won't.”
Cemre: “That's a lie.”
Sukru: “Okay. A small amount.”
Cemre: “Sukru.” 🤨
Sukru: “Sorry.” 😂❤️
She took a small box from behind her back. His eyebrows lifted.
Sukru: “A gift?”
Cemre: “No.”
Sukru: “A divorce paper?”
Cemre stared. “Do you wish to die today?” 🫩
Sukru: “Okay. Not divorce.” 😭💀
She couldn't stop laughing. Even in the most emotional moment…
He was impossible.She handed him the small box. His teasing expression remained as he opened it.
Sukru: “What is this? A new watch? A...” 😳 He stopped...Completely.
Inside the box…Was a tiny pair of baby shoes...Small...White. So small they fit in his palm. The entire world stopped. His breathing stopped. His thoughts stopped. Everything stopped. Cemre watched every change in his expression. The confusion...The realization...The disbelief. His eyes slowly lifted to her. For the first time in years…The famous Sukru Ozyildiz had absolutely no words.
“Cemre…” His voice cracked. She smiled with tears already forming.
Cemre: “Yes?” A silence. A long silence. Then
Sukru: “Are you serious?”
She nodded. A single tear escaped.
“Yes.” That was all it took. The man who had faced cameras, crowds, fame, and criticism without fear…
Broke. Completely. He sat there holding those tiny shoes like they were the most precious thing in the universe. His lips trembled. His eyes filled.
Sukru: “No…”
Cemre laughed through tears. “No?”
Sukru: “No, I mean yes. Yes. I mean…” He looked completely destroyed. She started laughing harder. “Sukru Ozyildiz, the man who gives interviews worldwide, cannot make a sentence?” “Be quiet. My brain resigned.”
😭😂❤️ She laughed. And then suddenly..He stood up. Walked toward her. And carefully held her face. His eyes searched hers. Sukru: “You're really carrying our baby?”
She nodded. “Yes.”
His forehead rested against hers.
A tear escaped his eyes. Not sadness. Not pain. Pure happiness.
Sukru: “Thank you.” Those two words broke her. “Thank you for making me a father.” Cemre began crying. Bcz she had expected excitement. She had expected happiness. But she hadn't expected gratitude. She whispered “You're going to be the most annoying father.”
He gasped.
“Annoying?”
“Overprotective.”
“Correct.”
“Dramatic.”
“Also correct.”
“Going to spoil our child.”
He smiled proudly. “Absolutely.” 😂❤️ Then suddenly He froze. Cemre became suspicious. “What?”🤨
His eyes widened. “What if the baby likes you more?”🥺😟 She stared.
Cemre: “That's your concern?”
Sukru: “Yes.”
Cemre: "Sukru."
Sukru: “I have competition already.” 😭 Cemre laughed so hard she almost cried agn. And that day…Their home was filled with laughter.
Tears. Thousands of silly arguments. A hundred plans. A million fears. And one tiny heartbeat that changed their entire universe forever. ❤️👶

BACK TO THE PRESENT… ✨💗
Cemre wiped the tears in her eyes.
“You were so dramatic.”
SUKRU looked offended.
Sukru: “I was becoming a father.”
Cemre: “You looked like you saw a ghost.”
Sukru: “It was a tiny expensive ghost.”
She gasped. “OUR daughter is not expensive.” He looked around the room.
Sukru: “The toys in the living room disagree.” 😭😂
Cemre hit his arm. “Unbelievable.”
He smiled. “No.”
He looked toward their daughter's room. “Unbelievably lucky.”
And for a moment…Neither of them said anything.Bcz some moments did not need words. They simply looked at the room where their little miracle slept. The same little miracle who had once been nothing more than a pair of tiny shoes in a small box..And now…She was their entire world. 🌸👶❤️

To be continued.... 👉👈✨💗🤭

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Part 34: The Girl In The Rain. 😌

Three years later… 🌙✨
The Ozyildiz house no longer felt like just a home. It felt like a world.
A world filled with soft footsteps, warm mornings, quiet laughter…and a tiny presence that changed everything without even speaking much. 🥺❤️ Morning sunlight spilled gently through the curtains. 🌤️ Cemre stood in the kitchen, hair loosely tied, holding a warm cup of tea. Everything around her looked peaceful… but there was a softness in her eyes that hadn’t existed before. Bcz now… she wasn’t alone in her mornings anymore. 💗
From the living room came small sounds…Soft little giggles. Tiny feet tapping on the floor. And the rustle of toys being dragged somewhere unknown. 🧸✨ Sukru sat on the couch nearby, dressed in casual home clothes, pretending to read a script but his eyes kept drifting to the same place agn and agn.
Their daughter. 👶💞 Small. Quiet. Innocent. She wasn’t loud like chaos…She was soft chaos. The kind that didn’t speak much… but still controlled the entire house with just her presence. 🥺 She sat on the carpet playing with wooden blocks, carefully stacking them with full focus like it was the most serious work in the world. Not a word. Just concentration… and tiny determined hands. 🌸 Sukru smiled without realizing.“…she looks like you when you’re angry.” 😌
Cemre didn’t even turn. “She looks like you when you’re pretending to be innocent.” 😏
Silence. Then Sukru: “…fair.” 😒
A small moment later…The baby quietly stood up, holding her tiny toy close, and walked slowly toward Cemre. 👶✨ No running. No shouting. Just soft steps. She gently tugged at Cemre’s shirt.
Cemre instantly softened. “Yes, my love?” 🥺❤️ The child didn’t speak.
Just raised her arms. "Uuu..up...Uuu..up" A simple request. Pick me up. 💗 Cemre immediately crouched and lifted her into her arms. The baby rested her head on her shoulder quietly… completely calm. Like that was her entire world. 🌸 Sukru watched the scene silently. Something warm hit his chest.“…she trusts you more than me.” 😌 Cemre smiled softly.
Cemre: “Bcz I don’t steal her snacks.”😒
Sukru: “I did that once.”🙂
Cemre: “You did it twice.” 😏
The baby stayed silent, blinking slowly, holding onto Cemre’s shirt like it was the safest place in the universe. 🥺
Afternoon came… 🌤️ The house was quieter now. The baby was sitting between them on the sofa, slightly sleepy, leaning back against Sukru's chest while holding Cemre’s finger tightly. 🤍 No talking. Just presence. Just peace.
Sukru gently adjusted her tiny hair, whispering softly: “She doesn’t even need noise to be chaos.” 😌
Cemre smiled. “She is peace chaos.” 🥺 A pause. Then she leaned her head slightly on Sukru's shoulder. For a moment… everything felt still. 🌙❤️
No fame...No cameras...No past.
Just them. And their little miracle. 👶✨
Evening… 🌙
Murat and Ece visited agn (as always bringing unnecessary drama). 💀😂 Murat immediately froze seeing the baby sitting quietly on the carpet. “…she’s suspiciously calm today.”
Ece whispered: “That’s scarier.” 😭
The baby didn’t react. Just looked at them once… then went back to playing with her toy. 🧸 Murat immediately stepped back. “I feel judged.”
Sukru nodded. “You are.” 😌
Murat: ofc. ofc. Afterall she's ur daughter..😒😂
Night arrived slowly… 🌙✨
The baby had fallen asleep between them on the bed, tiny hands still holding Cemre’s finger even in sleep. 🥺❤️ Her breathing was soft… steady… peaceful.
Cemre looked at her quietly.
“She doesn’t even make noise in sleep.”
Sukru whispered: “…like a dream we’re scared to wake up.” ❤️‍🩹
Cemre turned slightly toward him.
“You think we deserve this?”
Sukru didn’t hesitate. “No.”
She blinked. Then he added softly:
“But I’m thankful anyway.” 🌸
Cemre smiled… eyes softening.
And for the first time in a long time…silence didn’t feel empty.
It felt full. 💗✨ Outside, Istanbul kept shining. Inside, their little family slept peacefully…not loud…
not chaotic…just whole. 🥺❤️

To be continued... 😌✨💗

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