A few weeks pass. And the weather is getting warmer, so I decided to head out and look for some fruits. This land is known for its strawberries so I hope to find some. I'm getting Alaca ready when I see my brave boy walk up to me.
A: "How are you, Bala Ana?"
B: "Alhamdulilah, I'm okay just heading out to pick some fruits."
A: "Let me come!"
Out of everyone I would love for Ahmet'm to tag along but... I was hoping this can be a moment to myself I also wanted to ride out to Goncas grave. But it's been so long that I want to hear about Ahmet's life and what I missed out on.
B: "Of course."
We head out, not too far from the tribe.
Ahh yes there they are beautiful red strawberries a sweet drink I can make for the children of the tribe. Right as I am about to pick one out an arrow slashes right beside me cutting my right arm. I whipped around only to see...MALHUN?!?
B: "WHAT? MALHUN WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!?!"
M: " YOU ONLY TAKE OSMAN AWAY FROM ME! AND I DON'T WANT THAT, I WANT THIS CHILD TO BE MINE AND MINE ONLY!!"
A: "balaaa--"
B:"ARE YOU CRAZY MALHUN?"
A:"Balaaaa-"
M:" IF OSMAN IS GOING TO LOVE YOU YOU UNGRATEFUL BEING I WILL END IT!!"
A:"BALA!"
I wake up my head is heavy I'm still at the strawberry field. Ahmet is here with me.