Evim Sensin Page #5

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Please forgive me

that I am leaving you.

You are so cruel.

Couldn't you give me

another chance?

What am I supposed to do now?

I'm lonely again.

Understand me!

I will not get divorced.

I beg you

tell me where she is.

It's better this way.

She is our child.

We suffer much more than you.

It's the best for both of you

to leave her with us.

Look, you're still young.

Go and make a good life for yourself.

Now, go home.

She is my home

and my life.

I will fall apart...

...if you take her from me.

I won't be able to

get back on my feet again.

I sent her to the US.

She'll get a long lasting

therapy there.

Forget her!

Go.

You were a very

stubborn child, you know?

I wasn't able to restrain you.

I was very afraid of

that temper of yours.

But after a while, I realized

that you are very much like me.

As I did

you got stubborn...

...when something was said

to be impossible.

This was why

I didn't let you go.

I am your father.

If I can't protect you,

stay behind you...

...what kind of father am I?

You are my first-born.

Maybe that's why we

are holding us so dear.

You used to fall on your

knees, you know?

Then you came with the ointment

and wanted me to apply it.

And after I applied it

I had to blow for minutes.

One night...

...you were in the garden with

your mother and saw a falling star.

You started to cry

saying that it would fall on me.

I was in Ankara that day

when your mother called me.

She said you were crying.

That you were stubborn.

That you weren't sleeping.

I came back hastily.

You eyes were bloodshot.

Yes, you didn't sleep...

...and you didn't eat.

When you saw me...

...you looked at me...

...came to me...

...looked with that teary eyes at me...

...touched my cheeks

with your tiny hands...

...and curling your lips, you said...

...daddy, don't go...

...don't go, daddy...

...don't go.

Don't go my child.

Don't go.

Don't go my child. Don't go!

Mum!

Where are you?

Don't leave me!

Mum!

Mum! Where are you?

Mum!

Don't go, mum.

Defne?

Are you ok?

What happened?

You have to see her, Iskender!

She needs you.

She never left.

She was always here.

I was scared of my dad,

I couldn't tell you.

I found this paper

in her hands the other day.

She wrote it to you

but forget to send it.

My love...

...my one and only.

I wanted to write you

before my mind leaves me again.

I feel better today.

Or I think that I do.

The swing door we met with you...

...the billiard saloon...

...the stories you told me,

your look, your smell, your anger...

...I remember everything.

Speaking of your anger...

...don't lose it, that's the

only thing that makes you strong.

Don't worry about me.

Find yourself someone nice

and be happy.

You don't know that but...

...you were a good husband.

I know that...

...because I was your wife.

Yes Sir,

how can I help you.

Where are you going, lad!

One second, man

where are you going?

I love you.

I love you very much.

I'm here my love.

I'm here my love.

I came to take you with me.

I will never let you go again.

It's over, you don't need to be afraid.

# You were my love.

# The one I loved.

# I loved you to death.

# You were my one and only.

# Destiny has split our ways.

# What shall we do, love

we couldn't make our home.

# I see, this love will burn

me and you.

# We drifted apart my love

for eternity.

You said, you wouldn't leave me?

Liar!

What are you writing again?

I won't say.

- Say it.

- I won't.

- I'll kill you, say it.

- No, I won't say it.

Say it.

C'mon say it.

- No.

- I'll kill you.

- I won't say.

- I'll kill you.

- I won't say it.

- I'll kill you, say it now!

I want to stay with you

until I die.

Did you write this?

Uh-huh.

And after you die?

I won't leave if you

don't want me to.

So you're going to be a ghost.

Why are you writing

such scary things.

Can't you think

of something more beautiful?

Like flowers, bugs,

fields, gardens.

Write such things.

- I'll do.

- I'll do!

Wait!

- Wait!

- Stop that!

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