Chapter 6 / Part Three

Derya Arslan

After closing the door to Habbab's office, I dry my tears indifferently. I smile, I still have him wrapped around my fingers. That damn boy brat is not going to ruin my plans, I have waited for over forty years for the Erdoğan family to finally pay for the sins of their father. Çakir Erdoğan.

I walk away from my grandson’s office and take the car home. But first I pass in front of Çakir's house... As I see the mansion to my mind come hundreds of memories full of pain and bitterness, but I also have happy ones, when both of us were just kids. I can hear the laughter of both of us, and the screams I gave the last day I was by his side.

I tell my driver to start while I swear to myself that I will see Çakir Erdoğan kneel and ask for my forgiveness. After an hour's drive, I finally enter my home, where I find a hysterical Enise, crying on the floor of the main courtyard.

"What the hell are you doing child?" I ask her, annoyed.

"Grandma." She stands up and runs to my skirt, I