El Pañuelo Rojo - Capitulo 34 | Part 2

In the quaint dance of hope and reality, one often wonders whether it's worth building castles in the air. But I hold fast to the belief that where there is life and hope, they should be gathered and made to speak. Let's give it a few days, let the echoes of this debate fade, and then we'll make our move. One of them is bound to face the court sooner or later, and then they won't even be able to look at each other, will they?

Love, Chat, and Scandal

Ah, Tahira, you've orchestrated the scandal of the year by tying the knot with a chatbot. We never did discuss this. How are things on your end?

"Well, there are a few things that weigh on my mind, I can't deny it. But overall, it's fine."

You're utterly smitten, aren't you?

Alas, why didn't you tell me sooner? We could have found a way to support her. If your brother weren't absent, he wouldn't have allowed them to take her away. Do you know who they handed her over to?

"No, I promised not to ask. I pledged it for the love of my daughter. Besides, after all this time, it wouldn't be good for the child to meet us. It would only confuse her greatly."

Does this mean we're leaving your daughter in the hands of strangers, letting them raise her? Don't say that. I will find a way to reunite this family—for my brother's sake, for my father's, for all of us. Rest assured, the Yuk children will never be in unfamiliar hands. I will bring them all together under one roof, at the same table. I can't bear the thought of it. If Belé is disabled and we have no money, and my son was abducted by that man, who knows where he might be now. Look at yourself—you've become... addicted because of all this suffering. How much more can we endure? This cannot go on.

Whispers in the Night

"Do not even think about it," he warns on the phone. "Alright, alright, dear. I'll see you at school tomorrow. Goodbye."

"Welcome, my dear. What have you brought? Who were you talking to?"

"No one important. Just a school friend."

A Vision of Prosperity

As we stand on the cusp of a new year, why not infuse some life into our endeavors? The work has been scarce, and the chill is biting. That's it! Let's drape the tables in transparent plastic, just like those fancy cafes do these days. Look, you can almost see it. We can gather the funds, and we'll even install a fireplace. Your eyes gleam because you know we could make a fortune this way. You'll be the manager of the company, mark my words.

"Don't mock me! I just want to save up and carve out my own path. I don't want to be a burden to others. I'll have my own place, close my door, and live my life."

"We've seen how well that worked out last time, haven't we? You closed your door. God, give him some wisdom. Ask him to design a website for us. What's that, you ask? It's like an address on the internet. It pops up when you type a name—photos, information about us. We'll throw in a couple of sophisticated lines, and you'll see how this place will skyrocket to fame. We'll outshine those other restaurants, won't we?"

Shadows of Concern

"You're not picking up," she says with concern. "It's alright, dear. I'll handle it. And please, I'm too frail to do anything right now."

"Don't worry. I'll take care of everything. And please, I'm too frail to do anything right now."

"Very well."

"Alright, go rest. If anyone asks, tell them you were helping out at the café or something."

Echoes of Family

"Good morning, my dear wife."

"First of all, stop calling me your wife. And secondly, I want to learn about the business so that when the shop is mine, I know how to run it."

"My dear wife, what are you talking about? It's as if I'm about to kick the bucket. Osman, you're already dead, and no one mourns you. You'll receive a court order soon, and all of this will be mine. You won't be able to sell anything in this store without my permission."

Whispers in the Dark

"Zafer is calling."

"You answer it."

"He's called many times today. Tell him I'm sleeping. I don't want to bother him. Why isn't he answering?"

The Dance Continues

In this delicate dance of hope and reality, we find ourselves teetering on the edge of uncertainty. Each step forward, a gamble. Each pause, a moment of introspection. The echoes of family, love, and concern reverberate in the shadows, painting a vivid tableau of the human experience. And so, the dance goes on, with hope leading the way, and reality following closely behind.