took both Abla’s hands in hers. “Abla?” She called out with a voice that was barely a whisper. She wanted to confirm, but after her call went unanswered, sh

he took, but she hadn't wailed yet. She looked and sounded so calm that was certainly the calm before the storm. Abla

ing as though she had been infused with mental strength. She knew this wasn’t good, she had to cry. No, it was only natural if she cried. But she couldn’t,

able to close her mouth, they heard his wail from the door and skillfully, Yusra

or her when she was alive crying so hard when she was dead. Her heart wanted to believe that he was indeed in agony, but there was this strong pa

rm them.” She went to her room and stared hard at her phone as she wondered what the hell was going on in

e Abla went often and was mostly friends with all the women in the mosque organization. They came in almost

a was wrapped into the white shroud and she closed her eyes. What a painful sight. Everyone evacuated from the room and while she sat down at the far end of the room, she watched

anymore. Sadiya, Abla’s co-wife walked into the room and cried as well. Her twin daughters did too and everyone cried but not h

? Because it will, and because it wasn’t possible to do so, she trudged to her feet and placed her hand on the

hat looks this breathtaking even after her death. And to have such a beautiful smile is something

on to tell you myself. We haven’t even lived a day as the mother and daughter we are, even though we’ve lived over two decades but it’s still not the same. It’s so cruel to me, so unfai

ngs and to have a passage of air was a weight-load of work. She kissed her forehead again, “I shouldn’t delay you. But I wish you would call me Bebeğim just one more time. May Allah have mercy on your

t before the wooden bed was brought in. All of it happened right in front of her. How Musa and two men took her now tied body and placed it into the wooden bed and before

steps and car engines as they followed suite to the graveyard she would be buried in. Since when the last car drove out of the house, Yusrah

he house had tried to get her eat something but she couldn’t imagine eating anything. And when Kulthum asked if she would like any Turkish mea

nt down and darkness embraced the world, and she thought, her mother was really dead and she wasn’t coming back. She closed her eyes, appreciating

anted to extend his condolences to her came to meet her there. “You should eat something, Yusrah.” She heard her, but it was a

and it felt as though she would see her mother walking around. She didn’t walk with a stick in