Transcript takes place the 3rd of January ]]
To say his life was hectic would be an understatement. Between the end of the fiscal year, taxes, holiday parties, and planning for the wedding, Alper was losing the battle. Because he was so busy, the seamstress had to come to his work for his fitting.
"Brother, you should stop fidgeting, you are making Asya's life miserable," Huri kids from behind his desk, feet propped up on his desk as she leaned back in his seat. "It makes you look nervous."
Alper could only smile lovingly for his sister as he fought to stand still, looking down At Asya apologetically. "I know, I know. I am....I am just so nervous. I am being wed to the most amazing woman' I can hardly believe it." Sighs softly, looking back to his sister with a frown. "Am I right to do this?"
Huri laughed incredulously at her brother. "Does it feel right?"
He paused for a long moment, as if weighing things in his mind. "Yes, absolutely," Alper admitted without any further thoughts. "I love her with every fiber of my being."
"Then it is right, Alper," his sister replies kindly, slipping out of the chair as she rises to her feet. Sauntering over to Alper, she continues, "I am sure you two, or three, I suppose, will be most happy." Huri tugs at the folds of his suit jacket, tilting her head as she examines him with a critical eye. "I think I like this white color. It is a compliment to your features." Grinning, she leans forward to kiss his cheek. "Be good, brother. I will see you tonight."
With that, Huri tossed a hand up in departure and sauntered right out of his office. Alper sighed happily, not minding that Asya just pricked him with her needle or that the office was a hectic mess and his phone was ringing off the hook?all three of them.
To say his life was hectic would be an understatement. Between the end of the fiscal year, taxes, holiday parties, and planning for the wedding, Alper was losing the battle. Because he was so busy, the seamstress had to come to his work for his fitting.
"Brother, you should stop fidgeting, you are making Asya's life miserable," Huri kids from behind his desk, feet propped up on his desk as she leaned back in his seat. "It makes you look nervous."
Alper could only smile lovingly for his sister as he fought to stand still, looking down At Asya apologetically. "I know, I know. I am....I am just so nervous. I am being wed to the most amazing woman' I can hardly believe it." Sighs softly, looking back to his sister with a frown. "Am I right to do this?"
Huri laughed incredulously at her brother. "Does it feel right?"
He paused for a long moment, as if weighing things in his mind. "Yes, absolutely," Alper admitted without any further thoughts. "I love her with every fiber of my being."
"Then it is right, Alper," his sister replies kindly, slipping out of the chair as she rises to her feet. Sauntering over to Alper, she continues, "I am sure you two, or three, I suppose, will be most happy." Huri tugs at the folds of his suit jacket, tilting her head as she examines him with a critical eye. "I think I like this white color. It is a compliment to your features." Grinning, she leans forward to kiss his cheek. "Be good, brother. I will see you tonight."
With that, Huri tossed a hand up in departure and sauntered right out of his office. Alper sighed happily, not minding that Asya just pricked him with her needle or that the office was a hectic mess and his phone was ringing off the hook?all three of them.