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What are you doing in this mansion
in the middle of the night?

I didn't have this child alone.

You need to take responsibility too.
That's why I'm here.

Of course my son
will take responsibility.

My son isn't the kind of man
to turn his back and walk away.

This is his mansion,
his family's home.

Get out.

Get out.

This matter won't be discussed here.
Leave, now.

Cihan, that's disgraceful.

This woman is carrying your child,
your blood.

And now, in this state,
you're throwing her out?

You should've thought about that earlier.

This woman is carrying a son.

She's carrying your son.

Isn't that right, Ms. Alya?

This woman is carrying my son's son.

Now, let's consider something.

Can a woman, knowing her husband
is expecting a son from another woman...

...continue to live under the same roof?

Can her heart,
her stomach take it?

You know who needs to leave,
don't you?

Ms. Aliye.

Now that you've found out,
you're not staying here, right?

You're the one who needs to leave.

First of all, it's Alya,
not Aliye, Ms. Sadakat.

You invited Ms. Mine here
at this hour...

...so she could bring
the big announcement...

...but your excitement
will be short-lived
because this is no surprise to me.

Because Cihan already told me.

So yes, I knew.
I already knew.

And another thing. For a while now...

...you keep talking about a son, a male heir.
How shameful.

If that baby is a girl,
is she not a child?

Are we not children?

I am ashamed on your behalf.

The child in Ms. Mine's womb...

...may be Cihan's child.

And yes, as you said, Cihan is not a man
who would turn his back and walk away.

He shouldn't leave.

There is a baby involved.

An innocent baby.

What exactly are you trying to do with this?

Let me clarify something—
I think you're getting confused.

I've said this many times before, but...

I am Cihan's wife.

You said it yourself.

Talking about how my husband is expecting
a baby with another woman. Cihan is my husband.

According to your definition,
I am his legally married wife.

Why should my heart not handle it?
Why should my stomach not take it?

Do you think I'm the one
who should be ashamed here?

I am here in this mansion
as Cihan's wife.

Unless I decide otherwise,
no one can force me to leave.

Congratulations on your baby, Ms. Mine.
I hope you welcome them in good health.

But the situation you've put
yourself in is truly unfortunate.

I think you're already too late to claim a place
in this mansion. What's the point?

Just stop.
I've told you so many times—just stop.

I'm heading to my room now—
anything else?

Good evening.

Look at her audacity.

As if this marriage were real,
just because she signed two pieces of paper...

...does she really believe
she's the lady of this mansion?

Standing up straight and acting dignified
doesn't make you a woman.

Especially not a woman of this lineage.

-Mom, enough...
-Cihan!

Mom!

Just because you're my mother doesn't mean
you can say whatever you want to me.

Got it? Know your limits.
Step back and wait your turn.

You're going to have that baby.

Our baby.

The child you used to deceive me,
the child you used to trap me.

The child you used as a ticket
to step inside this mansion.

You will give birth to
the child you treated like a pass.

I will take care of that child.

That child has a place in my life
because they are innocent.

But you have no place in my life.
Not even a trace.

You heard Alya.
She will stay.

And you will never come
to this mansion thinking...

...that you'll take Alya's place.

If there's anything
about the child...

...I will come to you,
and we will talk.

I'm here now.
Why aren't we talking now?

If there's anything about the child,
I will come to you—and that's when we'll talk.

This matter
will not be discussed under this roof.

Nare.

She's leaving—
escort her.

Go on.

Go on!

Kaya, step aside.

Alright, Mom, your turn.

It's your turn to answer.

Tell me, how could you
let that woman into this mansion?

Send her away all you want...

...but you have a bond with her now.

That woman is carrying a part of you.

This only concerns me, Mom.

If that child is my grandchild,
it concerns me too.

And it will keep concerning me.
I won't back down!

Back down or move forward...

...run or gallop,
there's only one thing that matters to me, Mom.

This is my life, my decisions...

...your rules don't apply.

Your wife needs to leave.

Mine belongs here.

The woman who carries on
your lineage is your woman.

Alya is my wife.

And that is something you will never change.

She left.

I saw.

How did Ms. Sadakat allow it?
Incredible.

She was afraid of you.

-Is this really the time for jokes, Cihan?
-I'm not joking.

She was afraid of you.

Mom had planned
everything around your escape.

That's why she brought Mine in,
like a bomb dropped between us.

She thought you'd turn your back
and walk out of the mansion, but...

...you caught her off guard.

Every drop of venom flowing from
my mother's mouth is now sinking inside her.

That's why she can't digest
her defeat—she can't accept it.

She'll find a way.

She'll find it by morning.

She'll think, recharge herself,
do something—but she'll find a way.

Recharge herself?

-Now you're joking.
-I'm not joking.

Then what is this?

I'm just trying to phrase the truth
in a way that hurts less.

I'm sorry.

You didn't know either.

I mean…

Even while I was trying to figure out
how to deal with this…

…she showed up and
sat Mine right in front of us.

And you—you stood your ground, Alya…

You don't know how much it means to me
that you stood beside me.

You said, "If I fall,
you will lift me up"…

…you meant this, didn't you?
This is what you were talking about?

Actually…

…the day I said those words…

…I didn't know Mine was pregnant.

I only suspected.

To make a long story short—
tonight, I stood up because of you.

And because of you, I stayed standing.

I don't know if I deserve your support,
but I do know one thing.

The day I married you,
I should have left Mine.

I made a mistake.

You married me because of Boran's will.
Our...

Our marriage was never a real marriage.

We were never truly husband and wife.

Yes, this marriage turned my life upside down
but so did yours.

Now I see it much more clearly—
your life was upended too.

You had a life.
A personal life.

You couldn't have just
ended it all at once.

On the day we got married, Mine could have come
and said, "I'm pregnant"...

...she could have said it then—or later.

And she did say it.

And we...

...were already caught in the middle of something
that never truly began.

We were in the middle of it.

No, we were at the start of it.

Cihan...

At the hospital, I tried to say something to you,
but I couldn't finish it.

Alright, don't say it.
Not anymore.

Let's not talk about this.

We can't talk about it.

It's difficult for me.
Yes, we don't have a real marriage...

...and yes,
none of this is your fault, but still...

...another woman...

...expecting your child—
it's not easy for me.

I know.

-Mom, you're home!
-My boy.

Sleep... Why aren't you asleep?
Didn't you sleep?

I didn't. You didn't come,
you didn't say good night.

My bedtime story was left unfinished.
Who's going to read it?

I will read your story—
who else would read it?

Come here.

Let's go read your story.

-Good night, Dad.
-Good night, son.

Come here.

Hello, Ms. Sadakat.

Have you arrived home?

I have arrived home.

Ms. Sadakat,
this isn't what we discussed.

You told me Alya wouldn't stay—
Alya would leave.

Instead of leaving, she acted as if she was
the only one with any rights...

...humiliated me—and I was the one
forced to leave.

This isn't what we discussed.

Look, we've realized this won't be so easy.

Don't give up so quickly just because Ms. Aliye
said a few words...

...this isn't over.

Nothing has been lost yet.
Once that child is born...

...place Cihan's child in his arms...

...and we'll see if Ms. Aliye
can still stay in that mansion.

Ms. Sadakat,
what are you saying?

Are you telling me
to wait until the child is born?

You are carrying
Cihan's child.

You must be patient. When the time comes,
I will support you completely.

Be patient.
Patience brings peace.

Alright, hang up now.

-Brother.
-Yes?

-Should we come in?
-Yes.

Brother, I really don't know
what to say.

I was in shock when I saw
Mine in the living room.

Should I say something to Mine?
Or should I be mad at Mom?

How does something like this even happen?
Not once, not twice—but three times?

Brother, but Alya stood by your side.

She stood stronger than
I ever expected—completely firm.

Yeah. And why are you so down about it?
I don't understand.

Your wife stood firmly beside you.
She said things that left me speechless.

-She spoke beautifully, didn't she?
-She did.

But that doesn't mean
she wasn't hurting.

That doesn't mean she wasn't wounded,
or that she wasn't broken.

No matter how strong
she seemed from the outside...

...I know exactly
how much pain she's feeling inside.

I know it very well.

Look, that child is innocent.

Blameless.

But real.

And from a woman
I never wanted.

And I have no idea
how to deal with this reality.

Look, Cihan…

…when he called me "Dad," and when I promised him
he wouldn't have a sibling…

…now, what do I tell him?
Tell me.

If you were in my place,
what would you say
to someone who trusted you so much?

How do I explain it?

How do I earn their trust again?

Look, inside me...

...there's still one unbroken part.

Just this much.
Alya and Cihan.

And even that
started to crack today.

It stings.

Brother, don't be upset.
Please don't be upset.

She chose to walk
shoulder to shoulder with you.

I believe in you two—
you'll find a way.

She didn't turn her back on you.
I saw it with my own eyes.

Together, you can bear
any burden.

I've grown tired of
piling weight onto her shoulders...

...but she never grew tired
of carrying it.

If you don't give up, she won't either.

She is strong, and she will fight—you'll see.

Even if she doesn't say it,
there is a deepening bond between you.

A growing strength day by day.

And I think you already
know what that strength is called.

Hey, the child is sleeping—don't.

Better this way—he won't hear.

-Please.
-Listen.

You spoke so proudly upstairs, so arrogant…

…but don't think you fooled me.

I saw right through you,
Ms. Aliye.

Leave.

The thought of Cihan holding
his real child—not yours...

...felt like a fist lodged in your throat.

I know, because no woman
can accept this—you couldn't either.

You too, right?
I told Mine the same thing.

Just wait until Cihan holds that child...

-Get out.
-Just wait until that child...

...starts walking around this mansion...

...then I'll see if
that proud expression on your face...

...still stays or disappears.

My son is sleeping—get out.

-Out.
-You're angry.

You're going to get even angrier,
Ms. Aliye—this is far from over.

Mom.

-Leave.
-What are you saying to her?

Nare, for God's sake,
get out—the child is sleeping.

Alright, don't worry.

Mom, what are you doing?

Get a hold of yourself.
Listen, I'm telling you one last time...

...if you keep acting this way,
my brother won't tolerate it much longer.

And what will he do?

Will he abandon his mother, his father?
Don't be ridiculous.

Alya... Alya, I am so sorry.

I truly am, but this will pass.

I swear it will pass.
Just hold on, okay?

Please don't turn your back on my brother.

Keep fighting, don't stop.
Remember what you told me...

...you told me to fight—
so please, don't give up either.

It's not easy, Nare.

It's really not easy.

♪ Our windows face the wind ♪

♪ What you call love is face-to-face ♪

♪ If only you could see what's inside my chest ♪

♪ The laughter and joy is for strangers ♪

♪ It's for them ♪

♪ For strangers ♪

You have to go where your heart tells you.

And you said something else...

...I've always loved what I lost.

Then, you said, "But you were right..."

...it's important not to be too late.

The nurse came in, you stopped talking.
You left your sentence unfinished.

So, what were you going to say?

Maybe we'll go again someday.

♪ The dawn of morning is beyond the day ♪

♪ Who have I ever loved more than you? ♪

♪ You've become a shrine, now you ask for sacrifice ♪

♪ I couldn't find an offering greater than my life ♪

♪ Than that ♪

This is the place
where my heart feels lighter.

I don't want to stain
this moment, this beautiful memory...

Yes.

...with such a heavy truth.

That woman—
why did she come to this mansion?

I don't understand. Ms. Sadakat brought her
right into the living room...

...sat her down—why?

-Because she's pregnant, that's why.
-Oh...

Pakize, hush,
this is none of your business.

What do you mean it's none of my business?
She has a child with a married man...

...and then walks in here shamelessly?

Where's the honor,
where's the decency, Muzaffer?

What does this have to do with honor, Ümmü?
You know it's an old matter.

-What's the man's fault in this?
-Oh, just stop!

You men always find a way out—
what do you mean "what's the man's fault"?

Do it, then act clueless later.
Silence, Kadir!

Why are you yelling at me?

Like I did something?
What's my fault?

If you're defending her,
you must know something, Kadir.

You've shown your colors—be quiet!

-God help us.
-Enough already!

Enough! What's gotten into you
this morning?

Anyway, I'm telling you...

...if that woman sets foot in this house...

...I'll pack up and leave.
I won't serve her—I won't.

-I'll take Pakize with me too!
-What?

What does Pakize have to do with this?
Why have you been on edge all morning?

You grabbed the flute and started
playing nonstop over our heads.

You misunderstood, Kadir.
Look, defending is just like doing, alright?

-You made your stance clear.
-How is that related?

Kadir, don't waste your breath, son,
just don't.

They've got a vendetta against men—
whatever you say, it's pointless!

See? They say defending is just like doing!

Get some fresh air so your brain works properly.
Go take a walk!

-Men...
-I couldn't even eat my molasses.

My hands and feet are shaking, God!

-Ümmü, where's my grandchild?
-He said he's eating downstairs.

He's making an omelet
with Pakize using goose eggs.

Alright, enjoy your meal.

-Özkan is being discharged today.
-Thank God.

I'm heading to Mardin now,
I need to prepare the house.

I ordered a hospital bed,
I need to set it up.

Should I come with you? I can help.

No need, sister.
I'll take Nare, alright?

No, neither of you need to.
We'll meet at the hospital anyway.

-I just want to be alone for a bit.
-Okay, as you wish.

Rest assured, dear,
you're doing the right thing.

I'll be at the hospital too.
We'll send Özkan off with blessings and prayers.

God sees the sacrifices you're making.

And later, you will be rewarded.

I'll go to Nusaybin to check on
Mr. Cezmi's daughter for you.

Last time, you went to check on a girl and came back
from the hospital in the morning, Mom.

Let's hope we don't find you
at Mine's house this time.

You're right about that.

When will you talk to Mine
about the child?

Come on, I'll drop you off.

See you, Nare.
Enjoy your meal.

Your eyes are screaming
you won't stay put, Mom.

Would they ever stay put?

Mom, look, please.

Patience is running out.
Please, please stop.

-I'm begging you.
-You'll be waiting a long time.

Enjoy your meal, Mom.

-Enjoy your meal.
-Let's go.

-Yes, Kaya?
-How are you?

Good, thanks.
How are you?

Managing, thank God.

-I have a question for you.
-Go ahead.

Is Zerrin still with you?

She went back, Kaya.
She returned to Demir.

Any news on Hamada?

-No, we'll inform you once we find him.
-Okay, I'll be waiting.

Search every corner, son.
Don't stop tracking him, alright?

Go, go.

-What's going on?
-Cihan, we got word from our men...

...they spotted Hamada
somewhere near Afrin's entrance.

-When?
-Last night.

He covered his tracks quickly,
but don't worry, we'll find him.

Someone is definitely hiding him.

Otherwise, organizing alone
wouldn't be this easy.

True.

Search every village in the area,
turn them inside out, Old Man. Got it?

We'll find him, don't worry, Cihan.
We'll find him.

Go.

You fool, you never stop being an idiot.

By exposing that you knew Boran's location,
you signed your death sentence.

Now everyone will know
who the killer is.

Don't pin the crime on me—you did it, Ecmel!

You did it, you filthy traitor, you did it!

You did it—you're lying, Ecmel!

-You did it!
-Cihan, he's searching for Hamada.

What happens if he finds him?

What happens?
It'll be exposed that you're the murderer.

What else could it be, Ecmel?
What else?

We'll see! Who's the killer,
who's a sellout—we'll see!

Everyone will understand.

We'll see, Ecmel.
We'll see who sold out...

...who's a disgrace.
In the end, we'll see.

You bastard, you lowlife...

We'll see.

You filthy ***!

Peace be upon you.
We've brought the bed, where should we put it?

In the living room,
but the couches need to be moved first.

-Okay.
-Go ahead.

Şahin, why did you come?

I came to help.

Alright, the setup is done.
Anything else?

-No, thank you for your help.
-May he recover soon. May God grant him healing.

If they asked me for my life
to prevent this, I'd give it.

But this is how it turned out.

I don't have the power to take away your pain...

...but when I'm not with you,
I can't bear to see you drown in it.

Şahin, stop.

You shouldn't be here.

I can't love anyone else.
I can't build a home with anyone else.

I only ever wanted you.

Şahin, it's too late.

I have no expectations, don't be afraid.

But the truth is...

...my heart won't accept
anyone but you.

It never will.

Let me be with you.
I'll just stay silently.

Şahin, how would that work?
If I see you, look at you...

...how will I pull myself together?
Won't this hurt me more? Tell me.

Okay.

But know this...

...whenever you need help,
I will always be here for you.

Come on, let me take you to the hospital.

Bring Özkan home.

Alya, can we talk for a bit?

I'm listening.

Soon, I'll be speaking with Mine about the child.

Okay.

Before I talk to her,
I wanted to talk to you first.

Until she gives birth...

...Mine can continue living
in her current house...

...and I will provide her
with financial support from time to time.

After the child is born...

...I'll buy a new house
for Mine and the child.

They will move in and live there.

And when I want to see the child, only the child
will come to the mansion. That's how I'll see them.

And Ms. Sadakat will accept this,
is that it?

I've made my decision.

Cihan, I don't know. I mean...

-I'm late for my shift. We'll talk later.
-Alya...

Enjoy your meal.

Mr. Cihan, is there a problem
with work? Why are you here?

Don't play games with me, Mine.
We need to talk.

Did you really choose
your workplace for this conversation?

What was I supposed to do—take you out to dinner?
What do you want?

Honestly, I wasn't expecting that...

I thought we'd sit down at home
and talk like civilized people.

You're right,
but you crossed the line of decency long ago.

Don't interrupt me now.
Listen carefully.

First, the moment the child is born,
I'll register them under my name.

Second, you will decide
whether before or after the birth...

...I'll buy you a house,
and you'll live there.

Are you saying you'll live apart
from your child and not see them?

I'll see them. Whenever I want to see them,
my men will bring the child to me...

...and I'll see them in the mansion.

You... You'll live under the same roof
as Deniz...

...but keep your own child away.
Is that what you're saying?
Am I understanding this right?

You understand perfectly.
That's exactly it.

Like I said, make your decision.
Before or after the child is born...

...let me know.

One minute, Cihan…

...Cihan, just a minute, we need to talk.

Cihan, wait!

-Cihan, don't you hear me?
-Stop shouting, don't annoy me!

-I will shout!
-Cihan?

Ms. Sadakat!
You said justice would be served…

...he decided not to bring
his child to the mansion!

-Hold on, Cihan, what is she talking about?
-It's none of your business.

He says he'll get us a separate house...

...and the child will grow up away from him.

-Stop yelling, Mine!
-I will yell!

That will absolutely not happen!
My grandchild will grow up in our mansion.

-The child will live in the mansion, Cihan.
-And what about me?

What about me? Will I wait at the mansion gates
just to see my child?

Mine, this conversation is over.
It's been decided!

No!

This thing is not over, Cihan!
My grandchild will grow up in the mansion!

Listen, I will not abandon my child!

-Cihan.
-What now?

Ms. Sadakat, we need to talk.
It's important.

-What is it?
-What happened?

Our people will be here any moment.

Please leave.

Alright, go on inside.

Hello, but Özkan isn't in his room?

Was he moved somewhere else?

-Um… Ms. Nare…
-Yes?

-Ms. Nare?
-Ms. Nare what? Just say it.

Where is Özkan?

Why aren't you saying anything?
I'm asking where Özkan is! He's not in his room!

-Nare.
-Ah, where is Özkan?

Alya, Özkan isn't in his room.
I keep asking, but no one answers.

-I don't understand what's happening.
-Okay, okay, come sit here.

-What happened? Did something happen?
-Can you sit down for a moment?

No, I won't sit down—
tell me if something happened!

-Please, just sit for a moment.
-Did something happen?

What happened? Did something happen?

Özkan suddenly took a turn for the worse.

They did everything they could.
Everything was done.

He had a clot—
it blocked his artery...

His heart couldn't take it, Nare.

Darling...

We lost Özkan.

I'm so sorry for your loss.

Come, sit.

My condolences, dear.

-My condolences.
-Thank you, may God bless you.

-Thank you, may God bless you.
-Thank you.

-My condolences.
-Thank you.

Alya...

...Cihan is talking about
not bringing his own child to the mansion...

...is that because of you?

We're at a funeral, Mine.

Alya, listen—Sadakat says
this child will grow up in the mansion...

...Cihan says,
"I will never let you into the mansion."
They'll take my child away from me.

-I won't abandon my child.
-We're at a funeral.

I know we're at a funeral, but what could be more important?
Alya, you're a mother too.

You didn't abandon your child either.

How can you live with this?

-My condolences. May he rest in peace.
-Thank you.

Alya, come on.

-I'm going to my mother.
-Old Man, accompany her.

-Cihan.
-Go on, Mine. Leave!

-Darling.
-Yes?

Come with us, let's go home.

Let's go home, darling.

Mom, you go ahead.
I'll stay a little longer.

-You're staying?
-I am.

-Come with us, dear.
-Mom, come on.

Back to the mansion, let's go.

Come on!

Ümmü, come on, dear.

If I may, I'd like to offer my condolences.

I'm so sorry for your loss, Nare.

I'm deeply sorry.

The last time we spoke, he told me...

..."Either leave now or stay by my side forever."

I said I would stay, but he knew.

He knew I stayed out of obligation—
that I didn't want to.

Since he knew I wouldn't leave, he left.

My condolences.

Thank you.

Özkan, I'm so sorry.

Truly, I am.

I owed you a life.

I wish things had turned out differently.

I wish it had been a happy ending.

I wish I had stayed by your side
out of love, not obligation.

But it was impossible.

Forgive me.

May your resting place be gentle.

May you find peace.

♪ The one I loved, not once did you ♪

♪ Call me beloved, not once ♪

♪ Wandering lonely day and night ♪

♪ You never said someone weeps for me ♪

Mom...

...I'm here.

♪ You never said someone weeps,
someone weeps for me, beloved ♪

Mom, I've always been without you,
but now…

After such a short time,
it's becoming too heavy.

Your absence weighs on me.

I am fading, piece by piece.

Parts of me are leaving,
bit by bit.

I didn't leave.
I stayed—I chose to stay.

But it's breaking me even more.

I'm trying to stand.

I'm trying.

I'm trying in your absence.

The man I love
is having a child with another woman.

♪ Is it a crime for me to love you? ♪

♪ I'm crying, burning with longing ♪

You're gone—that's true.

I'm enduring.

♪ You never said "take this balm,
apply it to your wound" ♪

I'll endure.

♪ You never said "apply it,"
never said it, beloved ♪

Goodbye, Mom.

♪ Not once did you say "smile" to me ♪

♪ Never told me to wipe away my tears ♪

♪ I chased after you all my life ♪

♪ Never once did you say "come" ♪

♪ Never once did you say "come," or "beloved" ♪

♪ Never said "come," beloved ♪

Şahin, you went to the funeral.

Son, what were you doing there?
Have you lost your mind?

It's none of your business, Mom.
Stay out of it.

I'm saying this for your own good,
if only you'd listen.

What do I need to listen to, Mom?

Listen to what?
What do you have to tell me?

You don't have the right
to talk anymore.

Son.

-My dear.
-Oh, God.

Look, her husband has died.
From now on, things will get better.

Don't get your hopes up too much.

If a woman's husband
gave his life for her...

...she can't just turn around
and look at someone else.

It's shameful.
And it wouldn't suit you.

Look, all of this is because of you, Mom.

If you had reached out to me,
if you had been there for me...

...maybe none of this
would have happened.

You should be ashamed of yourself.

That woman will never
step foot in this mansion!

Do you hear me?
I will never let her cross this threshold!

Remember that!

Did he just say "shame"?

Ümmü and I made halva
and gave it out.

Neighbors, friends, everyone…

...they were all saddened
by Özkan's fate.

We got angry, we argued,
but I never really understood him,
to be honest.

He loved you so much
he gave his life for you.

That is a great sacrifice,
I hope you take time to think about it.

Is this really the time to be thinking about that?
Are you okay?

Do I need to ask you?
Get out, know your place!

I'm not leaving.

You leave, Mom. Go on.

And why should I?

I'm explaining to her what people think.
That's all I'm saying.

What's wrong with that?

No, that's not what you're doing.
You're using her pain as an opportunity…

...trying to crush her under guilt.
Mom, do you think we don't see it?

Oh, well done!
You figured it out.

I'm talking so she stays away from Şahin, yes.

Ms. Sadakat, do you not see her state?
Is this really the right time?

Enough, be quiet!

And who are you to tell me
what to do?

She's my wife.

And a woman who cares about her
more than you do.

I don't care about Nare?
I'm her mother.

It's my duty to warn her before it's too late.
My daughter, Şahin is not for you.

Mom, do I really have to hear this
right now?

Please.

Mom, didn't you promise?

Didn't you swear you wouldn't interfere?
What happened?

I did. If Özkan had lived, if Nare had stood in front of me
and said, "I'm divorcing," I wouldn't have objected.

God is my witness,
but when I swore on that book…

…I didn't swear that my daughter
could be with Şahin…

…or that she could marry him.

So you're saying
it's just excuses all the time?

-It won't happen anyway.
-I'm here to make sure it doesn't.

I'm here to prevent it.

You know very well
what Ecmel did to me, dear. I told you.

Şahin is his son.

If Boran was killed by that man,
if Ecmel really is the murderer...

...then how will you build a life with Şahin?

How? Please think about it.
I'm saying this to warn you.

-So your eyes won't be blinded, Nare.
-Mom!

Mom, enough!
Mom, I've had enough!

Please! I won't be with Şahin,
I won't be with anyone, okay?

Alright, dear.

That's the right choice.

Look, don't back down from this.
Don't forget what you said.

-When it's your turn.
-There won't be a turn.

-I have something to say to you.
-I'm not listening.

You will listen—
I am your mother.

-You will listen.
-I won't! If you're my mother, act like it!

Act like a mother!

This is not how
a mother should be.

Take care of this girl, Kaya, and me.
This is not the way, Mom.

I told your wife to leave, she didn't.

I told you to divorce, you didn't.
It's up to you.

Whether you bring Mine into the mansion or not
is on your conscience.

But when Mine's child is born,
they will stay in this mansion.

Alya, let's go.
Come on, Alya.

I'll check on you later, Nare.

Ignore it.

That child will live in this mansion.

In the end, this will drive me mad.

In the end, I will lose my mind.

I told you,
but I said Ms. Sadakat wouldn't accept it.

Of course, she'll want
her grandchild in the mansion.

-It won't happen, Alya.
-Cihan.

It won't.

Your mother won't allow it.

And once that baby is born,
you won't allow it either.

Once you see the baby,
hold them, take in their scent...

...everything will change.
You'll want them by your side.

Your mother will push,
and you won't be able to resist.

It's your baby—
how could you resist?

You won't leave them, Cihan.
It's impossible.

Trust me, once you see the baby,
it won't be like this.

A child doesn't separate from its father.

-Or its mother.
-No.

-Or its mother.
-Alya.

Cihan, look, even Mine knows me better.

She came to me at the funeral,
do you know what she said?

"You never abandoned your son,
so how can I abandon mine?"

She's right.

How could she leave him?

She won't.

And I don't want her to.
I won't allow it. She shouldn't.

A mother should be with her baby.

Mine will not enter this mansion.

She won't.

Cihan, she will.
She has to.

I don't know what to do.

I don't know.

What will you do?

-What do you expect me to do?
-I don't know.

How should I act?
What should I do?

I can't.

I can't.

I can't either.

I can't either.

But what will we do?

Let's leave it to time.

Let's leave it to time.
Let's see what it shows us together, okay?

Okay.

Let's leave it.

-Good morning.
-Good morning.

-Good morning.
-Good morning, sister.

Thank you, Ümmü.

Where is Cihan?

-He went to bed late, he's still sleeping.
-Let him sleep.

Should I make you some coffee, Ms. Alya?
I just brewed it fresh.

-Sure, that would be a bother.
-Oh, please, it's no trouble.

Today, I'll take the belongings.

Then, we'll put the house up for sale.

I spoke with Mr. Cezmi last night.

I said my son should see her first,
and he agreed.

Her name is İpek. İpek Önderlioğlu.
You'll meet her today.

You arranged everything already?

Didn't you tell me to find a girl?

If you're marrying without
even seeing her, it makes no difference to me.

Alright, no need to meet her,
let's just go and ask for her hand.

Kaya, you're being stubborn, son.
Don't do this. Let go of this obsession.

You'll regret it.

I won't. I went to their doorstep.
The meeting is already arranged.

You will go to the meeting, Kaya,
understood?

Otherwise, what will I tell Mr. Cezmi?
We'll be disgraced.

Right, Mom. What will you tell him?
So that WE'RE the ones disgraced?

Fine, if it makes you happy,
I'll go.

-Kaya! Kaya!
-Brother, look, this is my decision.

Stay out of it.

Please.

Enjoy your meal.

Don't interfere with him— he's right.

The boy is making the right choice,
leave him be.

Nare, he won't end up like you.
His fate won't be like yours.

Ümmü, set up the lower room
on the vine-covered floor.

We'll prepare it for the baby.
Come on.

Don't you dare!

Don't!

I made sausage—it's hot.

I have food cooking on the stove.
Excuse me.

I don't know if you even have a heart, Mom…

…but if you do,
it's as cold as a grave.

Alya.

Alya.

Alya, she's doing this to wear you down,
you know that, right? She's doing it on purpose.

I know.

-I need to check on Deniz, please.
-I'll come too.

Don't be late for the company.

Keçe.

You scared me to death!

Are you really that scared of me?

I'm not scared of you.
Seeing you makes me sick.

Why are you here again?

So when this baby is born,
what will happen to your school?

Why do you care, Demir?

Did you come all the way
from the mansion just to ask me that?

I really did.

I'm obsessive, you know.
Not normal.

What will happen to the child?

I'll handle it myself.

-If I drop out of school, will you be really upset?
-Of course I will.

Because I promised
I would make sure you got an education.

I'll take care of the baby, don't worry.

No way.
You really are not normal.

I'm starving.
Let's go eat something.

No. Go eat whatever junk you want,
I'm going to the mansion.

No way.

No way.

Don't worry, Keçe, I'll treat you.

Besides, you're a student—if you treated someone,
it'd just be pasta.

But I'll get you some meat.

And my cousin said,
"Make sure to feed her well."

-"Listen to 'story' advice, right?"
-Okay, Demir, just be quiet!

This way.

-Welcome, sir.
-Thank you. The key is in the ignition.

Understood, sir.

-Welcome, sir. Please come in.
-Hello.

I had a reservation—Kaya Albora.

-Of course, Mr. Kaya.
-This way.

We can start service once my guest arrives.

Certainly, sir.

What am I even doing?

-Hello.
-Hello.

I thought you wouldn't remember me,
but you recognized me.

Sorry?

Oh, never mind…

When you stood up, I thought it was because
you recognized me.

No, honestly, I didn't recognize you.
I was just leaving.

Oh.

Do we know each other?

-I knew you.
-Oh, really?

Yes.

-Who are you?
-I'm İpek.

İpek Önderlioğlu.

-İpek Önderlioğlu?
-Yes.

So, I'm the girl you were supposed to meet.

But I think you were about to leave.

Well…

Sorry, I just…

That's how it happened.

Please, have a seat if you'd like.

But you were leaving.

Yes, I was actually, but…

I really apologize.

Sit down, I'd like to explain.
I'm sorry.

Thank you.

Welcome, ma'am.

We'll decide in a bit
whether we'll order anything.

Thank you.

Go ahead, Mr. Kaya,
I'm listening.

Do we know each other?

Anyway, let's get to the point.

You were leaving.

So, I take it you came unwillingly?
Am I right?

And did you come willingly?

I did.

But I'm someone who
changes my mind quickly.

Coming here made me realize
it was a mistake.

-Ms. İpek.
-Yes, Mr. Kaya.

-This meeting was arranged by our families.
-So, an arranged marriage.

You don't seem like
the type of girl to accept that.

Oh, really?

You know, you seem like
exactly the kind of man
who would agree to an arranged marriage.

Turns out, no one is
who they seem, Mr. Kaya.

Look, I accepted this meeting.

Yes.

But after coming here…

…I realized I had made the wrong decision.

I mean, I probably
would have left even if you hadn't come.

Yes.

I understand.

So, if I had arrived,
I would've been stood up?

You're right. I apologize.

It's alright.

At least, since you left
before seeing me…

…I won't think you walked out
because you didn't like me.

Anyway, if you'll excuse me.

Wait a minute, sit down.

I change my mind quickly too.

So…

…I feel like we should talk a little more.

Please, go ahead.

You brought me here on purpose, didn't you?
You knew everything?

Keçe, I swear on the Qur'an,
I had no idea.

If you don't believe me,
let's turn around and leave.

I'm hungry. I'll eat.

Mr. Demir, welcome.
Please, come this way, sir.

Thank you.

Keçe, if you want, we can leave.

Didn't you bring me here for this?

What luck—you got the opportunity.

-Use it.
-I swear I didn't know.

I really didn't.

It still hasn't been uploaded—check it.

Sir, it was malfunctioning yesterday too.
I'll take a look.

Okay.

Dear, I checked on Ms. Mine, she wasn't in her room.
Do you know where she is?

I don't know, ma'am she should be here soon.

She's coming now.

Ms. Sadakat, welcome.

Thank you.

I came to ask how you are.
How are you? How's the baby?

The baby is fine.

-Fine, thank God.
-Fine, fine.

Look, don't worry about anything.
Just take good care of the baby.

I've already started preparing
the baby's room.

Once the baby is born, you'll move into the mansion.
Don't worry at all.

Thank you.

I appreciate it.
You're very thoughtful.

-Can I buy you a coffee?
-Sure.

Don't drink too much, Ms. Mine—
it's not recommended during pregnancy.

Doctor's orders.

Still no update?

No.

So, what made you
change your mind so suddenly?

After talking like this,
I thought we might work out.

We might?

Families expect
you to come with flowers and propose.

-So that's what you mean by "we might work out?"
-Exactly.

We'll come, ask for your hand,
then get married right away.

Look, this is no joke—
I'm the daughter of a tribal chief.

If you back out, they won't take it lightly.

We've started speaking informally now.

Making progress—nice.

Eat your food.

Ümmü makes great meals too—
you'll eat well in the mansion.

-Zerrin, are you alright?
-My stomach feels nauseous.

-Shall I take you to the restroom?
-I can go myself.

No, I'll help.

Oh! Zerrin!

What?

İpek!

You're here too?

Yes, dear. We came to eat.

How nice.

You two know each other.

Yes, we're in the same department.

Economics. I'm a freshman,
but Zerrin is in the upper years.

You're relatives, right?

Cousins?

Yes, we're cousins.

I'm also Zerrin's husband—Demir Baybars.

-Pleased to meet you.
-Likewise.

Looks like Kaya and I are getting married too.

Oh, really?

That's nice.

Yes.

-Congratulations, İpek.
-May it bring good fortune.

Honestly, you two look great together.

I'll grab my bag.
See you.

See you.

Take me away from here.

What's wrong, Mr. Kaya?
Your face suddenly dropped again.

You're not backing out again, are you?

I won't.

Keçe, you're pregnant.
Do you even realize that?

Why are you doing this to yourself?

You said, "Let's leave, let's not stay there."

If it's hurting you,
why stay there?

Everything you built has collapsed.

Kaya is marrying someone else.

He's in love with someone else now.

He loves someone else.

The game is over.

Let me go.

You married me too.

You weren't in love with me.

So, people can get married without being in love.

Do you love him a lot?

Yes.

How much?

I can't live without Kaya.

I'll die.

You'll live.

I won't.

You have a baby.

You'll live, I swear.

What's up?

Just sitting here.

Kay.

Erol, so there's a girl,
you met her once.

You saw her once, and then decided to marry her.
Is that true?

-No.
-Well, for this guy, it's true.

I'm telling you, man.
It's serious, and he's not listening.

Come on Kaya, drop the stubborn act.

I swear, I don't even have the strength
to get you on your feet…

...nor the strength to pull myself up.
I'm telling you, I've got nothing left.

I've got no strength, okay?
Just stop.

Brother, you don't get it.
I have no other choice.

If I don't get married, what will I do?
I'll go insane, I'll go back to Zerrin.

Zerrin married someone else,
the baby she's carrying isn't mine.

What else can I do?

The girl's married to someone else,
and the baby's not his either.
Man, how much more do you need?!

Seriously, what more?

Let go of this, already!
Move on!

Zerrin this, Zerrin that!
Enough with the Zerrin!

Speak.

-Any news on Hamada, Cihan?
-Yes.

They found traces of him
in the countryside near Afrin.

What's the plan?

We go in tomorrow.

Alright, I'm ready.

Good, let's go.

Come, we need to talk.
Don't lean on the wall—there are ants.

Şahin! Why are you here again?

-I came to take you.
-What?

-Take me where? Stop being ridiculous.
-We need to talk.

Şahin, there's nothing left to talk about,
please.

-Nare, please.
-Şahin, the men are waiting downstairs.

My mother is watching me—
I can't handle it, please.

We'll go out the back door,
no one will see us.

Come on.

I don't know where to start,
what to say.

Özkan has just been buried—
maybe this isn't the right time.

But you know what I've kept inside.

I don't have the strength
to hold it in anymore, Nare.

Don't turn your head away—
look at me.

If you don't look at me,
I can't survive.

I know—I promised you.

As long as you're okay,
I said I'd stay away.

Getting close to you
has become my curse.

But it's not working, Nare.
It's just not.

I accept this curse now.

I feel sorry for Özkan.

But even in impossible circumstances,
we loved each other.

Be with me.

That's the only prayer I have.

Be with me.

Şahin, forget everything—
forget the pain, forget the grief…

…forget the people.
But your father?

If your father is my brother's killer,
then how…

…how can I take a step toward you, Şahin?

Tomorrow, we're going to Syria with Cihan.
Hamada's location is confirmed.

We'll catch him and make him talk.

If my father isn't Boran's killer,
I'll come to you.

I won't give up on you.

If my father isn't Boran's killer,
I will ask you to be my wife.

I wasn't wrong when I said to take a look,
was I?

She's just right for you, isn't she, Kaya?

This will happen with God's blessing.

Kaya, son, this is serious—
there's no turning back.

-Let's go and ask for her hand, Mom.
-Kaya?

-Nare.
-That's my boy.

The girl is well-mannered, respectable.
Her family and lineage speak for themselves.

Then let's sit down
and discuss the details…

…what gifts to take,
what arrangements to make.

With God's command and the Prophet's tradition,
we'll go and ask for her hand tomorrow.

Tomorrow won't work—we're going to Syria.

You're going to Syria tomorrow?

You found that scoundrel's trail?

We did.

Şahin is coming with us.

Why? To find out
if his father is a killer?

We'll find him, make him talk,
and learn the truth, Mom.

Even if he was just following orders,
he took my son's life…

…he cannot be allowed to live.
-He will be handed over to justice, Cihan.

The one who took my son's life
cannot stay alive.

He will face justice, Ms. Sadakat.

Neither the one who gave the orders
nor the one who carried them out will survive.

I will decide his fate.

Dinner is ready, Mr. Cihan.
Pakize will bring Cihan right away.

-Come on, let's eat.
-Come on, to the table.

Ms. Sadakat.

-Yes, Şehmuz?
-Madam, the craftsman has brought the cradle.

He's asking where to set it up.

Tell him to put it
in the room on the vine-covered floor.

-Wait, what cradle?
-Okay.

Ms. Sadakat ordered it,
and the craftsman made it and brought it, sir.

Cihan.

Tell that craftsman to take whatever he brought…

…and *** off.
-Okay.

Go on.

A cradle, huh?

Mom, what are you doing?
Come on, what are you doing?

What do you think I'm doing?
That child is yours.

Once it's born,
it will come here—it will grow up here.

Mom, what did we discuss?

That child will grow up here, Cihan.

It will be a child of this mansion.
It will grow up here.

A baby was born?

-Yes, Cihan, you're going to have a baby…
-Stop! Stop!

-You'll have a sibling.
-No, no!

A sibling? I don't want one.
You're having a baby?

Not from your mother—from another woman.

-Mom, what are you doing?
-Be quiet! Please!

-I don't want a sibling.
-No, sweetheart, go to your room.

-No, Dad! I don't want a sibling!
-Go to your room.

-Dad, you promised me, didn't you?
-Okay, go to your room.

-Go on, sweetheart, go.
-Mom, what are you saying to the child?

-What should I say? I'm telling the truth.
-Stop, stop, please.

Mom, for God's sake, stop.
What are you doing—he's just a child!

-What, are we supposed to hide it?
-Mom, what are you doing?

-What am I doing? I'm thinking about my family.
-Mom, what are you doing?

-Everything I've done is for my family.
-Kaya, let go.

-Mom, what are you doing?
-You've become a slave to that woman.

I'm protecting the name
and future of the unborn child.

-Mom, do you even know what you're doing?
-I'm stating the truth.

-What truth are you talking about?
-The child will cry once, cry twice…

…but will get used to hearing the truth.

-He will get used to it.
-Mom, stop already, stop!

-Brother, enough.
-Mom, stop!

Calm down, brother, stop, stop!
Stop, for God's sake, stop!

Brother, for God's sake, don't do it, stop.

-Enough, shut up! Shut up!
-Stop, brother, stop!

-Just stop! Stop already!
-Don't do this, stop!

-Stop, stop, stop already!
-Please, don't do this.

-Shut up already! What kind of mother are you?
-Don't do this!

-What kind of mother are you?!
-Brother, please!

What kind of mother are you?
You stabbed that child in the heart, but…

…I died, I did!
-Please stop.

-You are killing me, Mom!
-Cihan! Enough, stop!

-You'll regret this.
-For God's sake, let's leave, come on.

-You…
-I just told the truth.

-Okay, brother, let's go.
-Stop! May God curse me…

…may you experience losing a child.
-Don't say that.

I spoke the truth.
I said what needed to be said.

Someone had to tell the truth.

May God punish me.

-Brother!
-The fault is in those who tolerate you.

Come on, sit down.
Calm yourself.

Are you okay?

-Where's Cihan? I need to see him.
-Not like this—you can't.

-Pull yourself together first.
-Fine, I'll talk to Cihan.

He's in his room with Pakize and Ümmü.
You can't talk to him like this…

…I don't want you going near my son.
Please, calm down.

I want to talk to Cihan, Alya.

He's angry, Cihan.
He won't even listen to you.

-I'll talk to him, I'll handle it.
-What will you say?

I'll say something—
I'll figure it out.
Come on, come on.

-Brother, ice.
-What is this? Seriously, what?

-For God's sake, what's this?
-Stay near him…

…I'll go check on Deniz.
-I'm really sorry.

-Fine, Alya, I'll go too.
-You can't.

-Please stay with him.
-Alright, I swear.

-I really didn't expect it to be this bad.
-We'll talk later, please. Stay with him.

-Alya, I'll go too.
-Stop, brother, enough.

The whole place is already a mess.

-Are you okay?
-Yes, I'm great, absolutely great.

Stop asking such ridiculous questions.

I'm fantastic—never been better.

Cihan, come show me.
We were doing this together…

…how should I place this?
-I don't want to. I don't want to.

I don't want to do anything.
My dad lied to me.

-I don't want a sibling.
-That's not true…

…your father didn't lie.
-It's not a lie…

-Deniz! Deniz!
-Look, your mother's here.

-Ms. Alya. Good night.
-Good night.

Son.

Mom, my dad lied to me.
I don't want a sibling.

First of all,
I love you so much.

Cihan loves you too.

If he did, he wouldn't bring me a sibling.

Come here, son.
Look at me.
Please, Deniz…

-I won't look.
-Baby, please, come on…

-Dear.
-What are you doing?

Go away!
You lied to me.

-Please leave. Why are you here?
-Alya, I just want to talk.

-But…
-I'll only talk, that's all.

-Not now.
-He needs to talk to me.

-Let me talk.
-Mom, let's just leave.

-Let's go back to Canada.
-What are you saying, son?

Where are we going?
Where do you want to go now?

-Canada? Listen, my dear.
-Deniz, please.

-Where are you going, Deniz?
-I don't want this.

-But son, does that make sense?
-Pack my things.

Look at me, put that down.
Look at me, listen to me.

-Come here, we need to talk.
-I won't listen.

Sit down, we need to talk.

Sit.

Son, where are we going
without talking things through?

We can pack up later.

-Brother?
-May God give you peace.

Mom, pack your things—
let's leave this place.

But it's too late,
how can we leave at this hour?

Let's wait until morning, okay?

Alright, we'll leave tomorrow.

Okay.
Actually, let's rest first, okay?

Get some sleep.
We didn't really get to talk today.

Tomorrow morning, let's sit down…

…have a proper talk, okay?
-Okay.

Honestly, I don't want to leave here.

I'm just really upset
because of the baby.

Son, my dear.

My dear boy.
Don't be upset,
would we ever hurt you?

We'll sort everything out.
We'll talk it all through tomorrow, okay?

Okay. For now, let's get some rest…

…we'll see tomorrow.
-Yes.

Mom, stay with me.

Of course I'll stay with you.
Where else would I go?

Would I ever leave you?

-Mom.
-My dear.

-I love you so much.
-I love you too, my son.

I love you more than anything.

More than anyone.

What did you do?

I stopped it for tonight.
He's asleep now.

I shouldn't have gone into that room.

-Yes.
-But I couldn't help myself.

I was the one who made the mistake.
I wanted to talk.

What could I do?
I couldn't hold back.

He shouldn't have found out like this.

He shouldn't have learned this way.

Alya, I know how to fight very well.

I've fought with blood, with enemies.

I know exactly what to do, how to do it,
when to stay silent, when to take action...

...but...

...when I see a child with sad eyes,
I lose all composure.

I know—what your mother did
tore you apart.

But it broke me too.

It wore me down. Most of all, having it happen
right in front of my son…

…it shattered me. It hurt.

If you stand by me,
I'll stand strong against my mother…

…and against Mine.

Just don't let my mother drag you
to the place she wants to pull you.

Don't let her isolate you
by using my son.

Alya, let me talk to Cihan.

Let him hear it from me.
It's my fault.

It happened because of me.

Let him hear the truth from me.
I made the mistake.

I'll face him, I'll explain.
He should hear it from me.

Alright, go talk.

But if he asks whether that baby
will come to the mansion…

…what will you say?
How will you answer?

That baby will stay with its mother,
and only Cihan will be here.

Don't do this.

Is that really how this will be solved?
Won't that be a lie too?

You can't be apart from your baby.

You're the father.

A baby can't be apart from its mother either.
It shouldn't. And I won't allow it.

But what will happen when Mine comes here?

Will it work?

How will it work with Mine in the middle?
What will we do?

Tomorrow, I'm going to Syria,
and when I do…

…I don't want unrest inside me.

When I return, I don't want to feel the fear
of not finding you here.

I don't want to experience that, Alya.

Let me talk.

Thank you.

What's going on at this hour?

Zerrin?

-Is something wrong?
-You're going to Syria?

-My brother told me.
-Yes.

-We're leaving tomorrow.
-So everyone will learn…

…that my father
didn't kill Boran.

-That makes me happy.
-Too soon to be happy.

Did you call just to say that
in the middle of the night?

No.

I want to talk.

-Face to face.
-About what?

-Is it about me getting married?
-Kaya, speak properly to me.

Tomorrow morning, I'm going to my mom's early.
Be there too.

Alright, I'll be there.

So you're not jealous?

Did you get your husband's permission?

Speak properly.

You didn't waste any time.

-Good morning to you too.
-How did you find her so quickly?

-Or was she already waiting?
-Hey, don't.

I told you from the start
this would happen.

So you were ready for it all along?

You're the one who left me
and got married, Zerrin.

-I had no choice.
-And the child?

You told me…

…you told me it wasn't mine, didn't you?

I did.

You had no choice…

…but then you went…

…and had a child with Demir, didn't you?
-And what about you?

You went and found
my friend from school.

You found İpek.

-Are you doing this out of spite?
-No.

-I swear I didn't know…
-Don't lie.

-How was I supposed to know?
-You're lying.

You're marrying her
just to make me jealous.

You're the one who left us.

Don't try to fix it now.

Isn't it too late, Zerrin?

Isn't it too late?

Are you really going to marry
someone you don't love?

Maybe I'll love her.

People can love again…

…Zerrin.

You once told me you could never love anyone else.

And you told me there was no one else for you.

But there was.

And there will be for me too.

Because now, I have to learn how to forget.

And yes…

…I will learn how to love.

Again.

Dear…

…good morning.

I came to make peace.

Leave.

But if I leave here, I'll miss you so much.
What will we do then?

I didn't miss you.

Alright, then don't miss me—but I'll miss you.

You shouldn't miss me either.

Dear, I made you a promise,
and I failed to keep it.

You're right.

But I've never lied to you.

I've always told you the truth.

When I said there wouldn't be a sibling,
I…

…I didn't know
we would go through this.

But you're right—it felt like I deceived you.
I'm sorry.

-I hurt your feelings.
-I don't want a sibling.

You're absolutely right.
I love you so much, dear.

Look, I…

…I love you so much that words can't describe
how much you mean to me.

Words aren't enough.

No child in the world,
no one, can take your place.

No one can replace you—
you're one of a kind, dear.

-Shall we make peace?
-On one condition.

Alright, tell me.

I will be the only child in this mansion.
No other children will enter.

Of course! This mansion is yours.

No one else will be here but you.

If someone comes,
it will just be as a guest.

They'll come, you'll say hello, welcome…

…then they'll leave, and you'll say goodbye.
That's it.

Just like a guest.

Promise?

Promise—on the Qur'an, I swear.

-Can I hug you now?
-You can't.

-But you can sit next to me.
-Okay, then I'll sit next to you.

If I can't hug you,
can I at least do this? Look.

-Can I do this?
-No.

Or maybe this?

-No, you can't.
-This, this.

Brother, take care of yourself, okay?

-Hopefully everything will go smoothly.
-Hopefully, Zerrin.

Son.

My son, my grown-up son.

Must you go? Let Cihan and the others
deal with that Syrian man.

When will we be free of this mess?

To restore my father's honor,
I need to hear from that man's mouth…

…that my father is innocent, Mom.

-You know best.
-Go with God's blessing.

-Go safely, return safely.
-Be careful, sir.

May your feet never stumble.

In the name of Allah,
the Most Gracious, the Most Merciful.

Muzaffer.

-May God protect you.
-Don't worry.

Don't look at me like that, woman.
It's not like this is the first time we're going.

Don't let it burden your heart, don't worry.

Kadir, take care of each other, okay?
Always be careful, my child.

-Okay, Ümmü, don't worry.
-He'll be fine.

-He's bulletproof.
-God forbid.

Pakize, after you said that,
your words became my shield.

Now, even if bullets come my way,
they won't harm me.

Kadir, what are you saying, son?

What am I saying?

-What do you mean?
-I mean…

…I won't die.
-I see.

-I'll be fine, I'm tough as a boar.
-Tough as a boar?

-Yes.
-That's what you meant?

-Of course.
-No other meaning?

No, what else could there be?

-What if your father is Boran's killer?
-Don't say that, Nare.

He's not, Nare, he's not.

My father isn't.

It was Halis who killed Boran.

And if he didn't?

Father,
did you kill Boran?

-Tell the truth already.
-I swear on my life, I didn't.

Would I be the kind of man
to kill my own nephew?

If your father is my brother's killer,
how can I take a step toward you, Şahin?

Tomorrow, Cihan and I are going to Syria.
We found Hamada's location.

We'll capture him and make him talk.

If my father isn't Boran's killer,
I will ask you to be my wife.

-Kaya, be very careful, okay?
-I will, sister.

Alright. Still, be careful.
Promise?

Alright, alright.

-Brother, may God protect you.
-You too, you too.

Please, be careful.

My dear, may God protect you.

-Thank you.
-May God protect you.

Brother, be very careful.

Cihan.

Mom.

If your words wound that child's heart again
while I'm gone…

…I will confront you
when I return.

I will confront you,
mark my words.

You won't hurt Alya either.

If you do something like that…

…I will demand answers for every unresolved matter
I never asked about before.

Every single one.

While I'm gone, take care of yourself, Alya.

If you try to burn the door down again,
let me know so I can send the firefighters.

You take care of yourself too.

Don't return with blood, Cihan—
return with answers.

Alright.

-Should I leave this here?
-Put it there!

Come, Miss Bride.
Come on now, we have things to talk about.

Don't run.

Don't run?

You think I would run from you?

Ümmü, leave us alone!

I'm listening.
Why should I run from you?

Look, my son…

My son…

…hugged you right in front of my eyes.

He left without hugging me,
without even looking at me.

You're turning my son against me.

You're pushing him away from me,
but you won't succeed!

Listen.

I know better than anyone what it's like for a mother
to be torn away from her child.

From the first day I came to this mansion,
you've been trying to separate my son from me.

I have felt this pain deeply
time and time again…

…and I wouldn't wish it on anyone.

I wouldn't wish it on anyone.

But I am not the one
driving your son away from you—
you are.

Before you arrived,
my son had never once
turned his back on me.

It happened after you came.
Everything changed after you came.

You are trying to make my son
forget his mother.

The more you fight me,
the more you hurt Cihan.

You try to break me,
but I won't be broken.

But Cihan is slowly breaking.

I have seen how hard he tries
not to disrespect you.

Yesterday, he hurt himself,
Ms. Sadakat.

A mother deserves respect.
Cihan struggles to show it.

You are lucky—
you have an exemplary son,
despite everything.

If only you could be
an exemplary mother.

Who are you to teach me
how to be a good mother,
you arrogant fool?

Don't you dare!

Don't!

The more you raise your hand against me,
the sharper my words will become…

…I will not back down!

Don't!

I'm going to check on my son, if you'll excuse me.

You'll see, you'll see…

…I will put you in your place, you'll see!

You'll get what you deserve.

You'll get what's coming to you.

-Peace be upon you.
-And upon you, peace.

Sir, that house at the end of the street—
they're hiding there.

Alright.

Let's go.

Brother, they've set an ambush!

-Hamada is escaping, Mr. Cihan!
-We're going in, okay.

Kadir!

Circle around from below, go!

-Cut him off up front, go!
-Okay, okay.

Hey, cover me!

Ah!

Boss, are you okay, Boss?

-Old Man, what happened?
-It just grazed him, he's fine.

I fired, but I couldn't hit him in time.

-Are you okay?
-We're fine, no injuries.

Just a graze, a graze—run!

Keep going, move!

Don't run!

Don't run!

-Brother!
-Let's go, we're heading down.

Are you okay?

-Brother, are you okay?
-Stop.

I'm fine, I'm fine.

Give me your gun.

Who gave the order for Boran's death?

Save me!

Who gave the order for Boran's death?

Speak!

Who gave the order for Boran's death?
Talk!

Talk, for God's sake!

Na…

Na…

Nadim.

Nadim!

Nadim!

Nadim!
It was Nadim!

My father isn't Boran's killer—
it was Nadim! You all heard it!

Nadim!

Nadim!

I swear I'll drown him in his own blood, brother!

I'll make him choke on his own blood!

I swear I will drown Nadim in his own blood!

Stop, where are you going?

Stop.

You're not okay.
Take my brother to the hospital.

You go to the hospital, leave this to me!

Kaya, wait. Take the gun.

-I'll drown him in blood!
-Take the gun.

-Tell Kadir to take care of it.
-Kaya, where are you going?

-Wait, stay here and watch them.
-Where are you going?!

Slow down.

-Brother, are you okay?
-Deal with him, I'm fine.

Brother, we'll handle it.
You fell—what if you hurt your ribs?

Alright, head down, let's go.

-Are you okay?
-Down below, down below.

-Okay, I'll handle it.
-Kaya.

Boss, wait here, I'm coming.

Kaya!

Brother, go to the hospital.
You can barely breathe.

-I've got that guy.
-Kaya, son, wait for me. Kaya, stop.

Kaya!

Hello? Mom, it was Nadim.

Boran's killer was Nadim, Mom.

They blamed Dad.

They said murderer, they've stepped all over us—
did you hear?

Turns out Boran's killer was Nadim.

Did you hear?

Your father is the killer!

Kaya, tell me what I heard is true!
Tell me, Kaya!

Tell me, was it Nadim?

Nadim, mom. Nadim.

He said Nadim.

So that bastard did it, huh?

What about Hamada—did Cihan kill him?

He's dead.

Thank God—at least that one's dead.

Where are you now, Kaya?

I'm about to get to Nadim.

Okay.

Okay, my boy.
Listen, Kaya.

You can't just kill Nadim easily like that.

You're going to kill him screaming,
crying out in pain—screaming!

Mom, what are you saying?

Don't you worry, Mom.

Okay, my dear, hang up.
I'm coming. Just hang up.

Mom, what do you mean?
What kind of talk is this?

What am I saying? He's Boran's killer!
He's the one who murdered my Boran!

He killed my son!

-Where are you going? Mom, where are you going?
-He killed my son!

Tell me the truth!
Did you have Boran killed?

I said no, no! I didn't do it!

Understand me, I didn't do it!
This is a trap, son, a trap!

-Why don't you understand?
-News came from Hamada, news!

The man gave your name!
They're after you, Dad!

-Where?
-Where is he going?

Father!

Dad!

Where is he going?

Father!

Hey!

Where to?

-Kaya!
-Kaya!

-Kaya, stop!
-Quickly!

Kaya, where are you?

Brother, Nadim is right in front of me.
I'm going to catch him, now!

I swear, I'll bring him to you.
I'll put him right in front of you!

Kaya, listen, you won't touch him, do you hear me?

You won't touch him! I'll break your legs, Kaya!
Do you hear me, boy?

Alright, brother, let me just catch him.
I won't do anything...

...I'll bring him to you.

Alright, go.

Go!

Damn it!

Damn it!

Get out! Get out, now!

-Calm down, okay.
-Get down!

-You killer! I said get out, you!
-Calm down!

Get down! Get down, or I'll stomp your head!
Get down, Nadim! Walk!

-Walk! You'll answer to my brother, walk!
-Kaya, listen, I...

-Walk!
-Who's riling you up?

Walk! Walk, Nadim!
Get in the car, get in!

Get in!

Look, Kaya, who's riling you up?
There's no such thing!

-I'm going to kill you!
-There's no such thing!

Shut up!

It's not me, not me!
I swear, it's not me!

-Shut up!
-It's not me. Why won't you understand?

Man, stop lying to me!

Hey! Don't move! Don't move!
Don't move!

Brother.

Kaya.

-He's with me.
-You didn't touch him, right? Did you hear me?

-I didn't touch him.
-Okay.

Look, Kaya, you won't touch him.
Look, Kaya, you won't touch him, alright?

Where are you now?

-Cihan, it's not me!
-Shut up!

We're coming, brother, we're far.

Okay. I'm already heading toward you.

Look, you'll listen to me, alright?

Alright, alright, brother, alright.

-Cihan, but I...
-Shut up!

Shut up! You will shut up!

I swear, Mr. Cihan lost it.

What's going to happen now?
He sent the crib back too.

What do you think?
We'll just clean it up.

Ms. Sadakat will throw a fit too.

No, she won't.
Mr. Cihan already put her in her place.

Let's quietly do our job and finish up.

I swear, if she comes at me,
I won't even recognize you, just saying.

No, she won't.
Mr. Cihan will protect us.

Pakize, come on, let's ride the bike.

Is this supposed to be a baby's room?

Wasn't he supposed to not come?
Wasn't he supposed to not live here?

-Cihan!
-Run, Pakize!

Oh, God!

How can you tell me this now?

Cihan can't be a murderer. I'm going.

-Alya, alright. We'll go together.
-Cihan! Cihan!

Pakize, grab him!

Cihan!

Deniz!

What's happening?

-Cihan!
-Cihan!

-I don't want a brother!
-Cihan!

Come on, son.

Deniz!

Cihan!

Don't touch, Pakize!

-Ms. Alya!
-Leave him! Don't touch!

Deniz! Don't touch! Son!

Son!

Sweetheart! Sweetie! Sweetie!

Sweetheart!

Move! Move! Let go!

-Let go! Move!
-Okay.

Move!

Deniz, what happened?
Deniz!

Deniz, it's okay!

Why don't you believe me, brother?
Why don't you believe me? It's not me!

I swear it's not me!

Look, don't lie to me, Nadim.
Enough! Stop lying to me!

You got inside our circle!
You betrayed us, you!

You played us from behind a mask!
You never ended the blood feud!

You went and killed my brother!

Come on, admit it already!

-No!
-Admit it!

I'm not him!
I'm telling you, let me go!

Damn it, Nadim!

Damn it, Nadim!
Nadim!

Kaya!

-Kaya!
-Dad!

Kaya!

Dad!

Kaya!

Dad!

Kaya!