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You'll become an uncle.

-What? -Uncle.

Dila is pregnant.

Congratulations, Ms Dila.

Is it Riza's child?

I'll never forget this slap, miss daughter-in-law.

Don't ever forget it.

Consider it as one of slaps you can't forget.

Get lost!

Hulya, please. Where are you going?

Metin, I need to go.

I'll go to Istanbul and find some money.

No need. I'm going to sell the car and give you the money tomorrow.

I will sell it. I'd never leave you in a tight spot.

Metin, let's go to Istanbul.

-Okay, but tomorrow. -Let's go now.

Pack your things. You can sell the car there, okay?

My love, here, the customer is ready to buy.

Metin, I'm begging you. Let's go now.

Don't talk nonsense. I've found a customer here.

I'll give the car tomorrow, then we can fly to Istanbul, okay?

Come on.

Come here.

-Good evening. -Good evening, son.

Show some respect, Metin. Riza hasn't come yet.

He should have, Mom. It's already late.

Thanks.

Good evening you all.

-Good evening. -Welcome.

-Enjoy your meal, Metin. -Thanks.

Enjoy your meal, Ms Nimet.

What are you talking about? Who is Nimet?

The lady who is sitting next to you.

This is it, Ms Nimet. Game over.

Metin, this girl was imprisoned twice for robbery...

...once for fraud.

Now, she is wanted for five separate crimes. Here.

-Is this true? -Metin...

...I told you we should go to Istanbul.

So, she has tricked us all?

Mom!

They found your car, Metin. They're coming here.

Ms Nimet's partner got caught while trying to sell it by forgery.

What was his name? Tolga, right?

-How could you do that? -Metin...

-...I was going to tell you. -How could you?

-I love you, Metin. -How could you do that to me?

-My darling, I... -Don't say "darling"!

-Damn you! -Metin!

-Damn you! -It's okay.

Calm down.

-Come on. -Damn you!

In fact, I should turn you over to the police...

...but I don't want to be the one who punishes you.

I give you 30 minutes. Pack your things...

...and get the hell out. The sooner the better.

Stop.

Rings.

That one too.

Now, get the hell out! Move!

Here, Gurbet. If you find one, give them to a more proper daughter-in-law.

Take them.

I really loved you, Metin.

Get out, or I'll turn you over.

Get out of here!

-Are you happy? -Sorry?

You've just proved how foolish I am as a lover.

Are you happy now?

I tried to warn you about her, Metin.

I was telling you she's bad news, but you didn't listen to me.

So, stop being angry at me...

...and start being angry at yourself.

Have you ever deleted a text on my phone?

What text? I haven't deleted whatsoever.

You're going too far, Mom.

I went too far for your own sake, Dila.

Don't do anything for my sake.

Please. Now, I want to go to bed. Do you mind?

ONE WEEK LATER

Let's go!

Congratulations, Mr Seyit. You'll become a grandfather.

Thank you. I hope God would bestow upon all of us.

-Amen. -Amen.

May God give a long life to your grandson.

A boy is coming...

...and you're not going to believe what he can manage.

God loves you.

You've lost a son, but you will have a grandson.

God is almighty.

Our grandchildren will keep our family alive.

The important thing is I hope God would give good luck.

Amen.

What a luck!

She got pregnant in the first night.

She surely will take the seat of honour.

No one can stop Ms Dila hereafter.

And you're still flirting with whores.

You've failed to put a child in here.

Infertile!

What did you say?

-What did you say? Repeat it. -It's the truth.

You're infertile!

Despite this, you want to get another woman.

You've failed to knock me up, how can you knock Fatma up?

Huh?

I'd kill you, Sultan. I'd cut your tongue.

I'd cut you into pieces and put them in bottles.

That's it. All you can do is act despotically.

But you can't have a baby. Huh?

Say your last prayer. I'm going to kill you, Sultan.

Let go of me, or I'd scream and gather everybody here.

Scream all you want, Sultan.

Help me!

Help me! Let go of me, you pig!

I've had enough, Azer.

Either treat me nicely...

...or I'd say everything to Mr Seyit.

I'd say, Azer is torturing me...

...and still chasing that slut Fatma.

I got nothing to lose.

I got nothing to lose!

Ms Sultan?

-Ms Sultan? -Ms Sultan.

Today isn't finished yet.

Today isn't finished yet, Sultan.

Well, I ask you. Open the door.

Ms Sultan.

Mr Seyit was asking about you. That's why I disturbed you.

Okay, we'll be there soon.

Today isn't finished yet.

Well, I ask you.

-Congratulations, Mr Seyit. -Thank you.

You may leave, Haydar. Pick me up in one hour.

-Okay, Ms Melike. -Welcome, Ms Melike.

-Thank you, Mr Seyit. -This way.

You can sit next to my daughter-in-law.

Congratulations, Dila.

May God bring you fortune.

Thank you and welcome.

-Here you go. Welcome. -Thank you.

You grace our poor house with your presence.

Thank you very much.

You're welcome. The honour is ours, Mr Seyit.

You've shown courtesy of inviting me.

Me? Yes, right.

Sorry, I'm drinking since the morning.

Anyway. From now on...

...I'll be drinking to leave our hostility...

...with Selamoglu family behind.

We have peace, right?

We've wiped the slate clean, Mr Seyit.

Bad days are over.

Things happened and ended.

Thank you.

-Welcome, Ms Melike. -Thank you, Sultan.

Why didn't Mr Riza come?

He doesn't know about your party.

He went to China yesterday. He'll be back in one week.

China? Why?

I guess there's some kind of textile expo that he's going to attend.

It's good. He's focusing on his work.

Such good news.

My son, on the other, is lingering around.

He's unaware of exhibitions, textile industry.

You don't need a son for business.

Tell me, and I go into it wholeheartedly.

Are you serious, Dila?

You always do that, I'll be offended.

That's my daughter-in-law for you!

Ms Melike. Instead of having...

...ten useless sons...

...I'd rather have one dutiful daughter-in-law.

How great she is.

-Excuse me. -Enjoy it, Mr Seyit.

Cheers to Azer.

Look how handsome he is.

His posts are so nice as well.

I wonder...

-...Azer has a Facebook account? -Are you kidding me?

I'm sure he hasn't even seen a keyboard before.

That's right.

Once again. Cheers to Azer.

-Hello? Fatma? -Azer.

I told you not to call at night.

-Why didn't you come? -Where?

To our house. Your mom and Haydar have come. Why haven't you?

Stop talking nonsense, Azer.

What would I do with your wife?

All the more reason.

That's why you should've come.

She would've seen how pretty you are...

...and turned green with envy.

Maybe she would've died.

I had the same when I was pregnant with Fatma.

I couldn't figure out for a long time.

When I had a belly, I went to see the doctor with my late husband.

Doctor teased us by saying we could've seen him by the birth.

-They said stress may affect. -Yes, right.

You should be very careful now. I'm sure your doctor has warned you.

Yes. There's a possibility of miscarriage.

Oh my!

As I said, you should be careful.

Don't lift heavy things. Don't do any chores.

Why would she do any chore, Ms Melike?

-We have many maids here. -Still.

Dila is a very active woman.

She doesn't know when to stop.

It's enough, Azer.

We've been talking forever. I'm going to hang up.

Don't hang up. Please.

When I don't see you one day, I don't feel alive at all.

But I have to hang up.

-You're so drunk. -Fine, hang up.

Hang up. I'll die being without you.

Azer, don't say that.

Fine, hang up. I'll go without your voice.

-Azer. -Hang up.

-Don't be mad. -No, I'm not.

I'll call you tomorrow.

-See you. -Good night.

Good night.

I know nothing if you don't love this guy.

I really don't know, Elvan.

Sometimes...

Sometimes he's so cute.

Our plan won't work.

-Don't even start. -No.

There is no such thing.

It's cold. I'm going to take a jacket. Do you want me to take one?

I'm okay, thank you, Mom.

-What about you, Ms Melike? -No, thanks.

Since we've settled peace...

...I'll forget all the problems I've got because of you.

Nice.

I'll forget the day you hanged me, Ms Melike.

Also the day you brought your guys and broke into our mansion.

I did it to protect my son.

I'd do it again, if necessary.

Your son doesn't need to be protected.

Is it over or not?

It's over.

For the sake of my child.

Nice. You're a smart woman. Well done.

Yasemin!

Bring baklava for Ms Melike.

Sultan.

What did you say to me today?

Go to bed, for God's sake.

You're so drunk, you can't even stand still.

You said "infertile" to me, right?

Yes, I said. Is that wrong?

That I couldn't give you a baby, is that right?

No, you couldn't.

We've been trying to have for many years. I've seen the doctor.

It's not me.

So...

Let's see if I can give tonight.

Azer, stop it!

Let's see!

-Stop! -Let's see if I can give it tonight.

-Azer! -Hush.

Azer!

So, I'm infertile then? Huh?

It's not you, it's me. Is that it?

Isn't breakfast ready yet?

It will be in five minutes.

Have you boiled milk for Dila? Give her clotted cream.

Ms Dila is still sleeping.

It'd be ready before she's awake.

If you want something...

No.

Dila this, Dila that... She's just got pregnant.

Such good news, Hayriye, isn't it? We're going to caress a baby.

Mind your own business.

Caressing... Like it's your own baby... We were doing good.

We had a half wit mistress Sultan.

Where did that bitch Dila come from?

-You're awake. -Good morning, Father.

I woke up early.

This land looks so good early in the morning.

It does.

I want to thank you for last night.

Why?

You're so happy after hearing you're going to have a grandson.

I'm so happy that you look out for him.

-Let me kiss your hand. -No need.

This great news gave me spirit.

I was about to be through with this world.

I'm a real Barazoglu from now on.

I'm going to live accordingly.

You're not my daughter-in-law anymore.

You're my daughter now.

Whatever I have...

...everything I have in life...

...half of it is yours.

No, I can't accept that.

Your love is enough for me.

I don't want anything else.

Good morning.

How was last night, Mother? You didn't tell.

It was amazing.

That huge mansion was full of guests. Tables were full of food.

They were flowing with milk and honey.

It was so amazing, I don't know where to begin.

Did they treat you well?

Saying it was well would be an understatement.

Mr Seyit placed me in the seat of honour.

They treated me as a guest of honour.

It was so nice.

I have a question, Melike.

Why did you go there by yourself?

Excuse me? Who should I've gone with?

I'm a member of this family too.

Why didn't I get an invitation?

How should I know, Gurbet?

Ask Mr Seyit. He was the host, not me.

Muruvvet, get me some tea. I've finished mine.

When will my brother come back?

You never know.

Maybe he'd turn up today.

He'd turn up if he misses Dila. Don't worry.

One way or another, a blood feud happened between two families, Gurbet.

God has helped us all and showed us the right way...

...or all of us would've paid the price. We're not enemies now.

So, be careful what you say.

-Are you lecturing me about how to speak? -Of course.

You'd see what happens if you don't listen to me.

-Like what? -Who knows?

Surely, I know something.

Oh, do you?

Maybe I know something as well.

-Isn't that possible? -I wonder.

-What do you know? -What's going on with you two?

-Where are you going? -I'm going to take this call.

Speak here.

-You were saying the same thing to Hulya. -Of course. Why wouldn't I?

Hello?

-Zeynep. -Zeynep?

Who is Zeynep? I'm Azer.

-I get it. This is my code name. -Yes.

Why Zeynep then? Umit is a good name.

Deniz is better. It's a unisex name.

Thank you, I'm fine. How are you?

How could I be?

My father has embraced Dila.

I've become a foster child.

He wouldn't even give me a tractor. I'll be damned.

Are you serious? I'm so sorry.

Don't be. I'm not saying this to make you feel bad.

When do we meet?

-I don't know. -Good morning...

...my family. Good morning, son. Come on.

Call you later. I kiss you.

What? You kiss me. Say it again.

Okay, see you later. Take care.

Okay, see you.

I'd die for you.

How are you?

-I'm good, brother. You? -Me too.

How is working-out going? Have you lost any weight?

Don't start with that.

Brother has purchased a building in Adana.

-Is that right? -Yes, he has.

He made an office for himself on the top floor.

Good. I'll be the manager of that office.

Sorry? Did you ask him?

I don't need to.

-Enjoy your breakfast. -You too.

Take it easy, boy.

I know you want to gallop like me.

But we have to wait a little for that.

Are you enjoying that? Good boy.

Good boy.

Hello, Father.

You're not going to ride Aktay, are you?

No, at least until Ihsan is born.

Are you going to name him Ihsan?

Of course.

-I didn't say it to make you cry. -No.

No, I'm not crying.

Ihsan will come into the world and grow up...

...then you'll be able to ride the horse together.

Then I'll be enjoying watching you from a distance.

You can't be far away, Mr Seyit.

You personally will teach him how to ride a horse.

I wonder if I live that long.

Hopefully, Father. We'll live all together.

You won't go to the office today, right?

I will, but...

...I'm thinking to get a paralegal.

Great news.

Dila Barazoglu...

...wouldn't hear worthless cases.

Each case is worthy, Father.

-Let me ask you something, Dila. -Of course, Father.

I can understand if you say no, but you'll have a huge responsibility...

...if you say yes.

I'm ready for all responsibilities that you'll give me.

You know Azer. He's useless.

I hope he'll change in time.

No, he doesn't seem so.

But...

...I can't hand over the future of Barazoglu family to him.

I trust you, but it's not the right time.

You need to take care of yourself and my grandson.

But still...

Father, please say it.

You told me once...

...that you're a real Barazoglu.

I'm asking you...

...if you want to be...

...the lady of Barazoglu family?

What is this?

BARAZOGLU Law Firm.

Dila Barazoglu.

Attorney.

What a coincidence.

Metin, we need to go two floors up.

Come on!

Stay put! Get in the line.

Tidy yourself up. Look at you!

Is that how you appear before Mr Seyit?

He's coming.

Welcome.

Thank you, Sir.

Here you go, Sir.

Has Ms Dila got a problem too?

Since this is requirement day.

They won't talk in front of Ms Dila.

They will.

How are you?

Thank you, Sir! We're praying for your well-being.

That watering problem again. It hasn't been resolved yet.

We'll figure it out.

More precisely...

...Ms Dila would figure it out.

My daughter-in-law. Attorney Dila Barazoglu.

I presume you all know her.

Ms Dila is like a daughter to me.

She's the lady of Barazoglu family.

From now on, on every requirement day...

...you'll tell your problems to your lady.

She'll solve your problems...

...by justice, law and order.

-Understood? -Yes, Sir.

Good.

Let's go inside.

We need some accessories here.

Metin.

You know I like you.

Thank you. Likewise.

That's why I believe you're not going to misunderstand me.

Not at all. Go ahead.

I'm unable to understand the things you're doing.

What are you trying to do?

Never mind, Haydar. You don't need to understand.

Riza likes you too.

Why are you trying to disrespect him?

Disrespecting him?

No, quite the contrary.

Mother Melike, my mom, brother, and even you...

...you were angry at me because I was always in Istanbul.

I quit wandering. I came here, and I'm ready to take the lead.

Riza has the lead.

So, he should step aside and make room for me.

Since my father has two sons...

Say it.

What's the problem, Ferdi?

-Sir. -Not to me, address to her.

Lady.

Okkesh's land has got extra water.

No, this isn't the case, Lady.

-Where are you going again? -To Mars.

No, to Neptune.

I'm going to somewhere that you're not allowed to come.

However, you're Sultan.

You can hire a rocket and come anyway. Sultan the Rocket!

May God give you joy.

But while you've been wandering around...

...requirement day is handled by Dila today.

What do you mean?

You know what I mean.

Sultan, you're eating too much...

...and that makes you dream a lot. It's not good for you.

Why don't you ask Canip?

Father has already announced that Dila is the lady.

Hereafter, Dila will be responsible for every matter.

-What are you talking about? -Dila...

...has become the lady.

Father.

-Is it true what I've heard? -What have you heard?

You announced Dila as the lady.

I did. So?

I'm your own son.

-Dila is a stranger. -You're my son, but...

...she's the one being worthy of me.

Do you know how many people depend on me?

Do you have any idea...

...how many lands, villages...

...mills, offices...

...makes their living thanks to us?

How would you know? You just don't care.

I asked you to go school, but you didn't.

You couldn't sit still even after you got married.

You wanted me to found a construction company.

I did it, you haven't even driven a nail.

Azer, why should I trust you?

Huh? Why should I trust you?

God, please help me.

God, please help me.

God, please help me.

God, please help me.

Is this what I deserve?

Is that it? Some strangers come and be the boss of me?

What good are you, Azer?

You're such a disgrace, Azer.

Why do you even live?

Why do you even live, Azer?

Why do you even live?

Why do you even live?

Why do you even live, Azer?

You have to become pregnant...

...as soon as possible, Ms Sultan.

It doesn't matter whether Azer wants or not.

Hayriye.

Did you serve Ms Dila's milk?

Yes, I did, Sir. If you want something...

No, thanks.

Look how precious she is now.

Use your head, Ms Sultan.

A woman can make children, as long as she wants.

Jump on him while he's sleeping.

You can tell him you're protected.

Have a kid as soon as possible.

You should be resourceful.

You have a secret...

...so milk him by using that secret.

I'm starving to death. Isn't it done already?

It's about to be, or do you want raw meat?

What do you know?

You know that the real culprit of Ihsan's death is Azer.

You're the only witness.

You saw him taking the gun out of the glove box, aiming it at Riza.

But what is it good for? Nothing.

Azer hasn't even told you that he's going to give the land deed.

Woman!

You talk too much! Give it to me already!

So hot, but tender.

Azer has you in his pocket.

You missed your chance.

-Woman, I've had enough. -Yes?

You know what?

Why don't you sidle up to Dila?

Smile at her.

You can get something from her.

You are as dumb as a bag of rocks.

Ms Dila is a truthful person.

You can get nothing from her.

I'll win Sultan's favour.

-How? -We'll see.

If she meets my expectation...

...we'll see how it works later.

I want more.

Son, welcome.

Thank you, Mom.

-How are you? -I'm fine...

-...but a little tired. -Come here.

-Welcome, brother. -Thank you.

-How are you? -I'm okay. What about you?

-Hello. -Welcome.

-Thanks. Metin? -Welcome, brother.

-Are you okay? -Yes, I am. You?

I'm fine.

Mr Riza, welcome.

-Thank you. -Mr Riza, welcome.

How about a midday raki, Haydar?

-Sure. -Coming right up.

Well...

-...you still look tired. -Tell me about it.

It's hard to do business with Chinese. They tired me out, I'm exhausted.

You'll figure it out somehow.

Forget it. How is it going here? Tell me.

Oh no! Bad news, huh? Tell me.

I don't know if it's bad or good. You decide that.

The place where it all began.

That's the land Selamoglu family asked, right?

The land from that lakeside to the hills belongs to us.

Why did they ask it, Father?

They wanted to build a factory. If only they did.

Now, it's all empty.

Anyways.

He was talking tactlessly.

I'm sorry, he's your brother, your relative, but...

You don't have to tell him about me. I know what kind of person he is.

I warned him. I said...

...he's your older brother, you're disrespecting him.

He didn't listen to me. He just played with the light.

He thinks his share of the company is fifty-fifty.

I couldn't say it's not the case.

That's a whole other point.

Anyway. Don't mind it.

We've been asking him to show some interest in business.

He is now. Leave him be.

Okay, but he was sitting on your chair.

Like there is no other chair for me.

Besides...

You think you'd drag your feet to the office?

Of course not.

My heart leads the way if Dila is there.

How is she doing? Do you know anything?

You know...

-Look who is here. -Mr Seyit.

-Enjoy your meal, Mr Riza. -Thank you.

-Hello, Ms Dila. -Hello.

-Would you like to join us? -We don't want to disturb you.

Not at all. Please.

-What do you think, Dila? -As you wish.

Go ahead.

Enjoy.

How are you, Haydar?

Thank you, Sir.

Would you like to have raki, Mr Seyit?

I'm not used to drink in the afternoon...

...but I really want it now.

Dila, would you drive on our way back?

-Of course, Father. -I'd have single raki.

-You, Ms Dila? -I'd like to have orange juice.

And a fresh orange juice.

Thank you.

-Welcome to our table. -Enjoy.

Mr Riza, I've heard you went to China. How was it?

Yes, I did. How do you know that?

-Your mother told me. -When did you see her?

She has honoured our party...

...by showing generosity.

I asked all acquaintances to dinner, since I'm going to be a grandfather.

Congratulations!

Azer is finally going to be a father.

No. It's not Azer.

My one and only daughter-in-law Dila.

If God permits, she'll be a mother.