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PARA:1
Aiyla Koç was a rising star — not a club singer, but one of Istanbul's most beloved young voices. She lived in Istanbul, studied at Istanbul University, and shared almost every moment of her life with the boy she loved… Yaman Karadeniz, her classmate and her best friend.
Their friendship had slowly melted into love. Five years of a bond so deep that even the walls of their university recognized them.
One afternoon, they sat together near the wide staircase of the university. Aiyla leaned into his chest, her arms wrapped around him as if protecting her entire world.
"Yaman," she whispered softly, "we've been in love for five years now… and this is our last semester. Aren't you going to give our relationship a name? Why don't we get married?"
Yaman looked at her for a long moment, then kissed her gently on her cheek.
"Don't worry," he murmured. "I'll never leave you."
Aiyla tightened her hug."Then talk to your mom and dad. I don't want to lose you, Yaman. I've already lost everyone else… I can't lose you."
Yaman frowned slightly."Lose? What have you lost?"
PARA:2
Aiyla shook her head quickly."No, no… I'm just saying I can't lose you."
Yaman laughed softly and tapped her nose."Okay, okay. I'll talk to them."
The next day when they met, she immediately asked,"So? Did you talk to your parents?"
Yaman hesitated."Hmm… I asked my dad. He agreed."
Aiyla fell silent, lost in thought… then slowly asked,"And what about your mom? What did she say?"
He sighed."I haven't talked to her yet. Didn't get a chance."
"So you mean… you'll never ask her? You'll just keep avoiding it?"
Yaman held her cheek gently."Cutie… I promise I'll talk today. Don't be angry. And your dad — he doesn't live here, right? When will you introduce me to him? You always say he lives with your uncle."
Aiyla paused, thinking of something.
"Aiylaaa?" Yaman waved a hand in front of her face."Madam, earth to Aiyla?"
She blinked."Huh? Yes, yes… I'll introduce you. I also need to tell you something important."
YAMAN SAID:"What?"
"Later," he replied. "Let's not talk here. I'm hungry....."
PARA:3
That evening, Yaman went home and told his parents everything.His mother narrowed her eyes.
"Show me her picture."
Yaman hesitated."Not now. Soon."
"No," his mom insisted. "Show me now."
He finally opened his phone and showed her a photo of Aiyla.
His mother stared at it for a few seconds…"I've seen this girl somewhere."
"Where?" Yaman frowned.
"Your father said the same thing. Her face… I recognize it. What's her full name?"
"Aiyla Koç."
Her mother's expression changed instantly."And her father?"
"Demir Koç."
That was enough.
"No," his mother snapped. "You will NOT marry her. Listen carefully, Yaman — we will only accept your engagement with CELINE. That's final."
Yaman's world froze."Mom! At least tell me why. You both agreed earlier, why suddenly no?"
His mom's tone grew cold."Enough. Your engagement will be with CELINE. End of discussion."