Azize's POV
Something inside me was allowing to let the games begin, after I took a shower, chose my outfit and applied makeup, I asked Ceyda to take care of my hair, I suggested styling it straight following Zeynep Hanim's recommendation.
Ceyda did a great job, I've never had close friend through my life, but if I had to pick a favorite female at the Alpans then it'd be her because she's the least problematic.
I went downstairs, Kartal was nowhere to be found, but Yaman was my shadow following Kartal's commands.
When I entered the salon with Ceyda, some ladies were there already beside Zeynep Hanım, Yildiz and Tuna.
I'm winning at this, and the proof is the accepting smile that appeared on my mother-in-law face when she saw me.
"Oh, Zeynep, is this your new gelin?" One of the ladies asked and Zeynep Hanim gave a nod.
"Let me introduce you ladies, this is Azize, Kartal's wife," Zeynep Hanım said and started to address every lady as I took a seat beside Ceyda whose eyes were always roaming around searching for someone.
"Azize, çok güzelsin maşallah!" One lady complimented me and I accepted it with a small smile.
I may tried to mask who I really am with some expensive clothes and bold makeup, but I'm no used to this amount of attention, especially their looks towards my casted arm, but I guess Zeynep Hanım dared them in an indirect way to say a word about it.
"Anlat bakalım, how did you meet with our charming Kartal?"A younger lady asked, your charming Kartal? Of course he is theirs.
"It was epic, I could never forget that day." Ceyda beamed beside me and Zeynip Hanım cleared her throat, signaling to Ceyda to be quiet.
"It was different, I did the first-aid for him when he was shot." I chose short, direct, romantic-less words, it's not like they don't know the story that entire Istanbul heard of when he was shot. Their faces fell at my words, "Are you a nurse, Azize?" The lady pressed.
"Yes."
"Oh, so it was love from first sight then." The lady investigated further and I faked a smile, I almost give her a nod but our head turned towards a high-heels ticking sound.
Asya made her entrance, "Herkese iyi akşamlar." She entered and took a seat across of me, my nerves started to wreck, I remembered Zeynep Hanım words at how I should be as strong as her, but how can I? Her presence was screaming power.
I looked at Zeynep Hanım, she had a poker face on, but I know how easily my emotions can be portrayed by my facial expression.
"No, Azize, you can do better." I told myself and leaned forward to a cup of coffee in front of me, I took a sip while looking at Asya, tension was obvious in the air, of course they know who she was to Kartal, and who I am now.
Asya looked back at me, her gaze was challenging me, with the same unacceptable look she gave me since day one, "You're just a nurse." She said before, but today I am not, I am who the Alpans wanted me to become.
So in a split of a second I straightened my posture, rested one leg across the other, copying a nonchalant smirk I learned from living here.
"Evet, Başak Hanım." My brain thankfully provided me with the lady's name, "Our love was love from the first sight. Once Kartal opened his eyes again."
"I'm sure it was, Azizecim, how else can you win his heart so quickly?" The lady carried the conversation, and I looked at Zeynep Hanım and there was a small smile I gained from her, I wondered why she didn't like Asya though? She seemed to me a more logical choice to Kartal.

KAMU SEDANG MEMBACA
AZIZE
Fiksi PenggemarAZİZE: THE SAINT. A love story about an angelic nurse who saved a dark eagle, a revenge story about a saint who's falling for a mafia man. A sequel of KanalD's Turkish series; AZIZE. Disclaimer: I don't own the idea of the characters or the main...