AUTHOR: BRIDE FROM BURSA
-Is this it? 'Did you run away to this taxi driver when the richest man in the neighborhood was interested in you?'
Nilüfer squeezed her fingers with the pearls flowing from her eyes. His light blue eyes were wandering from his father to his big brothers lined up right behind him. There was also that wimpy guy next to them, whom they called the groom, who she didn't want to marry him, she would cross the sidewalk if she saw him on the road! As he swallowed hard in his throat, he raised his eyes as his father said and turned his gaze to the taxi driver, who looked at him in surprise. The feeling of security on his left side would not mislead him. Besides, she was willing to marry this little taxi driver she didn't even know, instead of helping that slimy guy! He raised his hand and wrapped his delicate fingers around Kenan's big palm, which had calluses from shaking the steering wheel. And while the young man remained silent in astonishment, he answered with a trembling voice.
-I ran away to him. I ran to the taxi driver, dad!