mine:

Baba, dün konuştuk. Bana annesinin öbür kızla evlenmesini istemediğini söyledi. Annesi Zumrayla evlenmesini istiyor. Bu yüzden baba, şimdi birlikte olamayacağımızı düşÃ¼nüyorum. Kötü bir kız değilim, onun ve anne için kendimi değiştirebilirim. Ama şimdi onun beni sevmediğini düşÃ¼nüyorum.

Baba, gerçekten anlayamıyorum. Eğer anne benim onunla olmamı istemiyorsa, neden bunu önceden söylemedi bana? Şimdi onun Zumrayla birlikte olduğunu biliyorum. Bana söyledi. Baba, bunu kabul edemem. Gerçekten ne yapabilirim şimdi?

Courage isn't measured with dying, but with living

I am very bored
also:
I am very annoyed

Part 77

- So, did Mr. Shahid accept your invitation?" At the same time I was praying in my heart "I hope so much that Shahid has refused it!"... Upon my question a kind of a confused expression appeared on Luda's face:
- Do you think that inviting him to my house was an inappropriate behavior, Mr. Fatih? But that night everything went so well... The whole night we had really spent such happy moments. Also, without any encouragement from me, he opened to me and told me that he had loved me for a long time. You too know, that this kind of things result in every place in the same manner. I believe that you understand what I'm trying to say. I mean we are not children, are we? We are adults. Besides, at that moment, it was clear from his face how happy he was with my invitation."
It wasn't the appropriate time to enter a moral argument with Luda. I was curious about how the events developed:
- Ok Luda, What happened then?" I asked.
- Then we got in. I took Mr. Shahid to the living room. I put a CD I love very much in my music set. I offered him from the wine I like best and saying that I want to change my clothes I left him. I wanted to go the the bathroom, take a quick shower, wear something comfortable and go back to him. I'll confess Mr. Fatih, that when I went back to the living room I was very excited. Because the outfit I chose to wear, more than being comfortable, was a sexy outfit."
I had a bad premonition inside me; but I wasn't expecting that much really. I muttered to myself: "Ah, Luda, ah! What have you done?"

My love which hotel will you stay at when you come? I missed you very much, will Sau come too? my greetings to Linda, did you quarrel with Ihsan, why? Take care, I missed you very much.

hello, I'm Atalay, you know Turkish (maybe he meant: do you know Turkish?), I wait for a message, we'll get to know each other, you can call me Ati in short, take care

I'm sending you a PM

good one deli,
the last lines:

Bizi kendimize sakladım
I hid us to ourselves

O boş sayfanın yerine
Instead of (on) that empty page

Bize ait her şeyi
Everything concerning (belonging to) us

Kalbime yazdım.
I wrote on my heart.

1. hello, of course I recognized you how can I forget, how are you, what are you doing, I'm not entering the net much any more, we are not seeing each other, never mind, take care, kisses

2- mine is the same but it goes in the form of school- classroom-home, school- classroom- home

3 - don't misunderstand s/he is a very close friend of mine

4- you reply in English

5- friend wants to prepare a space, I'm helping him/her

6- at nights we go to the bar

7- we are arranging a girl to the friend

Part 76

When speaking, the blush on the young woman's cheeks has increased even more. I didn't want to interrupt her talk by interfering:
- We couldn't find a better night to become closer to Mr. Shahid than that special night. For that reason,I planned to leave the café early and continue our unity in my house. I mean, when I talked about not feeling well that night, it was nothing more than an excuse." Luda became silent and looked at my face like wanting to understand my reaction. I felt an uncomfortable feeling growing up inside me. The way her words were going, what was I about to hear in a while, was beginning to frighten me. "My God!" I said to myself. "My God, I hope that the thing I'm guessing didn't happen!"...
When I didn't respond, Luda continued to explain:
- That night we went out of the café and went to my house with the taxi Mr. Shahid called. He walked me to my apartment door with his usual polite manner. There, I looked into his eyes for a moment and understood that I wished to spend the night with him. Then I invited him in to drink something together."
While listening what the young woman was telling, I got a feeling like waiting a storm to burst soon. As soon as she finished her last sentence, I interrupted uncontrollably and asked excitedly: