Part 72

- Please calm down a little, Luda! Will you tell me what it is? If I know what the problem is, maybe I can be helpful." I said. At the meanwhile I took a glance on other cusomers' tables. Thanks God, They were all busy with themselves, continuing their chats. No one was aware of the strange situation we were in. Luda wiped her eyes with the napkin I gave her. She was just about to start talking, when a waiter came, planted himself right beside us and looking at me, asked for my order saying:
- What would you like sir?" In order to get rid of him as soon as possible I said with a cold voice tone:
- I would like some tea." But the man continued in a shameless manner:
- Would you like something else after the tea sir?"
I was already beginning to get annoyed. I looked angrily into his eyes and said:
- No. For now I don't want anything else. If I want, I'll call you. Now, would you please bring my tea?"
The smile on the man's face disappeared at once. He lowered his head turning serious and left us saying:
- Fine sir, as you wish."
I turned to Luda again. When she saw that I looked at her with asking eyes, she opened her bag that was standing on the chair beside her and handed the paper she got out of it to me. That was an official writing, addressed to the American University rectorate. I looked at it's bottom. It had Shahid's name and signature. I began to read it curiously:

I think the first two:

(come on) talk to the girl you idiot

tell (ask her) who is Hezdi

just not: "senin için olurum" (I'll be for you)
better:
senin için ölüyüm (I'm dead for you)

Living is something like a cloudburst (thunderstorm). It's something we get caught in suddenly, and something we love without even noticing while getting wet.

I saw some little mistakes in aiça's transaltion, so I'll try too, see if it makes sense:

I weren't coming home for (? a number missing) days, I came this minute and sat by the computer immediately. My love, I clarified before, I explained dear, and I'm saying again because I need you, please don't misundersatand me, I know that you know me but I don't want bad things come to your mind but I have to, I'm in a difficult situation, I'm hard up (with money) and in debt. I owe to Erhan, the car insurance has finished and must be done, we'll go to Marmaris with Erhan. This is the first time in my life that I'm in such a difficult situation. I have erased my family, for me they don't exist. Don't ever say- do you trust me. Yes, I trust you very very much. You are my everything. Can you do something for me? I'm waiting for you in the next days, my love please don't be angry with me.

Part 71

Especially on summer months, it used to be really very pleasant to sit at one of the tables that were placed under the giant trees in its garden and watch the beauty of the park, or to eat supper at nights with the company of the music concert that was played by the very talented music group on the stage built at the garden.
I entered the café and looked around. There weren't many customers. Only elderly people I guessed that were foreigners were sitting at some of the tables. Luda has chosen one of the tables at a more isolated corner of the room. When she saw me she waved her hand. I went near her, I greeted her and after removing my coat, I sat in front of her. The poor girl was looking really bad. Her deep blue eyes have turned red, purple circles surrounded her eyelids. She looked as if she had passed the night crying without sleep. I forgot the health inquiry stuff and got to the point immediately:
- What happened, Luda? What's going on? Anything bad happened?"
The young woman held my hand and answered in a crying-like voice:
- Yes, Mr. Fatih, something very very bad happened."
As soon as she finished her words, tears began to flow from her cheeks. I was confused about what I was supposed to do. I handed one of the napkins from the table and said:
- Please calm down a little, Luda! Will you tell me what it is? If I know what the problem is, maybe I can be helpful."

Loving you is the lofty of lovings, I will love you for many years, I love even to love you, forgive me, your existence is happiness, your absence is death for me, please, don't deprive me of happiness, don't make yourself called the beautiful longing that her absence I suffer, I love you.

It looks very interesting though, I wish I could go to a bookfair in London...

hello my love, I just came home sweetheart, I feel very distressed, I'm depressed, I'm drunk, while I'm writing this I'm drunk, I'm crying this moment, and very much, I'm mad at my family again, I want to go to the army as soon as possible. No one understands me.

Let's say now that your Megan wants to invite (can also be: to summon) me. What government building has she go to and which forms should she fill, I mean for the thing called invitation (or: subpoena)... find out lets see, is it the municipality? what?