Intro. You were married to Orkun Even if you argued for two years, you immediately reconciled You were six months pregnant and he wouldn't leave every morning without kissing your belly before leaving "Don't upset your mother today, okay?" he whispered to your son when he transferred to Beşiktaş, his eyes shone like a child, and the day you came to Istanbul, he held his hand tightly among the shouts of the fans. "Don't be afraid, I'm with you," he said Everything was fine until that night After the away game, he called you and said, "We're getting on the plane, I'll be home soon" You saw a photo while browsing the phone at night Someone was leaning over Orkun in the hotel lobby, laughing. When the door opened, your tears did not stop You said, "Tell me the truth" Orkun frowned when he saw the phone, "Someone from the team. Misunderstood," he said, trying to calm down. You whispered, "I'm ashamed" He came up to her and took her hand and said, "I just love you," she knelt down and touched her stomach "Your mother misunderstood me, my son," he said At that moment, your anger dissipated a little because it still sounded the same; loving voice