Yabancı Damat (The Foreign Groom)

Bon appetit, Kahraman! Go for it!

Feride?!

Didn't you promise her just this evening?

My stomach is in knots from anger.

I thought you said no dessert.

I did! I'm eating out of anger.
Keep eating, but it doesn't help at all.

Then you shouldn't have eaten it, Kahraman. Such a waste!

Feride! I'm already mad!

We'll talk about this tomorrow morning, come on.

Feride, I can't deal with what she did this evening.

Don't be upset.

How could I not be, Feride?

It's late. Let's go to sleep.

Okay.

- You're diabetic.
- Alright, alright.

- Your blood sugar just spiked.
- Alright, alright.

You also eat while preparing these, right?

Alright, Feride. That was the last bite.

Okay, my dear. I believe you.

I'm pissed off tonight. Don't push me.

- Good evening.
- Good evening.

Is there a bus going to Bodrum?

You can' find one at this time, ma'am.

But you can take a connection bus from Antalya.

Got it. Can I have one?

I'm booking for one.

Is it for a woman?

Yes, it's for a woman.

Name, please?

Nazlı Baklavacıoğlu.

No, thank you.

Tomorrow will be the first day of my new life.

I know it's very cliché, but that's what it is.

My home, my family, my friends, and...
Antep (Gaziantep).

I'm leaving everything behind.

I could've hung on for a little while, actually.

But it didn't work out.

After four years at university in Ankara,

coming back home was a real shock.

It turns out my dear father,

the most famous baklava maker in Gaziantep

and, in my opinion, the best in the world,

Kahraman Baklavacıoğlu, had organized a dinner

to welcome me back home.

And my mom, Feride, had shown off all
her cooking skills.

We waited for so long,

missed her, but it was worth it.

Thank God!

You were worried about how four years would pass.

I remember the day she went to Ankara
like it was yesterday.

She graduated and came back already!

She's the first university graduate in the family.

My little sister!

Don't make a big deal, sis.

That's right, Nazlı. We're proud of you!

Right, dad?

University is over and Nazlı is back.

May God never take her away from Antep again!

Amen!

Everything was going fine.

But they had also invited the future in-laws.

That is, my dad's business partner

and dear friend, Uncle Ökkeş,

and his wife, Aunt Hayriye.

Their son Kadir is there too, of course!

Kadir!

Meaning, my future husband!

My dad,

mom,

grandfather,

my sister,

my brother-in-law,

and even my little brother,

everyone is supportive of this marriage.

We all gathered around the table,
filled with joy.

But unfortunately,

after a few minutes,

things went crazy!

My dear Nazlı!

What are my top three favorite dishes?

Eggplant kebab, yuvarlama, and şiveydiz.

Did you learn the recipe?

Are you going to make the yuvarlama
in small pieces like mom does?

I'm not going to.

Why?

Because I'm not a chef, Kadir.

Because I want to work.

Where will you work?

I don't know yet. Maybe at a university.

In Ankara?

Are you going back?

Feride?

Did you know about this?

You're not going back right away, are you?

You just got here, Nazlı.

Right, dad? She just got here.