Just as Arash had told Zaya. After finishing lunch, Arash took Zaya shopping. Yes, shopping.But not for designer clothes or anything like that, because Arash was convinced that someone like Zaya wouldn’t wear the sort of clothes, bags or shoes that other women out there wore. So Arash took Zaya first to a large supermarket in the city of Izmir.Oh yes, that’s right. They had a bit of an argument because Zaya flatly refused Arash’s offer to go shopping this time.As a woman, she never wanted to rely on just anyone. Especially not a foreign man like Arash, who had only been her friend for a few days.“What do you mean, shopping?” Zaya asked back.“Well, shopping, of course, Zaya. Buying rice, cooking oil and other household essentials. Along with bread and wheat flour, if you want to make bread later at home. Oh yes, you have an oven there, don’t you? Is it provided or not?” asked Arash, still looking down as he focused on the food he was chewing in his mouth.Zaya fell silent and turn
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