Ferdi is young. He is 24, almost 25, but he’s still a young man. So when Sera told him about her pregnancy, he was quite worried. He obviously won't leave her for that, but that doesn't stop him from being stressed at the idea of ​​being a father.

He spent all his free time during Sera's pregnancy pampering her - unless he had a match - and basically stressing her out too. So he understood well when her anger flared and he apologized with chocolates.

When her water broke and it was time to give birth, he was livid.

He stayed as close as he could, supporting her, almost bursting into tears, trembling. You could wonder who was giving birth between the two.

When the doctors finally gently placed you in his arms, he finally burst into tears and let himself be comforted by poor and tired Sera.

Since then, he's avoided taking care of you.

Obviously not because he didn't care about you. No, he adored you. But simply because he was afraid. Fear of hurting you, fear of making you cry, fear of not taking good care of you. Fear of being a bad father.

But today he had no choice. Sera was determined to involve him in your first months. Thank goodness she had friends to help her, but it was up to him to get off his ass and help her now. So today is a “conquering your fear” session.

The young Turkish player held you in his arms. He looked at your little face, identical to his, while you calmly suckled your pacifier.

“Sera, what if I squeeze too hard—” he starts but Sera stops him with a click of her tongue.

"I was scared at first too. Look, our angel is already in your arms. You just have to stay like that and start bonding!"

She was sitting next to him on the couch, gently rubbing his shoulder.

Ferdi turned his face back to your little head and let out a sigh filled with love. He began to rock you gently, the fingers of his right hand barely touching your hair as he tried to ruffle your hair.

“Hello little one…” he whispers affectionately “Are you okay? Baba doesn’t hurt you?”