Can Yaman International Presents: Nothing But The Truth, Erkenci Kus

Chapter 10.

At the end of Chapter 9:  He said, "You are wonderful. When you want a true story, you get it in full. You should have been a detective or a newspaper reporter. No one can lie to you. Thank you so much for saving me, even though I would have never had sex with her or got into her tent. I like to climb but have never had the urge or the strength to have sex on a mountain. top Now if you want to go, I'm sure I would change my mind." Sanem turned red and told him to behave and get into the truck. She drove him to his house and helped him inside. Then she called a taxi and went back to her house.

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Sanem took a few days off before their wedding. She instructed Can to not get into any trouble while she was off. CeyCey told her not to worry; he was in control. Can just laughed at both of them.

Sanem, Leyla, and Mevkibe, their anne, had shopped together and found the most beautiful wedding dress for Sanem. The dress was white with a sweetheart neckline, a fitted bodice, and a flowing chiffon skirt with a blush-colored underskirt. It was the perfect choice for petite Sanem. She wore her hair down and it fell in soft waves over her shoulders and down her back. There was a crown of flowers on her head and some of the flowers were woven through the strands of hair that fell down her back. She looked gorgeous, like a fairy princess. Can was wearing a crisp white shirt with black dress pants and a matching vest, and several unique pieces of jewelry on his hands, wrists, and around his neck. His long, thick hair was gathered into a man bun. He was the perfect vision of a handsome prince.

They were married on the coast near the rocks that they both loved so much. The day was sunny and beautiful without a cloud in the azure blue sky. After the ceremony, Sanem was very excited to read the names on the official marriage certificate: Sanem Datha Aydin Divit married Can Aziz Divit.

A reception was held in the mahalle where Sanem had grown up. They wanted as many of the neighbors to come as wanted to be there to celebrate the happy occasion with the family. The enticing smell of all the wonderful dishes spread out on the long tables setup on the street filled the air. Can was excited to try every one of the delicious dishes the women of the neighborhood had prepared and brought to the celebration.

Everyone was having a wonderful time at the neighborhood party when a car pulled up at the end of the street. A tall dark headed woman walked down the street and Polen was walking beside her. Seeing them approach, Aziz, Can's stepmother, Mihriban, and Emre walked over to stand with Nihat and Mevkibe on either side of Can and Sanem.

Can introduced Sanem to his anne Hüma as his wife. Then he asked Polen what she was doing here, saying, "We all thought you were in jail on drug charges."

Polen laughed and replied, "I'm out on bail. My lawyer says I will get off with no jail time." Hüma added, "We came to stop this farce of a wedding. Are we too late? Can, you know you are supposed to marry Polen."

Can replied, "Really, Hüma? You want me to marry someone who tried to drug me? Her brother is a drug dealer. And if that is not enough, she slept with a man who raped many young girls. That is who you wanted me to marry? Never! I married the love of my life and plan on staying married to her forever."

Hüma turned to Polen. "You never told me that. Is this true?"

Sanem was getting that funny feeling that Can's Anne was not telling the truth. She looked over at Aziz and Mihriban and felt like they knew she was not being truthful as well. Sanem very lightly tapped her lips and discreetly pointed towards Hüma and Polen.