What If He Missed You?

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Note:  this is a work of fiction and is based on the Turkish hit series Sen Cal Kapimi.  For the lady readers, whatever culture we have. the jealousy arc is not always the best choice. it's cute at first, but it will never go a long way. 


He came to the office the next morning. After seeing Eda in a wedding dress something inside him stirred.  The familiar feeling, but he know he hasn't felt that way before, if only he remembers what happened the year before.  They all have told him about how he and Eda had loved each other. It was a great love they say. Great that Eda had to go against her grandmother and proposed to him. But Selin said otherwise.

He sits down and started working on something. He has been ogling the computer for half an hour now but nothing comes. He heard that voice again like a whisper. 'No one can touch you but me'

Then remembered the night Eda said it when they were stranded together in a hut that one snowy evening. It's like there is something pulling him to her. But then there's Selin. She was the only person that's clear to him after he woked up in that hospital in Slovenia. In his mind, Selin was the clear answer, but in his heart? It's as if something's missing.

He looked on the other side of the table. She wasn't there. Her things weren't moved from how it looks. All her pens in place. Where is she? "Leyla?" he walked towards her chair, no bag. Where is she? 
"Yes Sir Serkan?" Leyla, came in running.

"Eda? Where is she?" he asked

"She called this morning. She won't me coming here for a few days. Pyril said she asked her to attend on meetings in her behalf."

"What? But the project?" she needs to be here. "Can you ask Pyril to come here?" Leyla left running. He went back to his chair, Pyril came running. "What is so urgent Serkan?"

"Eda!"
"what about Eda?"
"She's not here, I'll be attending all her meetings. If you have questions about the project, ask me. She gave me instructions. And the drawings have been approved, she finished them yesterday. Everything is fine."

"Where is she?"
"I don't know, Serkan. And if I know I wouldn't tell you. She has become one of my good friends, she needs a break. And so you know. She cancelled her engagement with Denis. If you have nothing more to say. I'm going, I have work to do." she left the room and never looked back.

Serkan, sits there thinking where Eda is. He looked at her chair again. "Leyla, tell them to get my car. I'm leaving." where? He doesn't know. "Sir, your car is outside." Leyla came in, trembling.

"Move all my meetings today and tomorrow. I'm leaving the city."

He got out of the building and started to drive. Still not sure where to. He drove outside the city. Drove for a couple of hours stopping only to get water and coffee. 
He stopped for gas. When he heard his phone ring. It was Selin. He ignored it. All he wanted to know was Eda's whereabout. "Why would she cancel her engagement?"  his mind recall that night again in the cabin. No one can touch you but me. "Who are you!?" he closes his eyes trying to see clear. But everything was a blur.

He came to his senses and got back on the road. Where he's going, is something he likes to do alone. No one knows that place, just him. He needs to see the stars again. Tonight. 

He drove further south. To the coast. He got into the hotel around 6 in the evening. He asked for a suite, and some clothes from the stores. He's known everywhere, the hotel is owned by one of Ferit's business partners. They gave him a suite with a huge balcony over looking the garden and the coast. He changed into something casual and went down to have dinner. After dinner decided to walk on the beach. His phone ringing. 'Selin'  he cancels the call and sent her a text message.

"I'm in Antalya, met with a client. See you tomorrow."

He lied to her. But that doesn't bother him at all. He was more worried about how Eda was doing. For the past month, since he came back. She has been inside his head. Every time he thought of something he sees her face. Not from a memory. His memory  hasn't come back. But there is something about Eda that draw him to her.

It was 9 in the evening. He needs to get ready.  He went back to his room and grabs his gear. It's around 30 mins hike to the temple. He went out and saw someone walking towards the trail  he was trekking. Wavy dark hair. "Eda?" he whispered. 

He reached the trail. Trying to hike faster. She was at least 20 minutes ahead of him. "That girl can walk." he said under his breath. He reached the temple but saw no one. He looked, but he was alone. He decided to sit on one spot. Look up the sky and saw a single star falling from the sky. He smiled, closed his eyes and mutter a wish. He heard something, sobbing.

Someone was crying. He stood up. Looked around. Walked around. And after hearing a few more sobs he saw her. Her face up, eyes closed, tears falling from her eyes. Trying to stop the sobs. He stayed like that. He was about ten feet away from her. Covered with the ruins of the temple. He stared at her. His heart beating fast.

He's been watching her for almost half an hour. He saw her cry, smile and cry again. He saw her pull out a piece of film from her pocket. Kissed the film and place it by her heart. Stood up and place the film on the top of a big rock. She was heading out of the temple. Leaving that piece of photo. He waited until she was out of sight. Picked up the photo.

It was a photo of them.

On the back was a written note

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On the back was a written note.

Eda Yildiz,
        Of all the stars I have seen. You have always shine the brightest. Can't wait to marry you.

                                                                                                                                                     Yours always,
                                                                                                                                                      Robot Bolat



PS..... 

Photos are from google images. 

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