Early Bird (Erkençi Kus)(Part 1)

19. The New Idea

Sanem woke up the following morning to Leyla staring her right in the face with narrowed eyes. She gasps and scoots away from her, yelling, "What's happening?! Why are you in here?!"

"Shhh! Do you want mom and dad to hear? Shut up!" Sanem looks towards the door. "I spoke to some of the staff last night," Leyla leans closer, "what were you doing with Mr Can? And why was no one else there?"

Her tone implied something scandalous and Sanem pushes the cover off her. "Are you insane? Do you hear yourself right now?" Leyla purses her lips. "Since when do I have to answer to you, you're not my boss."

"Sanem, don't make me show you insane," Leyla whispers dangerously. "You've been there for two days. Two! And already you're the new boss's right hand?! How?"

"I'm not saying I am. You are. Maybe I am, maybe I'm not." Sanem shrugs. "Why do you care? Are you jealous?" Sanem starts to stand but Leyla pulls her back down.

"You're up to something, Sanem," she hisses, "I can see right through you."

"This is what happens when you become a vegetarian and eat nothing but seeds in the morning," Sanem wrinkles her nose. "Go and have something with substance, hm?"

"I'm sick and tired of you and your little secrets, Sanem, you're making me crazy, not my food choices."

"While you abore me, I adore you," Sanem gets up, "enough to tell you when you're acting stupid. Which you are right now. It's good that I'm your sister and not someone who just says 'yes Leyla'." Sanem grins. "And I forgive you for hovering over me like the angel of death this early, even more proof that I care more than you do." Sanem walks out of the room, on her way to the kitchen as she talks.

"Stop shouting!" Leyla whispers. If her parents wake up, they might send her to the store and it was too early. She wasn't planning on 'helping' out again today anyway. "Sanem!" Leyla shuffles after Sanem to try and catch up.

**

Ayhan stood in the back doorway that morning silently, watching Osman stare at his phone while drinking his morning tea. She couldn't see what he was looking at but by the longing look on his face, she was certain he was cyber stalking Leyla again.

She clears her throat and steps out with her own tea. He puts down his phone quickly, but she ignores it, leaning down to give him a kiss on the cheek before sitting. "Morning big brother."

Osman chuckles after his initial shock at being caught and then more so that she wasn't saying anything about seeing anything. "You're chirpy, what's going on?"

"I finished setting up my website. It's open for business." Ayhan grins. Osman's eyebrows shoot up in surprise. "Do you want to know the name?"

"Okay?"

"Ayhanhelpsyou.com...all small letters."

"Ayhanhelpsyou.com?" Ayhan nods. "It's nice, very original."

"It had to be. It's me I'm advertising after all...It's more of a personal evolutional journey really... developing myself in the process of helping others find themselves following my example."

Osman tried hard to make sense of what she was planning with this website exactly. He wasn't sure it would work and he was sure their money was gone. "Take it our money's gone right into this thing?"

"Will you have a little faith in me?" Ayhan tuts before she stands up. "Drink your tea, I'm going to do my morning yoga."

Osman looks behind him at her as she walks away. Ayhan was always coming up with a plan to make money that never works out. He loved her, she was his sister, but he wished she would be more driven.