"How am I supposed to find a hacker?" Ayhan murmurs as she stares at her laptop. "If I haven't by now, then I won't..."
She got rid of all the ladies two hours ago already and got down to searching, leaving the clean up task to a sobbing Muzaffer still holed up in the chair. He hadn't even left to go home.
"Maybe I should stop...I'm putting myself at risk too...What if I reveal too much?!" She gasps.
"Ayhan," Muzaffer shuffles over from the house and she sighs. "I feel like a fight, I want to put myself in danger!" She leans on her hand and eyes him sitting down, boredly. "All that cleaning and washing teacups and dishes didn't take away this feeling! And what kind of house do you live in? It's so dirty, there's dust everywhere!" He waves a dustrag at her. He glares at it as he waves it and then clenches his fist. "Just put Osman in front of me now, I'll slap him with this until I feel better." He nods and then lowers the rag. "But he's very muscular...frightening even with all the height and knives..."
"Muzo what are you even still doing here?" Ayhan asks, clicking her mouse and then glancing at him.
"Thinking...I think I should go and destroy his shop...I'll drop 4 cats inside and let them loose on the meat! There will be nothing left! Just like I have nothing left anymore!"
Ayhan lifts a brow, rolling her eyes. Oh brother...
"Can I hire someone to beat him up? What are you doing? Research assasins for me, there has to be one that would take less than 30 liras."
"Muzo, you do know that you are talking about my brother right? The only family I have?"
Muzaffer blinks. "Ah," he frowns. "Right...I'm sorry, yes he is your brother..." He looks her up and down. "You have to decide what we do with him...or better, choose him or me?"
"Him!" Ayhan groans. "What a stupid question!"
"Fine."
"Go and take a walk, get some air, look at birds...anything other than making me deal with you right now. I am busy with something important." She reads the page popping up.
"I can't breathe...I think I'm going to pass out..." Muzaffer waves his hands to fan himself opening and closing his mouth. "I'm going to go home and... I should set up a meat counter in our store Ayhan, run against him as butcher...his little business will crumble you'll see!" Muzaffer coughs as he points at Ayhan. She just stares at him and he retracts his hand. "Okay...fine, I won't do it...it won't help the neighborhood anyway...I'd rather open one outside." Ayhan wrinkles her nose and he stands up, walking away. "Why Osman?!"
Ayhan sighs and closes her eyes, shaking her head. The laptop pings and she looks at it. There is an instant message popping up on the screen and her eyes widen. She'd sent an anonymous message out.
Someone replied?
'Hi'.
"Hi." She replies to the greeting on the screen.
'What's your name?'
"My name? Oh honey, if you think I'm giving you my name you're mistaken," she snorts, stopping as another message pops up before she even replied.
'Hi Ayhan!'
She stares at the screen, gulping. "Oh no, he knows who I am...How does he know who I am?" she panics. "I knew I was going to put myself in danger doing this, oh my God...now my name is in the black hole...No..." Her phone starts ringing and she looks at it, frowning. Is he calling me now too?!
She peeks at the caller. Unknown number...He is calling! Oh no...okay Ayhan you can do this!
She takes a deep breath and then answers. "Hello? Who is this?" She couldn't hear anything but a whisper. "I can't hear you, can you - "
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Early Bird (Erkençi Kus)(Part 1)
Fanfiction* (A Turkish Series Translation) A young woman named Sanem Aydin lives with her overbearing but loving parents, who have certain ideas of how she should be living - and it doesn't involve her working at her family store full time. They thinks she s...
