"Oh my God, I'm going to die of thirst before I find him," Sanem complains as she walks down the path.
She decided to keep on it for a while longer, seeing signs along the sides going down. Her only issue would be once they stopped. The afternoon was starting to get darker, the sun hanging lower and lower every turn she made.
"Why can't you have a store every few miles? People need water you know..." She stops and looks around her. "Where do I have to go now?" She realizes then that she hasn't seen a board in a while. "Great! Ugh, Why can't you keep to the path like a normal person Mr Can? You just had to plunge head first into the forest didn't you?" She groans and turns to her right. There was no more time for wandering aimlessly. If she had to go in it had to be now, before she lost all light eventually.
She puts away her phone and then starts her way into the trees. "Mr Can!" she yells. "Mr Can please answer me!" She keeps going. "Mr Can!"
Thirty thousand trees later, or so it feels to her, Sanem has picked up a stick to lean on as she walks. Her legs were tired, and she could use it to feel around for unsteady earth after all the rain if needed.
"This is your punishment for lying Sanem... You have to go through long grass and over stumps and rocks to find Mr Can." She slaps her arm where a mosquitoe sat and then huffs. "And you'll be drier than the desert by the time you do." She stops and looks around her. "Which way now? Right or left?"
She's long since managed to lose her way. She starts walking to her right and then screams when she feels something move against her leg.
"Ah! Snake!" She hits at the grass with her stick. "Oh no! Not today!" She keeps hitting until her stick breaks and she's left with two seperate pieces. "Ugh, great!"
She throws the pieces onto the ground. "Mr Can!" She felt like one of those contestants on survival programs. Only she had no clue what she was doing and they did.
"Mr Can! I can't even stand up anymore..." She groans and rubs her legs, pushing through some high grass and nearly tripping. "Mr Can!"
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It was just an hour past sunset when Can decides to start a fire. He had a tent set up, and all his camping gear, but he wasn't planning on sleeping.
After he left the office yesterday, he went to his cabin, stayed there all day and night staring at the sky blankly. He had a constant feeling of suffocation. He couldn't breathe.
It was because of this that, as soon as the sun rose, he packed up some stuff and drove to the forest park he found while he was running last week. By pure coincidence it turned out to be close to Sanem's neighborhood. He ignored that fact completely though - just wanting to disappear into the trees...
As he stokes the fire now, with a long branch he broke off while gathering wood, he sips on his tea, taking a deep breath and cracking his neck against the stiffness.
"Mr Can?!"
Can frowns and looks up. What the - ? He turns towards the voice. Was he starting to imagine her now? Jesus, am I that hard up? Come on man! He turns back to the fire.
"Mr Can?!"
Turning again he puts down his cup. That wasn't an imaginary voice. It was just inside the trees. He walks through the brush, throwing the branch aside. Looking left and right, he starts looking.
"Mr Can!"
He turns, walking backwards and frowns. Where the hell is she yelling from?
Sanem appears from behind one of the trees and starts screaming, waving a stick around. "Who are you, I'll hit you - !"
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Early Bird (Erkençi Kus)(Part 1)
Fiksi Penggemar* (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...
