Early Bird (Erkençi Kus)(Part 1)

95. Taking measurements

That Tuesday morning, Sanem is going through her laundry - the ones on her chair and the hamper, putting away that which is still clean - when she finds the piece of paper that Can had written her password on. She smiles at it then turns to her mirror, putting it there in the side right under her poster of the Albatross in flight.
Perfect!

"Sanem! Nihat! Leyla! The food is ready! Come on!"

"Coming mom!" Sanem calls back and then goes downstairs to have breakfast. She still needed to get dressed but she had more than enough time for that.

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"It's very good," Can scoops a some eggs into his plate and takes a bite, nodding. Polen doesn't answer, but smiles and eats a piece of cheese.

"Good morning!" Emre says from the door, walking out and finding them eating breakfast outside.

"Good morning," they say together and he sits down.

"Look at this! Holy crap," he whistles. "Well done Mr Rifat."

"Everything the man makes is just heavenly," Polen agrees and cuts her toast up into small bites.

It gets quiet and Can swallows his last bit of egg. "I'm going to pour some tea. Emre, tea?" Can stands as the doorbell rings.

"Hmm," Emre chews, nodding, "wes pweese."

"I'll go and get the door first."

"M'kwa."

Can snorts and shakes his head, pushing his chair in and walking inside as Emre looks at Polen, who's not looking anywhere but at her food. "So tell me, how are you?"

Can walks through to the front door and opens it, staring right at Aylin, who gives him a small smile. "Aylin?"

"Hello Can."

"Hi?"

"Is Emre home?"

"He is. Do you want to come in?"

"Actually, I want to talk to you about something."

Why ask if Emre's home then? Can frowns. "Okay? Come in and we'll talk inside. We can go through to the back."

"If it's not a bother?"

"Doesn't really matter, come in."

Aylin nods and steps in. He leads her through, sighing quietly as he wonders what Emre's reaction to this little surprise was going to be.

"Mr Rifat has a dairy farm too now, I think the cheese is from there. Have you tried it? It's very tasty." Emre loads a piece into Polen's plate just as Can walks out with Aylin behind him.

"Hello!"

Emre turns his head towards Aylin, his smile freezing.

"Aylin?" Polen smiles at her. "Hello."

Aylin nods at her and glances at the food. "Bon Appetit!" she lifts her arms a little, still smiling.

"Thank you." Polen eyes Emre for a second, who is still staring at Aylin. Can looks at him too, expectanting him to say something. He doesn't, instead he looks away and takes a sip of his juice.

"Well, come on, sit down Aylin," Can breaks the awkward silence. "Emre, pour her something would you?"

Emre looks at Can, as Aylin goes to his other side to take a seat. His expression was yelling, 'why?!'

Can gives him a look as if to say 'don't be rude'. "Pour me some tea too, and for yourself, you wanted tea just now." Emre doesn't move, just sitting there looking like he wanted to do anything else except have good manners and Can leans forward.
"Emre," Can prompts and Emre glances at him, one brow lifting. "Serve the tea."