Early Bird (Erkençi Kus)(Part 1)

98. Don't get too relaxed

"Here," Sanem taps the taxi driver and then looks out the window. She knew how Can felt about his privacy but she couldn't let Polen look for this place by herself. It was the first place that came to mind, and indeed, music was playing from inside.
"I hope Mr Can won't be mad that we're here." Polen looks from the window to Sanem. "If he says that he wants to be alone, he usually doesn't want to be disturbed by anyone." She was suddenly afraid of the backlash. She's seen him angry before. This is a bad idea.

"We'll just see if he's okay first and then we can...leave, okay?"

Sanem sighs.

"Okay?" Polen asks again.

"Okay."

"Besides, you look just as worried as I am...You said you were right?" Polen blinks and then opens the door.

"You're right," Sanem nods, whispering the words. "Do you need me to come with you? Can you walk?"

"I'm better, thank you, I'll be okay. The coffee you made me really helped. You stay here."

"Okay. Can we just wait here for a few minutes?" Sanem asks the driver and he nods.

"Whatever you need."

"Thank you." Sanem shifts over to the other side of the backseat and watches Polen walk across the grass, through the hedge gate. She hoped he was okay and as soon as she knew, she would leave. This was what she should have done before. Let him go.

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Polen looks over her shoulder at Sanem, and then around the place she was now at. A place she never even knew existed.

As she drew close, she could see the cabin's open doors from the side.
Not wanting to disturb Can, she inches forward quietly and then stops dead.

He was looking at photos. Caressing the edges deep in thought. She takes another step to try and see what he was looking at. That's when she sees that it's a woman. He lifts one up a bit more, allowing her to see exactly who the woman was.

Sanem? Her heart drops to her stomach. Did he...Did he leave me for Sanem?

Unable to keep looking and stay on her feet from the shock, Polen retreats and walks back to the taxi in a daze.

No wonder she knew where he was. She was the other woman.

Sanem, who was on her way inside to check on them, stops when Polen rounds the hedge and meets her, glancing over her shoulder with a frown.

When Polen doesn't say anything, Sanem looks over to the cabin and back in question. "What happened?"

"Sanem, I..." Polen trails off and swallows dryly.

"Is Mr Can alright?" Sanem asks worriedly.

"Yes, he's fine...uhm, he is inside," Polen points over her shoulder, still trying to process. "He wants to be alone."

"He wants to be alone," Sanem repeats and nods. "He's mad isn't he? We knew he wanted to be alone and we still came." Sanem looks at the cabin again. "Don't you think maybe we should just leave? The taxi's still here." Sanem reaches for Polen's arm but she stays put, not moving to follow her.

"Sanem, will it be a problem if you went back alone? I think I'll stay here with him."

"No, it won't," Sanem shakes her head after a few seconds. "It's okay. You two probably want to be alone anyway." She looks at Polen, then the cabin and then nods. "Well, good night."

Polen just gives her a curt nod with a barely there smile in return. She wanted her to leave. She was no longer willing to pretend she liked her. She was too upset.