"Thank you."
"Have a nice day," Mevkhibe smiles and waves at Nigan leaving the store from her seat outside.
Rahmi walks across the street then with the two cups of tea she ordered when Nigan went inside. "Your tea, Mrs Mevkhibe."
"Thank you dear."
"Ah, Rahmi," Nihat greets him, coming out and he hands him the second cup.
"Your tea Mr Nihat."
"Thank you." Nihat sits down next to Mevkhibe as Rahmi leaves again and she eyes him for a moment.
"Nihat?"
"Hm?" He looks at her as he takes a sip.
"Do you think I should start selling cooked food?"
"No, Mevkhibe." He shakes his head. "You made kilos of dolma and sold it for 20 liras. No disrespect but it's not for you dear."
She stares at him. "I'm trying to make money, but let's see what you come up with for more clients then, since you're so smart..." Nihat starts chuckling and puts his arm around his complaining wife. "Why don't you teach me more about these kinds of things? You're right, I couldn't even sell dolma - "
"Alright, Mevkhibe, that's in the past now, let it go. Besides, we won't pay the debt with a few kilos of food alone anyway. We need something that will earn us more, faster."
Mevkhibe shrugs with a pout. "Think then Nihat, because I have no more ideas," she huffs and he nods, sipping his tea again. "I need to go to the meeting at the hall now," she sighs and then looks at her tea with a frown. "I didn't even touch my tea."
"Don't worry, I'll drink it." Nihat assures her as she gets up and starts walking. "Have a good day my beautiful wife."
She stops and gives him a shy smile over her shoulder. "Thank you my handsome husband," she blows him a kiss and he laughs cheekily, blowing one back. "See you later. People are waiting for me."
"Yes, I know. Don't overdo it okay? Remember what we talked about." She nods and waves, giggling lightly.
Nihat sighs happily and smiles at her walking away with a bit of a sway to her hips. "Look at that, mm mm, and she's all mine," he says loud enough for her to hear."Nihat!" She blushes but keeps walking the same way.
"Keep walking gorgeous!" He chuckles.
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"We'd like to see what more you and your team can come up with as soon as possible, Mr Can." Can nods as he walks the reps of Compass Sport out of the boardroom. "What you have is okay, but as you know, there are other agencies interested as well.
We want to start off the new season with something unique, so we are weighing everthing very carefully."Sanem is right behind the group, or rather right behind Gamze, her head tilted and her eyes on her legs. Good Lord, do they never end? They just go up and up and up...
"Don't worry, everyone is focusing on this project alone right now. We're just as excited about this new direction as you are, right?" Can stops and looks at the team coming out behind them for confirmation and they all nod.
"Perfect. That's what we like to hear. See you again soon."
"Thank you. See you. Have a nice day," he says in thanks and stands back to let the reps pass, his back against the coffee counter. Gamze is last in line and he shoots out his arm to stop her. "Whoa, stay a bit. I can't let you go yet."
"Of course, I want - "
Sanem had walked right into his outstretched arm and she pushes her hair out of her eyes, looking up at him, speaking at the same time as Gamze with a grin. "If you put it - " Can puts a finger to his lips, pinching Sanem's cheek for her to stay quiet and turns to Gamze, whom he had actually been talking to.
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Early Bird (Erkenci Kus)(Part 2)
FanficContinuation of Part 1 * (A Turkish Series Translation) Sanem is finally ready to take on the challenge of getting into a relationship with Can - and things start of well but outside forces and the truth threaten their happiness before it can even...