"Mr Can why did you do that?"
"That perfume, the way you smell, it belongs to me. And me only. Do you hear me, Sanem?"Sanem closes her eyes as she shuts her bedroom door, smiling a little despite the complete and utter mess she was in the middle of.
Can actually bought my smell...it's his now... I need to thank him!
She pushes off the door and walks to the table she used in the corner for making her creams and perfume oils. She takes a deep breath as she sits down and still smiling, starts on making him his very own scent, smelling each ingredient to make sure that it was just right.
As she pounded down the mixture in the mortar, she was dizzyingly happy.
'A few hours ago, you thought Can thought you were the spy.'
Sanem looks up at the ceiling and stops smiling.
'Has that changed?'
Sanem shakes her head, grinning. "Uh uh, he doesn't think I'm the spy. I was wrong. I'm sure of it."
'And how can you be so sure about that?'
"Where have you been? Didn't you see him defend me in front of Mr Fabri? And how he said that my smell belongs to him alone? Hm?" Sanem squeals to herself and sighs happily. "Oooff," she breathes and puts her hands over her face.
'I don't think what he did has anything to do with you. It's just stubbornness and the need to be the best man.'
Sanem peeks through her fingers and then glares at the ceiling. "What does that have to do with this? You're so nasty! Go away! Go away!" she waves her hands and closes her eyes, "Shoo! Get out of my head!"
She waits a moment and then gets back to work. "He likes the way I smell," she gushes, pounding the mixture again with a goofy grin.
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The following morning, Sanem is in such a good mood, she still had the grin from the night before on her face as she applies her makeup. She finishes her blush, making a pouting duckface before she stands and grabs her backpack.
She puts the black cylinder shaped gift box into it, making sure it's steady, and then pulls the string to close it.
He's going to be so surprised!
She smiles and puts on her jacket. She'd picked a pink and white outfit - pink skirt, white top and shoes, with the skirt's matching pick jacket. Grabbing her multicolored coat, she checks herself in the mirror one more time before leaving the room.
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Can arrives at the office that morning to find cameras being installed in every corner of the place.
Deren is standing under the ladder of one maintenance man, watching him work.
"Good morning," Can greets, stopping for a second next to her.
"Good morning."
"Morning guys," he says to the men on the ladders as well.
"Can," Deren says and turns to him before he can continue walking, "I'm having the cameras installed, like we said."
"Yes I can see that. Thank you, Deren. Make sure it's working soon as possible, okay? I don't want to go through the same thing a third time."
"Definitely," Deren puffs and nods. "They wantes to come next week, but I made them move it to today."

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Early Bird (Erkenci Kus)(Part 3)
FanfictionContinuation of Part 2 * (A Turkish Series Translation) Can and Sanem's story continues in this exciting third part. Can has saved Sanem's perfume from Fabri's greedy hands - or so they think - and from this gallant action, things are put in motion...