Early Bird (Erkenci Kus)(Part 3)

4. Constant interruptions

"Ooff, what work have I gotten myself into?" Mevkhibe puffs, moving yet another stack of books to the other side of the hall. She's decided to make the library on the one side, her seat of office on the other. There were tables and coffee kettles already so it was a win-win. She puts the books down and picks up her phone to call Can. She hasn't gotten round to calling him just yet and now was a good time.

As she waits, Farsu comes in with a box in his hands. "Mrs Mevkhibe, I have some books for the library. Where can I put them?"

"Oh, just there on the table dear, thank you."

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At that moment, Can is busy going through mails lazily, tapping each one as read as he finishes when his phone rings on the side and he leans over.

Mrs Mevkhibe calling...

"Ooh," he hums when he sees his phone vibrating next to his hand and picks up with a grin. "Mrs Mevkhibe, hello."

"Hello Can, how are you? All good?"

"I'm great thanks. How are you?" he asks, standing up.

"I'm good. I'm calling to give you the good news first hand actually. The idea you gave me about the library?"

"Yeah? Tell me, I'm listening," he says honestly, playing with the chair.

"It's a reality!" Mevkhibe gushes. "Right in the middle of the neighborhood."

"That's awesome. I'm very happy for you."

"Me too, me too. Er, it's still getting off the ground of course."

"No problem. It'll be up and trading in no time."

"Well, yes, it's only the beginning so I am sure... but I wanted to thank you anyway." Can grins. "It's my first actual big project for the community and it's already such a success. Our success story, if you will...that's why, tomorrow afternoon, we're having the opening here and I will be so happy if the father of the idea would join us."

The father of the idea? Can chuckles then shrugs. "Sure. I'll come, of course. It'll be a pleasure."

"Wonderful! Perfect! I'll be waiting."

"Alright."

"See you tomorrow, son."

"See you then. Have a good day, Mrs Mevkhibe." Can sits down as she rings off and laughs to himself, shaking his head. Father of the idea...

**

Sanem and JJ walk back into the office from the printers an hour after leaving initially and she looks around while he takes off his jacket on the move. She'd decided to first speak to Can in the end. It was the best option.

As they get to her desk, JJ yawns tiredly and she puts down her bag, unbuttoning her coat. He looks at her and blinks, taking in her worried expression glancing at Can's door.

"Listen," JJ says quietly. "You can do this, okay? I believe in you. Good luck." He holds out his fist and she sighs, bumping it with hers nervously. She hands him her coat and pushes her hair out of her eyes, taking a deep breath before she walks through the gap of the divider.

Can is busy working, as far as she can see, when she knocks on the door. He looks up at her and nods for her to come in, looking back down.

Sanem enters and kicks the magnet to the side to close the door. Getting closer to his desk, she sees that he's working on the catalogue ideas and closes her eyes, mentally getting herself ready. "Mr Can, there's something I have to tell you - "