Early Bird (Erkenci Kus)(Part 3)

35. A thief in the night ruins everything

"The number you have dialed is unavailable."

Leyla shakes her head, chewing on her finger nail anxiously. "He's not answering either."

Ayhan looks from her to Osman. "What do we do?"

"What are you looking at me for?" Osman shrugs. "I don't know where they went."

Leyla chews her nail a moment longer and then she opens her phone again. Sorry Sanem, but this is an emergency. She scrolls to Emre's number and waits as it rings.

"Leyla?"

"Mr Emre, hello," Leyla says and walks to the side, Osman and Ayhan watching from the back. "I mean, uhm, Emre," she chuckles a little. "I'm sorry to bother you this late but I'm trying to get hold of Mr Can."

"Why are you looking for my brother? Is everything okay? Did something happen?"

"I'm actually trying to contact Sanem. They wanted to spend some time together."

"Oh," Emre says in surprise after a minute, "really? I didn't know about it." Leyla chews her nail again. "You sound strange. Your voice is trembling. What is going on?"

"It's not serious," she lowers her hand. "I just need to speak to Sanem. Her phone is off and so is Mr Can's. Sanem said they were going to his cabin and won't stay long but she's not back yet."

"His cabin? Alone?"

"Hm hm." Emre stays silent. "Mom thinks Sanem is at the movies with Ayhan. Someone broke into the house earlier now she's looking for Sanem, she wants her to come home. If she finds out that my sister's been with Mr Can all night, and that they're dating, she'll strangle us. She'll make sure we never see the light of day."

"Okay, okay, hold on, breathe. Calm down. I'll see if I can get through to Can, alright? Don't worry."

"Thank you very much Emre." Leyla smiles and plays with her sweater.

"Wait, Leyla?" he stops her before she can hang up.

"Emre?"

"Do you need anything? Are you alright? You said someone broke into your house. I can come to you if you want."

She smiles wider. "No," she says and clears her throat lightly. He would really come here for me? Aw... "No, the thief's gone. He ran when mom started screaming. It's all good, really, but thank you."

"Okay, good. I'll let you know if I get through."

"Okay."

"See you later."

"See you."

"Goodnight Leyla."

"Goodnight Emre."

She ends the call and takes a deep breath before she turns back to Osman and Ayhan, lifting her hands and dropping them again.

"What did he say?"

"We have to wait for him to call back," she shrugs.

"Shall I make tea then?" Osman asks after a few minutes of them just standing around. The girls both nod and he leaves to go into the house, looking over his shoulder at Leyla with a small frown.

**

"Are you warm enough?" Can smiles into Sanem's neck, his nose cradling there. His arms and legs enveloped her, holding her back to his chest. She nods, looking over her shoulder at him. "Yes?"

"Yes," she sighs lazily and leans her head back on his shoulder.

"How are you doing after the wine?" he asks, looking at her droopy eyes.