Early Bird (Erkenci Kus)(Part 3)

73. I'll see what I can do

Fifteen minutes after Sanem and Leyla's arrival, Can and Emre come in through the lobby doors and make their way through as well, greeting people in passing.

"Good morning."

Sanem hears Can's voice and rolls her chair to the side so she can look at him as he claps Davit on the back.

Jumping up to say hello when he passes, as he had yet to notice her, she pauses when Huma comes out of Emre's office with a smile and making Can stop dead in front of his door when she speaks.

"Oh, good morning," Huma says sarcastically, tsking her tongue in disappointment and a shake of her head. "Look at the time and the bosses have only just arrived."

Can gives her an irritated look and clenches his jaw. "Why are you still in Istanbul? You're not planning on staying are you?" Because if so, I'll book a red eye right now to anywhere else.

"I am your mother, son, and as such, I am going to have to ask that you speak to me in a more respectful manner."

Oh respect? Can scoffs. "Respect is earned with me, and I wish you all the luck in the world trying to earn it," he says, his eyes narrowed and his voice rising.

"Uhm, I don't think now's the time, guys," Emre whispers and nods to the already peeking faces.

Can glances at them too, Sanem being one of them and then exhales before turning to go into his office.

"Can," Huma stops him with a light touch to his arm and he freezes, "why are you acting this way? I don't understand?"

"You really want to do this right now? In front of everyone?" Can asks and points behind her.

The employees quickly turn away when she checks what he meant.

"I can guarantee you you'll be the one embarrassed by what I have yo say, not me." She looks away from the eyes and from him sadly, and he hums. "Hm. Thought so." He turns away from her again and goes into his office, shaking his head in irritation.

Emre looks at Can's back for a second, then sighs and puts his arm around his mother, rubbing her arm gently before walking her back into his office.

**

Nihat is snoring quite loudly when Mevkhibe enters the store that morning. She eyes him and then looks around her at all the shirts and pants still on display.

And he left the door open for all to see...

She sighs and slams the door shut.

"Hmpf," Nihat snorts and shifts, staying in his position otherwise, his eyes still closed.

Mevkhibe rolls her eyes and walks over to the nut display stand. He snores again and she glares at him as she gets a plastic bag and starts rolling it in her hands, making noise.

Nothing happens and she puffs, getting the scooper and starting to scoop salt into the bag. She shuts the salt container as hard as she can but still he snores.

They could rob us blind! Good Lord!

"What kind of dream can be so interesting that it keeps him this under?" she wonders aloud and walks in behind the counter.

Stopping against the shelf, she stares at him while tying the bag shut with narrowed eyes.

"Oh Nihat," she huffs as she looks at him asleep, her gaze softening when he licks his lips and snores again. "Your first name should have been 'stubborn'. Stubborn Nihat Aydin." She clucks and purses her lips, shaking off the softness and turning to get a bottle of sunflower oil. She slams it down on the counter next to his head.