I wait a few days doing nothing. Maybe, I hope to Uğur calls me or send me a message, but nothing like that happens. I'm not too upset about it, to be honest. After all, he doesn't know me, he doesn't remember me, and I was the one who wanted to be friends with him. That's why I don't mind. But I don't want to overwhelm him by texting him right away. So I wait a few days. I also do my shopping at another market. Even though this makes me feel a little guilty, I don't want Uğur to misunderstand me. After all, I don't want him to think I'm a psychopath who's obsessed with him, because l'm not. I'm just a little surprised.
After a few days, I'm calling him. I make sure to set the call time to twenty minutes after the closing time of the market. I hope he is not in a bad mood. Even though I don't want to call at this hour, I have no choice but to choose any day since I don't know his holidays.
The phone turns on after the third try.
-Hello?
-Good evening Uğur, I am Rüya.
-Good evening. I know, I saved your number.
-Oh, did you? Thanks. How are you? I hope I'm not disturbing you?
I have the phone in my hand, standing in front of the mirror. Reflection of Rüya looks at me mixed with excitement, panic, and embarrassment. If she wasn't holding the phone, I'm pretty sure she would've grabbed her cheeks. Although the author warns me not to talk about myself as a different person, I don't care. Stop meddling in everything, people!
-No, you don't. Fine, you?
Uğur yawns. I'm laughing thinking I can listen to this voice until morning.
-I am fine too. What days do you work at the market?
I regret even asking the question. I didn't need to mention the market. Ah Rüya, ah…
-Every day except Sunday…
-You work pretty hard.
-Not willingly. Such are the working conditions of the market.
When he laughs, I laugh too.
-Then do you want to do something on Sunday? Don't get me wrong, I'm asking in a friendly way. I'm not hitting on you. I hope you didn't get that impression of me. Now that l think about it, it sounds like you were thinking exactly that. But-
I shut up when Uğur intervenes.
-Rüya, breathe.
-Pardon. I panicked for a moment.
-It does not matter. I don't have any thoughts about you, don't worry.
YOU DON'T HAVE ANY THOUGHTS ABOUT ME? WHAT DOES THAT MEAN?
I stare at my reflection with astonishment.
-OK.
-And I'm available on Sunday. We can meet.
-Really? I'm so glad.
-Yup. Now I have to turn it off. Unless of course you say anything else?
-No, I won't say anything. Good evening.
-Good evening, Rüya.
I'm hanging up the phone. It's a pity that there is no "you turn it off, no you" kind of nonsense. But I turned it off. I can't believe we're meeting in exactly three days. I need to tell this my diary! I wish the diaries could talk too. That would be pretty good. But for sure they would get bored after a while. Anyway.