"Let's not talk about this situation to Cesur."
Kuzgun was long gone, and it was unclear when Cesur would wake up. We carried him to his room and left him alone to get some rest.
Tolga looked at me incredulously. "Even if I don't tell him, he'll understand."
"What?" I asked. "You know there's nothing between us. I couldn't understand his hug either, but there's no need to prolong it. Besides, Cesur needs to gather strength. Let's not keep him busy with such things."
Tom got up from his seat. "It's not as simple as you think."
"Okay," I muttered. Obviously, Tolga did not want to hide anything from Cesur. "I'll say it myself when I feel it's okay."
Tom slumped his shoulders. He seemed to agree. He also wanted Cesur to get well soon. In this state, we didn't want him to get involved in any fights.
"I'll go get something to eat. You stay with Cesur. He needs you."
