The Mirror (Ayna)

THE MIRROR

From Osman Sahin's "White Ox" story.

Hey!

Hey!

What happened to you, Zelihan? What the fuss is about face?

Nothing.

What kind of business is this, Zelihan?

Your breath still in your mouth.

Your face is like running away from something scared.

- Little Agha... - What happened to Little Agha?

He's looking at me.

What do you mean he's looking at you? How so?

He's looking at me in a ordinary. Like you and me.

What kind of speech is that?

What do you mean, like you and me? I'm your husband.

And Little Agha...

How can I know? How? Am I a partner in Little Agha's tricky game?

He looked at me. Wherever I go, his shadow is on me.

And why would Little Agha look at you out of the blue in all those peasant women?

- How can I know what he thinks? - What then?

Then... He put money in front of me.

- What's that money? - Paper money.

- Paper? - Yes.

So what did you do with the money? Or have you taken?

Why should I, my dear? What do you think I am?

Why should I get? Why should I touch what's not mine?

Are you sure? Do you think your eyes saw something wrong?

Don't we'd regret it at the end of this?

You think I saw it wrong?

Would I have told you that if I wasn't sure?

Wow.

So Little Agha, huh?

The one, we do all his works the time in the morning and night?

How is this wrong desire?

What kind of evil-minded man...

...who covets the honour of his own peasant?

Don't worry, Zelihan.

Don't hurt yourself. What is your fault in this?

So Little Agha is always after you and thinking about you.

If the Little Agha gets in the way again and puts money in front of you...

...take the money without thinking about it. Take it.

Why? It's someone else's money and I don't care what it is.

I don't take it, I don't even touch them.

You'll get it. Look, I'll say it again, take that money.

Take the money by accepting a treat.

Let's see what Little Agha thinks. Let's know it.

Finally, Zeliha gave me her heart.

Something has passed from me to her.

What was just mine became her after that.

Soon she will turn her shadow over to me.

Winter's on its way.

I wish it was spring!

Little Agha is single.

Little Agha wouldn't be bad enough to put an eye on my wife.

No matter whoever you tell, they won't believe it.

Little Agha is single, so he doesn't know forbidden relation.

Even so, I must be sure at least.

Agha...

If you allow to me, I ask you for a day off.

I'll go into town and come back.

If I leave tonight, I'll be back before tomorrow evening.

How do you decide to go to town at night?

Daytime are coming.

I wanted to take the time I'm on my way from my night.

You know...

Thanks to you, we can eat.

I wanted to get a hat, a cape and some things for my house.

That's good to you go.

If you're going to town, go to Seyidali Efendi's shop.

He wanted to make shoes for me.

Pick them up and bring them to me. May God speed you.

Thank you, Agha.

Don't be afraid if Little Agha comes here.

Don't let him know I'm here.

If he asks, tell him I'm in town.

Let's find out what he wants.

Why are you acting like a new bride?

- What do I do, my dear? - What do you mean?

What are you all dressed up for?

You look like you're waiting for a groom behind the door?

Get up or walk around, do something.

Put charcoal on your face, so he doesn't like you.

Let him know he's not welcome here.

Who is it?

Open it, it's Little Agha.

It's yours... Delight your taste buds with it.

So, aren't you gonna tell me to come?

Don't have a place to sit? I came to you as a guest.

It doesn't matter.

I'll sit in your house even if there's nothing.

As long as I can see you or be close to you.

There's no choice if you make your face black or put on a pitch.

I'd like you... I fell in love with you, Zelihan.

- Come on, a bit stay close to me. - Wait, what's the hurry?

It's a long night anyway. Wait!

Light the lamp, Zelihan.

Why are you afraid, Zele. Because of I killed him for your honor?

Just because we're peasants which doesn't mean our honour are apples.

Don't be afraid, Zele.

Don't be afraid. Don't.

Zele, quick. Give me the pick and shovel.

Holy crap. Look at the things of this grumpy devil.

I gotta get to town.

I have to leave now so we don't get suspicious.

I'll be back tomorrow.

Don't fear of dead body.

Pull the duvet over you and try to sleep.

Night ends quickly. Don't afraid, Zele.

Hello.

Zele.

Zele.

My dear.

Why are you sitting like this in the dark?

I am afraid.

I'm afraid of sunlight.

I'm afraid of the white ox.

Don't be afraid.

- Can an ox hurt a man? - It's digging the ground.

He's digging with its feet. He's sniffing the ground with its nose.

Don't be afraid.

We need to be patient. Patience.

As soon as spring comes...

Believe me, we'll never stop and get out of here.

Patience, Zele.

So...

Where would a man go alone?

How can he just disappear in the middle of nowhere?

If he was invited to a wedding or an engagement, I'd know about it.

And here are my brother's horse and holiday clothes.

Then where does he go?

So where is the dreamer one?

I don't know which ways have taken him away.

Which raven ways take him out?

Hey Cemo...

And you too, Bekir, go to Cimikan.

Go over there and ask everyone who lives there.

Little Agha... Has he been there? If he did, when did he come?

Come on, don't wait.

Let your feet walk. Let your language ask questions. Quick.

I feel strange.

My head swayed in space.

Treatments were useless.

I rubbed my soul to your soul.

My soul is his.

My soul won't come back.

I'm silent on the outside, I'm screaming on the inside.

The pain penetrates into me.

Pain...

His dreams build up in me morning and night.

I always feel weird inside.

Now it's time to go.

But we can't do that anymore.

Right in this mess.

At a time when everyone was looking for Little Agha.

Go anywhere. It's impossible. We'll be suspicious.

May spring come.

I'll also take Zelihan...

...I won't stop for one more day, I'll walk away immediately.

From this evil and nasty village.

The best is patience.

Patience is best.

We have to be patient. Patience is the beginning of everything.

Let it be spring, believe that far roads will be ours.

We'll go. Patience, Zele.

All I ask from you is patience.