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- It came from that direction.

I didn't notice anything, but they

never give a death notice in the evening.

You can see everywhere.

- Look down there... Behind that big tree.

- That's our house.

Yes.

And there the school next to

the mosque. Our high school.

You can see whoever you want.

Let's sit down for a bit.

- How are your lessons?

- Fine.

The last exam went well.

I hope I'll do even better.

Good. So, if you pass the university

entrance examination, will you leave?

- Sure I'll go.

- Where to, for instance?

- Istanbul, Izmir wherever I get accepted.

- So, far away.

Far away.

What do you think about me?

What do I think?

Well... You're a

good person. I trust you.

- That's it.

- I am only a good person to you?

What do you expect?

- Ayla, I'm serious.

- Me too.

Let's go.

He came in the early

afternoon. He's still sleeping.

I think he'll probably

sleep till morning.

So, you tell me, how is

school? What are you doing?

Everything is going great.

Just like I wanted.

You know Asli? We are

roommates in the dormitory.

You're very lucky.

She is very lucky too.

I hope you pass the

university exam and come too.

I'm studying. I'm trying hard.

Sure. Keep up with your

lessons. Study hard.

You know, Aunt Zehra

wanted you to go to university.

Anybody here?

Mother Zehra was very kind...

But now our poor Ayla is left alone...

Yusuf! Yusuf!

Cevdet! How are you?

- How are you?

- How are you Yusuf?

Thanks.

- I'm very sorry about your mother.

- Thanks.

- You look just the same, Yusuf.

- You too...

- Come, let's have a beer.

- But I'm just on my way to Istanbul now...

Nobody is like a mother, Yusuf.

You'll understand this better later on...

- How is the store going?

- It's the same. Nothing more; nothing less.

You know how Tire is...

- Who else do you see?

- You should ask who's left.

- Who?

- Only Yavuz and me...

- Yavuz. And what about Murat?

- He moved to Izmir.

He married your Gl.

But Gl is back here.

They got divorced...

Really?

- Dad.

- Let me introduce you to my friend Yusuf.

- Hi.

- My oldest boy, Cem.

Go tell her I have a visitor

from Istanbul. Go on.

- He is a big boy.

- Thank you.

They just don't leave you be...

Your mother used to

give us new about you...

We couldn't call and

thank you. Sorry about that.

- For what?

- For sending us your book.

We were very proud of you...

I actually don't understand

much about poetry.

But my wife liked it very much.

- She understands.

- Thanks.

She keeps up with all the writers.

Faruk, bring us two beers.

Thanks. I shouldn't

drink. I'll be driving soon.

Come on, Yusuf, just a

beer after all these years.

- I don't want to get stopped.

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