Murder on Credit

"Let me tell you about a murder I committed when I was a kid. It was autumn again one day. My mother said to me, My son Islam, may I be sacrificed in your blessed name, this bastard haunts me a lot. He bothers me a lot. I can't wear a red dress, dress or sweater because of this bastard. He's waiting for an opportunity, if he catches me he'll do something to me. Let me trick this bastard and bring him home. Let's catch him together. Get on his throat..."

Anyway, I waited eagerly for the morning to come that day. Finally, my mother dressed in red and tricked the bastard with all sorts of tricks. Oh my son, she said, this bastard is a bastard. What are we going to do if he escapes? I said he can't escape. Anyway, morning came. My mother tricked the bastard into getting him home. We caught him by a single swing. I swung the knife and his throat went halfway. It struggled and struggled under me. If it got out of my hands, it would run away so fast that no one would be able to catch it. Do I have the eyes to run away from the bastard? I separated the head from its body and put it aside. My mother came to me and breathed a deep sigh of relief. She kissed my forehead. My lion son!"
(From the Promotional Bulletin)



Number of Pages: 256

Year of Publication: 2016


Language: Turkish
Publishing House: Belge Publications

Year of First Printing: 2016

Number of Pages: 256

Language: Turkish