Story Chapter 26

I looked at the teacher, his eyebrows were furrowed, he was looking at the ground thoughtfully, I sat on the cushion, he was silent for a short while looking at the ground then he started to tell, I had guessed from the beginning but I wished it wouldn't happen, he said, I didn't understand anything and at the same time I didn't say anything, I was waiting for him to finish his sentence, he said he made a deal, he said, whatever ambition, whatever evil covered his eyes, he said he sealed himself to them, I was just looking at his face meaninglessly, he said this book came from far away, he said the person who has the book will also be a partner in the evil in addition to the information it gives, you think you have gained power but this is a fake power, the author of this book is also someone born as a son of Adam but sealed to them, he said the book doesn't teach you anything good, he said, if you noticed he said I didn't open the book, even opening it can lead you to very big troubles, he said, I don't know why the man who gave this book to this boy gave it but your friend must have learned sealing from this book, he said, what you did from this book He said, what was it like, what did you use, my son? I told him what we used, what we took from the book and said one by one. 

The teacher's face, which was already thoughtful, got a more confused expression. He said, have you ever talked to the one who came from the fire? I looked at the teacher for a short while, then I spoke to him, teacher, he looked at me with his eyes fixed on me, he was still looking. After looking at me silently for a long time, he said, "Son, come closer with a soft voice, I approached the teacher with heavy and timid movements, my son, we will do to you what we did to the sealed one a moment ago because this is the only way to understand your current situation, he said, I looked at his face silently, accepting that I approved of this, he pressed one of his hands to my lower jaw and started to press the other to my forehead, he was reading something in Arabic, I was just looking at the teacher's eyes, it continued like this for a while, then he looked directly and upright into my eyes and pulled his hands away, he looked at my face and said, "I am very happy, my son, they couldn't seal you", I was just looking at the teacher's face meaninglessly, but this sentence of my teacher caused hopes to sprout inside me, because after what I had experienced recently, for the first time I was victorious, they couldn't spread their seeds to me, after standing silently for a short while, I said, "Teacher, where did Atakan go, what is his condition, will he get better?" I will tell you about this issue, he said, but this was only an answer to one of my questions. He said, "My son can't go anywhere, he can't part with this book" and then he headed towards the door. He opened the door and called me. I went to my teacher's side. He pointed to Atakan with his hand. Even though it was hard to see in the dark, Atakan was standing outside by the wall, looking at the ground with his neck bent and swaying. He looked miserable. He was suffering what he had done. On the other hand, when I thought about it, I felt sorry for him.

We went out together, there was no light because it was a small village, the lampposts that did exist were either broken or the electricity was not working, the teacher held Atakan by his stronger arm, he said come my son, we brought him inside, he asked how you were feeling, he was just silent with a pale face, he said go to my room my son, there was going to be an amulet at the bottom corner of the carpet, he said take it and come, I got it and came, he was talking to Atakan very softly, I brought the amulet to the teacher, the teacher turned to Atakan, come my son he said put it on, he was shaking his head and saying I wouldn't wear it, the teacher said I wouldn't wear it every time I asked him to put it on in a loving voice, the teacher signaled to me with his eyes as if to say hold it, I immediately held his arms, as the teacher approached he started to shout with the amulet in his hand but he was shouting so loudly that it was as if we were stabbing knives into his body, when the teacher put the amulet on his voice he stopped, he seemed to have lost his strength, we held him and made him sit on the cushion. The teacher said bring water my son, I went and brought water and made Atakan drink it, then he patted his head and said oh my son, what was the reason for you getting involved in so much evil, you are such a young child, he was reassuring him, Atakan was better now, at least he seemed less afraid, the teacher was giving him advice at this time, if anyone wants you to take it off, don't take this amulet off, he said, if someone in the form of your family comes and wants to take it off, he was saying read what I will teach you immediately and don't listen to their words, Atakan was listening to the teacher attentively, I said teacher, what would happen if we go and burn this book right now in the darkness of this night, your friend will burn too, he said, not financially but in some other way, what are we going to do, I said son, we will make a deal, we will meet with them and make a deal so that they don't come to your ancestors, I said teacher, what kind of deal is this, how does this work, my son said, I may as well stay away from you but I had a son who was your age who had such a problem years ago, he said and started telling about his son and daughter-in-law. My teacher started telling me, my son said, I remember it like yesterday 37 years ago, I had a child who was the light of my eye, we lost his mother at birth, I acted as both a mother and father and protected him, he was my lifelong companion, he was a child with a very superior moral character, he was 21 years old that year, we often went together to collect wood, he was a better woodcutter than me despite his age, one day we needed wood but I was in bed sick, I told my son to go today, thank God he would never turn me down, he immediately loaded his axe on his back and went to collect wood, however, when he was much later than the normal time he should have come, I was afraid that a disaster would happen to him, with the first light of the evening, while I was sick, we knocked on the door of a few friends from the village and went to the forest to look for him, there were gas lamps at that time, electricity, we took them in our hands and looked for my child, and indeed we found them.

We all dispersed in different directions in the forest so that we could find my son more easily, the teacher was saying, in the little light given by the gas lamp, I noticed a human silhouette standing in front of a tree and looking at it motionlessly, as I got closer it became clearer, yes, this was my son, I hurriedly approached him, I said my son, he did not make a sound, he was still at the base of the tree and looking at the tree, his back was turned to me, I said my son a second time, he did not make a sound, he was like a statue, as if he was made of stone, there was not the slightest movement, he did not react at all, when I touched his shoulder he suddenly turned his face to me, when I opened my eyes after that, my friends who I went to look for my son were with me, as far as I understood, we were still in the forest, I was lying at the base of the tree where I saw my son on the fallen leaves of the trees, my friends were looking at me in the slight brightness given by the dim light, it took me a few minutes to come to, they were asking if I was okay, when I pulled myself together I said I was okay, where is my son, they said we could not find your son, how could he be here I said, no, we came here because of your screaming, they said, and when we came you were lying unconscious, then I gathered my thoughts and remembered the terrifying sight I saw when my son turned his face towards me, I remember that face every day of my life, every hour and every minute in my mind, what did I see on that face, my son. I asked what was that image, my teacher, he said, it was my son, but there was something strange about his eyes and hair, I asked what you mean, he said he was looking at me with hatred, his hair was longer than normal, he said it couldn't grow in a day, he said he was looking as if he wanted to kill his own father, he looked at my face and spoke in a low voice, he said only one word came out of his mouth in Arabic, I asked what was that, my teacher, he was saying 'hum' my son, he said only 'hum', he seemed to be in pain, as if someone was causing my son pain, I couldn't stand that image of my only child anymore, tears flowed from my eyes, he said, I was devastated when I saw my son in that state, physically he was my son but spiritually he was gone as if it was someone else talking to me, I fainted when I saw that image and when I woke up later my friends were with me, my son he said, I had never devoted myself to science this much until that day but when I saw my son in that state my only existence became them, he said, well what is it, is it related to this subject, I asked, is it related to this subject He said, "My son," he said, "that night, it was my daughter-in-law's generation that put my son in that state." I asked if he had seen your son again. He said, "I saw him, my son." He said, "They came with my daughter-in-law." He continued to tell me, "Have you ever heard of their wedding, my son." I said, "No, teacher." He said, "Let me tell you."

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