Story Chapter 9

My father asked the nurse where Atakan ***'s room is, the nurse gave us directions and we went in, they put a serum on him, he was lying in bed, Ataka's hair was disheveled and his beard had grown, he looked like Robinson Crusoe, he started crying when he saw me, he said in my ear let's talk alone, I said dad can you wait a little in front of the door, my father went out, we were alone now, I said son I regret the day I met you so much, I said what have you gotten me into, I said I don't have much time.

They will come for me, he said go home, take the necklace under my bed, tear out my picture and burn it, put your picture in it, there will be a book with a *** symbol on it, he said take it and open the penultimate page, write those shapes on a piece of paper and then burn them all at the time you had those nightmares at night, he said while burning ** read the words on the page, read them 10 times for each piece of paper you burn, the man had literally dragged me into a disease, well if I do what he said, will this really happen I asked if the nightmares would end, I said what is the meaning of what you said, if you want them to go away he said do it, I apologize for taking the blame for what I made you go through, he was in a pitiful state, in short, I went to his doctor, he said we suspect he is schizophrenic, but he said, I will never forget what you said, he said if you want to take him to a teacher, I will respect that too, I thought there must be something there if even a man who has studied medicine for many years says this, I said dad, let's go and get the stuff, we went home, the landlord had given the key to my father in the tea garden, we were going to leave it there when we went back into the house, we went into my room first and collected my stuff, then I went into Ataka's room. I said dad I have some things in Ataka's room too I'll take them then we'll go, ok son he said, I went into his room alone, there was a rectangular mirror in his room, he had turned it upside down, I couldn't make sense of it, I turned the mirror towards me, he had written something in Arabic on it, I turned the mirror upside down as I had taken it again, I bent under the bed, I saw a book at the very back, I picked up the book, it was quite old, the pages were slightly glued with something like glue, they were tied to each other with string, it had a yellowish color, the shape and name he said were written on it, but it was a big size compared to normal sized books, its width was not abnormal, I found the necklace in the book, I opened it, Ataka's picture was still there, I took it out after the necklace, I took a lighter from my pocket and burned the picture there, then I put the necklace in my pocket, I took the book in my hand and as I was leaving, I saw the mirror was turned towards me, I was used to it now, I didn't look at that side at all, I guess I forgot to turn it upside down again, I said to myself and immediately left the room, dad I'm ready I said, let's go, there were 2 suitcases anyway my father took both of them in his hand I said dad give me one, he didn't give it to me son let's go as soon as possible, we got off and loaded the suitcases into the car, 5 minutes later the landlord came, we handed him the keys and set off towards our hometown, my father's situation is known, we didn't have a Ferrari, we had a Lada Samara at that time, we threw the suitcases in the back seat, I sat in the front with the book in my hand and the necklace in my pocket, my father was driving the car, my son said what book is that, I tried to evade the conversation, open the windows dad etc., I had no answer to give, it was obvious that it was not a book related to school, an old worn out yellow book, in the meantime I threw the book in the back seat next to the suitcases, I brought up other topics so that my father would forget the question he had asked, he had forgotten, he said son we didn't find it appropriate to tell you but he said, you were very jealous of someone and various demons had *** cast upon you, he said a heavy ***, do you remember the man we went to, he meant the old teacher, I said yes dad, he will see you one more time son he said, okay dad I said get rid of them I said I am willing to meet if it will save you, he said the knife he gave you strengthened you spiritually, when we first went to the teacher he asked me do you remember swearing at the teacher, I was in shock at that time, what swearing dad I said I just sat down with my head down, my son he said while the teacher was reading to you in Arabic you were swearing at the teacher in Arabic don't you remember he said, but now you are better you don't talk in your sleep or anything son he said, I was the same again only having that book with me and being able to solve these things gave me a little hope, the more my father said this the more relaxed I felt as if it was all a bad nightmare, the more we chatted on the road the shorter the road seemed to be, finally we arrived home...

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