Ferit has exploded as never before in the funeral. Broken inside, he has shouted without hesitation responsibleaccording to him, of Fuat’s death: Kazim Y Saffet. He has accused them of taking advantage of the moment, of going just to laugh on the Korhan’s face. “Simply!” He told them, overflowed with the situation.
Regimal He has tried calm down hugging him, but Ferit He has separated it with contempt. I was about to give it a slap when, suddenly, an unexpected person has appeared among the crowd: the teacher Najib He has arrived at the right time, he has taken his hand and has stopped his anger.
Then, he has taken it to the terrace to speak alone with him. Feriteven trembling with pain, he has confessed what he feels: culpa, rabia and one sadness infinite by the Death of Fuat. The teacher, with the wisdom that characterizes him, has tried to comfort him: “It hurts, your heart starts, but it is the cruel order of the world, Son. We all come from God … We have returned.”
It has been a Very emotional moment. Ferit has finally felt a bit of relief Thanks to the words of Najib. His brother Fuat is gone, but at least, in his duel, He is not alone.
