Masumiyet Page #3

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took a bus, a minibus.

We ended up at the prison.

I felt tortured inside.

I figured, of course.

She was going to visit Zagor.

I felt all weird. I was

jealous of the bastard, too.

There was nothing I could do.

I married the other girl.

Meanwhile, Zagor got out of jail.

Then I heard they'd run

away together.

They disappeared for six months,

a year...

But I always dreamed about the b*tch.

I couldn't forget that day she

came to the store.

I even got to the point

where I couldn't touch my wife.

Then I heard Zagor

had killed two men.

One was a policeman.

He slit their throats,

both of them.

He was tortured

at the police station

They were getting revenge.

Did the same to the b*tch, too.

First they thought Zagor was dead.

Then it turned out he was in coma.

All this happened in Ankara.

One day the b*tch turned up

in the neighbourhood.

Zagor was inside.

At best, he'd do a life sentence.

One morning I arrived at the store

and the b*tch was sitting there.

I didn't recognise her at first.

When I did, I buzzed.

It was like getting stabbed

by a screwdriver.

She was a wreck. She'd lost weight.

And her face was white as a sheet.

But she was still gorgeous.

Like the women in Arabesque songs.

She stood up, her head held high,

and said she needed a lot of money.

She wanted to get Zagor a lawyer.

She said she'd pay me back later.

Without thinking, I asked her how.

She said she'd go on the game.

Or be my mistress if I wanted.

Something cracked inside me.

I started crying. And God, did I cry.

You see, I believed the b*tch that day.

It's been 20 years since then.

Anyway, Zagor was sentenced to life.

But even in prison

the bastard didn't sit still.

Either he stabbed people

or tried to escape the whole time.

So he ended up trailing

from one prison to another.

The b*tch went after him.

In the end I couldn't take it any more

and I followed her as well.

First I lost the store, then the cabs.

Then my wife walked out.

My father shut the doors on me.

I hit the road in search of love.

I know nothing about business.

I have no skills.

She doesn't care.

She started on the game, but small.

Then she got used to it.

She'd close her eyes

and get f***ed by everyone.

I kept begging her to go back.

I said we could get married.

I'd convince my father and

we'd take care of Zagor. But no.

She followed the bastard around

like a dog.

I couldn't figure out

what he did for her.

I went back to Istanbul so many

times. I swore oaths.

Saw doctors, hodjas...

But nothing worked.

Every single time I found

myself going after her again.

Once I went back to discover

she was married and pregnant.

We conned the guy into thinking

I was her brother.

For some reason I felt better.

That I was breaking free.

She seemed to be straightening out.

She was only interested in the baby.

This happened in Sinop.

I went back to Istanbul.

Just before the birth, Zagor

got mixed up in a prison riot.

They sent him straight off

to Diyarbakir prison.

Soon the b*tch freaked out again

and went to Diyarbakir in that state.

She disappeared for three days.

The guy lost it. When she got back

he beat the sh*t out of her.

That's why the girl's

deaf and dumb.

Then she had the baby.

It wasn't obvious at first.

When she found out, she got stoned

and stabbed the guy one night.

She took the baby

and ran back to Zagor again.

Luckily the guy turned out to be

sound. He didn't go to the police.

I was driving cabs in Istanbul then.

I carried on doing that for a while.

But I still dreamed about her

every night.

Around then I heard that

Zagor was in Diyarbakir prison.

One night, I got a big bottle of raki.

I drank the whole lot.

I was sh*t-faced of course.

I opened my eyes...

...and saw mountains.

There was this kid by me saying,

"Wake up! We're in Diyarbakir."

I really was in Diyarbakir.

I asked around.

There's the castle area there.

I found her in a shack.

She wasn't at all surprised to

see me. We didn't speak.

That night, I thought to myself,

there's no other way.

You'll endure.

It's pointless resisting.

This is your fate.

Give in to it

and walk quietly now.

That was then and this is now.

And you see, I'm quietly walking.

You want some tea, Yusuf?

Please. Let me put the kid to bed.

I'll be right back.

- Were you asleep? Sorry.

- No, it's OK. Come in.

Mrs. Ugur wanted to see you

in her room before you go out.

Sure.

Ah, Yusuf! Come in.

Sorry, I rushed things thinking

you'd leave early. Sit down.

- Are you busy today?

- No.

I have to go to Aydin.

Bekir was drunk last night.

I can't get him awake.

And I have to leave right away.

I'd go alone, but I'm a bit scared.

Then I thought of you.

If you're not busy, it would be a

big favour. We'll be back by evening.

Of course, no problem. But...

Forget Bekir. I don't want him

to know. I'm going anyway.

If he asks, say you were

somewhere or other.

- All right. Since it's important.

- Lf we're going, we should hurry.

Come on then, let's go.

Bekir is off his head again. He's

been drinking since morning.

Where is he?

He left around an hour ago. He

asked about you, then went wild.

He was yelling the whole day.

He wouldn't listen.

- Where's ilem? In her room?

- She's asleep.

He tried beating her once.

I only just rescued her.

He's really lost it, the pimp! Yusuf,

if he asks, say you haven't seen me.

- Lf he winds you up, don't rise.

- OK.

He'll get into trouble. He's

really becoming unhinged.

From what I saw,

he drank a large bottle of raki.

He also rolled two joints.

Like this...

F*** you, bastard! F*** off!

- What's the matter?

- F*** off, bastards! Get off me!

Bastard! Get off me!

Get off me!

Get off me!

A**hole, f*** off!

Where's the whore!

Go out, b*tch!

Bekir, stop!

You've wrecked my life!

You've done me in, b*tch!

- Get out, you b*tch!

- It's enough Bekir!

It's OK, Memet.

I'll take care of him.

Leave me alone, b*tch!

You've wrecked my life!

Done me in!

Done me in!

Come here! You won't give me

what you give everyone else?

- Leave me alone! Get off me!

- Always giving it to them?

- What does that make me?

- Leave me alone!

Leave me alone!

Enough! I'll give it

to whoever I want! Get it?

You bastard, f*** you!

Don't get stuck on me!

- Whore!

- Yes, I am a whore!

- You're a whore!

- I am a whore! So what?

- Stop it! - You're a whore,

too! All of you!

- Whore! Whore!

- No, wait! Don't!

- I'll kill you, you dog! Wipe you out!

- No, wait! Don't!

You're going to give it to me, too!

B*tch! Whore!

- I'll kill you! I mean it!

- Don't! Please don't!

I'll kill you!

- Get out of my way!

- Please don't!

- You're going to give it

to me, too! - No, I'm not!

- Whore! B*tch!

- No, I won't!

Come on, let's get out.

Let him sleep.

Shall I wait?

Don't worry. He's used it.

I was just unwinding a bit.

He's jealous. The older he gets

the more of a child he becomes.

This jealousy thing is

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