Pebbles

Pebbles

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Novel - Novel - Story
Author
Sami Özbil
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100 Piece
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CEYLAN000040
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Ceylan Publishing
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His hand went to the television remote by itself. When he remembered the landlady's words, he became angry again. He was randomly pressing the keys. After music channels and cooking programs, he suddenly stopped on a news channel. He turned up the volume on the television. The announcer was explaining that an operation was being carried out in prisons. For a moment he thought he was having a nightmare. One of the places shown was the prison where his son was. Some people in formal clothes were demolishing the walls with work machines. His hands and feet were cold. That's the problem I had inside me, then he understood the reason for the trouble that had been tormenting him for days, but what was the use... My child, my Murat, I couldn't come to you, my son... Even though his whole body seemed to dissolve, he immediately recovered with the energy of his anger and was filled with a strength he did not expect. As soon as possible. He had to go to his son. He ran to the door and hung on the door handle while he was putting on his coat. For a moment, it felt like boiling water was pouring out of his head and he hung on the door handle over and over while swearing at Ms. Merve. It was no use. The young woman ran to the noise, looked at the images flowing on a screen, then at Ms. Hatice, and asked in fearful astonishment what was going on. She could only say, "My son, my son Murat." Hearing the scream inside, the gardener put his hand up against the window and called out to those inside. Hatice Hanım was saying, "Leave me alone, I'm dead" to the young woman who was trying to grab her and lift her up from the ground.
Publisher : Ceylan Publishing
Number of pages : 152
Publication Year : 2014
ISBN : 9786059038164
The heart : Turkish
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Alış veriş yapmak gayet kolay oldu.
Üye olmadan sipariş verebildim.
Ayrıca, kargo süreci hakkında da sistem üzerinden güncel olarak bilgilendirildim.
Memnuniyet duydum.
YUKARIDUDULLU MAH.NATO YOLU CAD.NO:182-B BEDRİ CENGİZ ÇANAKLI | 28/10/2024
Sitenizi beğendiğimi söyleyebilirim.
Nursel DOĞAN | 25/10/2024
Çok güzel ve eğlenceli bir kitap sitesi olmasının yanı sıra kültürel ve sanatsal açıdan geniş bir yelpazeye de sahip.
Savaş Kocaman | 16/09/2024
Çok değerli eserler bu sitede var kesinlikle bakılmaya değer
Yusuf Özkan | 26/08/2024
Baş ê serkeftin
H... D... | 26/08/2024
Siparişim çok hızlı ve iyi şekilde paketlenmişti teşekkürler
Ömer Tekin | 23/08/2024
Kaç yıldır kitapları bu siteden temin ediyorum harika bir yer
Ayrıca pirtukakurdi olması saygıya deger bir kitap alışveriş
Sitesi.
MEHMET Yıldız | 09/07/2024
Bulunmayan kitapların bulunduğu, kaliteli hizmetin adresi, ender bir kitapevi...İsminin kürtce olması da ayrıca sebeb-i tercîhim...
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Pebbles <font color="black" face="verdana">His hand went to the television remote by itself. When he remembered the landlady's words, he became angry again. He was randomly pressing the keys. After music channels and cooking programs, he suddenly stopped on a news channel. He turned up the volume on the television. The announcer was explaining that an operation was being carried out in prisons. For a moment he thought he was having a nightmare. One of the places shown was the prison where his son was. Some people in formal clothes were demolishing the walls with work machines. His hands and feet were cold. That's the problem I had inside me, then he understood the reason for the trouble that had been tormenting him for days, but what was the use... My child, my Murat, I couldn't come to you, my son... Even though his whole body seemed to dissolve, he immediately recovered with the energy of his anger and was filled with a strength he did not expect. As soon as possible. He had to go to his son. He ran to the door and hung on the door handle while he was putting on his coat. For a moment, it felt like boiling water was pouring out of his head and he hung on the door handle over and over while swearing at Ms. Merve. It was no use. The young woman ran to the noise, looked at the images flowing on a screen, then at Ms. Hatice, and asked in fearful astonishment what was going on. She could only say, "My son, my son Murat." Hearing the scream inside, the gardener put his hand up against the window and called out to those inside. Hatice Hanım was saying, "Leave me alone, I'm dead" to the young woman who was trying to grab her and lift her up from the ground.</font> CEYLAN000040
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