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İFiliz, who could not sit still because of the excitement of satisfying her hunger for news, had been standing and listening to the Manager for a long time.
When he heard the name Hogır, he staggered as if an arrow had pierced his chest from a place he did not know. Her eyelashes couldn't stay in place. His pupils opened wide and he suddenly collapsed on the couch. He was sitting right on the edge of the seat. It was making such light contact that it was almost like it was not sitting down, it was holding on.
He was looking at the manager with pleading eyes.
"Can you repeat his name?" he said.
This serious desire also surprised the manager.
"From where?" he said.
"I'm looking for a light, Mr. Manager. A light that will illuminate the darkness in my soul."
"Hogır Özdilek, there is no other information here. If you ask the Directorate of National Education, maybe you can find the child. This seems to be the only person left from the family for now."
