Idris, who has made a habit of coming home late, comes home early that day. He sees his wife trying to wipe the lipstick off of her lips, and at the same time, the window of the house is open in a cloudy sky. The feeling of doubt has already begun to gnaw through Idris like a bed bug.
A quiet and calm person who grew up in Germany and worked as the responsible manager in a mine transfer facility that had not been functioning for 4 years, Nasip (32) murdered his wife Sultan by strangling her, while she is asleep, but managed to conceal the incident by posturing it as a suicide....
