The tea in Demir’s glass had gone cold, a dark, bitter amber that matched his mood. For three years, he had worked twelve-hour shifts at the textile factory in Bursa, breathing in lint and the sharp scent of industrial dye. Every month, the rent climbed. Every week, the price of bread ticked upward.

He reached into his pocket, pulled out his factory ID, and slammed it onto the desk.

"Keep the chair," Demir said, his breath coming in sharp, clean bursts. "I’m going to go watch my daughter dance."

"Demir, look," Selim said, not looking up. "The shipment is late. I need you to stay through Sunday. No overtime pay this time—we’re 'family,' remember? We all sacrifice for the company."

Suddenly, Demir stood up so fast his chair clattered to the floor. The sound cracked like a gunshot. Demir roared.

Yeter Lan Yeter — Essential & Reliable

The tea in Demir’s glass had gone cold, a dark, bitter amber that matched his mood. For three years, he had worked twelve-hour shifts at the textile factory in Bursa, breathing in lint and the sharp scent of industrial dye. Every month, the rent climbed. Every week, the price of bread ticked upward.

He reached into his pocket, pulled out his factory ID, and slammed it onto the desk. Yeter Lan Yeter

"Keep the chair," Demir said, his breath coming in sharp, clean bursts. "I’m going to go watch my daughter dance." The tea in Demir’s glass had gone cold,

"Demir, look," Selim said, not looking up. "The shipment is late. I need you to stay through Sunday. No overtime pay this time—we’re 'family,' remember? We all sacrifice for the company." Every week, the price of bread ticked upward

Suddenly, Demir stood up so fast his chair clattered to the floor. The sound cracked like a gunshot. Demir roared.