The entire story of the shoemaker, Melroof

in cairo, ancient egypt, a shoemaker named marrouf lived.

he was a man of good heart and manners, but in stark contrast to him was his mean, vicious wife, fatwim.

because of her impudence, indignity and laziness, she was given a nickname, “dirty”.

he raped people from outside, and did not treat his husband, mr.

meruf, as a human being, and used to ride him for good.

# all day long, all day long # marruf was too honest and, no matter how unreasonable his wife may be, he used the purpose of “fascist family”.

as a result of the difficult situation of the family, merruf spent his hard-earned money on his wife, who often went hungry.

and his wife doesn't care about it, just enjoy it.

one morning his wife suddenly said to him, "meruf, go buy me some honey cake and come back and enjoy it.

remember, it's for honey." swear to allah, i have nothing in my hand." “i don't care if the ara gang doesn't help you, but you have to buy me some honey cake.

if you can't get it back, you'll see.

i'll have to punish you tonight as i did on my wedding night.” "i believe allah is almighty and merciful." meruf replied that he left home in a state of anxiety and depression.

he came to the mosque to pray in the morning, murmuring in his prayers: "o lord! buy me some pastries, and don't let me be angry with that bitch tonight." as a result, mr.

murruf was kept in the shop, hoping to fill his shoes in order to make enough money to meet his wife ' s needs.

but it's been half a day, and no one's ever come to fix them.

the more he gets upset, the more he thinks about his wife like a tiger, the more he gets scared.

because he doesn't even have the money to buy pastries to eat.

isn't that a big paranoia to get pastries? as a result, he was terrified and had no longer been prepared to wait and closed his door to walk along the street without a destination.

he accidentally passed through the bakery and stayed there on his own, looking at the pastries in there, with tears in his eyes.

the boss saw his god and said, "meruf, what's wrong with you? why cry, can you tell me?" “you know, my great wife gave me a hard time today, forcing me to buy her a honey cream cake, but today i've been laying it for half a day, and i haven't got a piece of work, and i can't even make enough money to buy pasta to eat.

poor thing.

looks like i've had another hard night, so i'm scared." the boss listened to melroof and laughed, and said, "what's so hard about it, you're going to buy a few pounds of cake?" so the boss called him a five-pound cake and said, "i have cream, i don't have honey, but i have cane, not worse than honey.

just let her eat, okay"well, then give me the sugar." why should he be too demanding to buy from people on credit? the boss fryed the cake with cream, poured sugar, handed him the cake, and then asked, "do you need more pancakes and cheese?" "of course i'd appreciate it if i could." the boss gave him two dollars of pasta and five cents of cheese, along with five dollars of pastry, saying, "meruf, you owe me seven and a half cents.

take it and serve your wife well! there's only five cents left.

take a shower.

you'll give me back when you've got work to do and money to do." he thanked his boss, with cakes, noodles, cheese, and he walked on his own, saying, "glory, god! how kind of you!" unknowingly, he returned to his home.

the wife saw him and said, "did the task entrusted to you be completed?" "thank allah, i bought it for you." he replied that the food was in front of his wife.

she looked at it, saw it made of sugar, and said, "i didn't ask you to buy me honey?" you're going to buy me a cane cake if you disobey me." "it's not bought, it's on credit." he replied to his wife.

"bullshit! you know i never eat non-honey cake." she was furious, she slapped her husband, "go, you bad boy! if i don't get the cake i want today, i won't skin you." she also said that she had been beaten and that her fists had rained on marruf ' s cheeks, and that she had finally beaten down one of his teeth, and that blood had been spilled on his chest.

as a result of excessive resentment, mr.

murrov touched his wife ' s head without itching, and then she threw herself in the face.

she grabbed her husband's beard and cried out loud and loud.

neighbors came to her house to persuade her to let go and to relieve marruf.

"we used to be candy-eating cakes! how can you be so rude to poor marruff? it's your fault." neighbors, who were tired of trying to persuade her to settle the dispute for her and her wife, returned to their homes, and then returned to their homes, pretending to pose and swearing not to eat their pastries, while marrov was hungry and hungry.

"if she doesn't swear to eat, i'll do it." and he thought, "well, he took the cake, chewed it, ate it sweet." the wife looked at him, hated and cursed with evil: "eat it! i hope you swallow poison and destroy your guts." "what are you talking about?" he ate and laughed, "you swear not to eat this, let me eat it.

allah is merciful! you know what? i'll buy you some honey cake tomorrow.

enjoy yourself." marruf always comforted his wife and repeatedly offered her subjugation, but instead she vaunted and cursed with bitterness.

the following morning, she did not ask for soap, rolled up her sleeves and hit him again.

merv"don't fight until i buy you another pastry to satisfy your wish." when he spoke, he ran out of the door, ran to the mosque, prayed in the morning, and went to the shop.

shortly after he sat down, the judge's two staff came to his shop and said, "get up! let's see the judge and your wife sues you." he can't help but say, "may allah punish her!" then he rose up and came to the court with his wife's elbows, stained with blood on his face and crying and standing in front of the judge and talking about what he was talking about.

as soon as the judge saw marruff, he was angry with him: “how you behaved as a man, bullying your wife, injuring her elbow and beating her teeth off.

do you feel secure that allah will not punish you for doing this to your wife?" “if i really bullied her and broke her teeth, then i'll be punished as allah wills.

this is what happened...

“she gave a full account of what had happened, from beginning to end, and said, “thankfully, there were so many neighborhood neighbours who could testify for me.” the judge is a good man with a sense of justice.

for the sake of peace, he gave a quarter of his coin, gave it to marrouf, and said, “take it to your wife and buy some honey cake, i hope that you and your wife will be happy and respect each other as they have grown up.” "my lord, you better give her a gift to buy her.

she's the hardest person to serve." the judge then handed the money to his wife and mediated them in person.

in conclusion, he said: “in the home, the wife shall obey his husband, and listen to him, and the husband shall care and care for his wife, so that the family may live in harmony.” the marruf and his wife had been mediated by the judge and had expressed their willingness to make peace, both of them leaving the court and then breaking up and moving in their respective directions.

marrouf returned to the shop and continued his work.

but shortly after he sat down, the soldiers came to the shop and shouted to him, "we worked hard all morning, you should pay a tip." "the judge didn't ask me for money.

why would you want a tip?" marruf categorically rejected them.

"you don't know the bad guys.

you didn't pay our tip, so we had to press." they also said that they would drag merrove out of the bunk.

meruf was forced to use his shoes as collateral and made some money to pay them, so they were sent away.

then, when merruf sat down with his cheeks on his back, thinking that he couldn't work without the tools and that he was upset, two other ugly-looking men suddenly appeared before him and said, "let's go! let's go see the judge and your wife sues you." "did not the judge just conciliate our case?" melroof asked strangely.

“we came by order of another judge, because your wife brought you before the judge.” he cursed the bitch and had to go to the judge with his service.

he said to his wife, "we're nothave you just settled? why are you suing me?" "there's still a dispute between you and me, and we haven't settled it, and this can't be done." the wife answered him categorically.

marruf excitely recounted in detail in front of the judge his and his wife's entourage, and concluded: “the previous judge has already reconciled with us, and we were there to say that we wanted to make peace, somehow she brought you here again.” "you whore!" the judge heard marroff's account, outraged, and said, “why did you bring me here again, since you had settled, and you had already said you wanted to make peace?” “he hit me again after that.” she publicly denigrated her husband.

the judge was only patient enough to persuade them and to mediate between them, and said, “all right?” from now on, no more wife-beating by a husband, no more wife-beating by a wife, and no further violation of her husband.” following the judge's advice, they appear to have reconciled.

at this point, the judge told marruff, "let's pay a tip." marruf had to pay another portion of his prison duties for collateral for the shoes.

then the money was scarce, and he returned to the bed with his head down.

he has been overwhelmed by this sudden calamity, and has become confused as a drunk.

and when merruf was alone in the bunk, he felt like he couldn't make it, and suddenly someone ran into the bunk and said, "meruf! hide.

your wife brought you to the high court, and chief justice abby turbo sent for you." having heard the news, merv was in trouble again, the only way to escape.

he then immediately closed the door, bought bread and cheese with the two dollars left of the selling tools, and ran away.

at the time of winter, the weather was very cold.

he ran into the suburbs and walked into a valley.

the sky was not beautiful, and suddenly a pouring rain started, and he was soaking wet that he was freezing like a chicken.

having travelled in cold and cold, he had come to a place called erdiri and found an uninhabited, broken house, so he went in to avoid it.

he thought about what happened to him, cried sadly, groaning and saying to himself, "hey! where should i run from this whore? lord, please forgive me for taking me far away to a place she can't find." and just after his prayers, the walls broke, and in front of him was a tall, very strange and terrible giant, and he said, "you sick bastard! why are you bothering me so much? i've been here 200 years.

i've never been harassed like you.

what are you doing? tell me, i can help you, because you're so kind." "i live here.

this is where i live." marroff had a lot of quarrels between him and his wife, which he described in detail.

and the giant heard, and he said, "yes, you dolet me take you to a place your wife can't find?" myrruf did what the titan told him to do, so he stepped on his back.

on his back, the giants flew from nightfall to the dawn of the next day and landed on a hill.

the giant put him down and said, "you go down the hill, you can see a gate, you can go back to the city and live your life, and your wife will never find it." and he commanded bed, and left marrouf, and left him.

marrov stayed on the top of the mountain until the sun rose and the mountain was lit up, and the whole earth was bright, and he woke up and said to himself, “i am not going to stay in the mountain, let me go down to the city and find a way out.” immediately after the idea was made, he moved to the foot of the hill, where a big city with high walls appeared.

he went to the city, where he saw the crowds of the people, the crowds of prosperity, and the people of the city.

as he was wearing egyptian clothes and costumes, he was very attractive in the streets and was visited by pedestrians.

one of them asked him, "hey! look at you like a stranger." "yes, i've just come here." meluff answered.

"where are you from?" "egyptian." "you must have come here after a long journey?" "no, i left yesterday afternoon." the man who talked to melroof laughed for a while and said to the right and left, "look what he's talking about." “he said he left egypt yesterday afternoon and is here now.” "if you're not crazy, you can't say that! how could you have left egypt yesterday afternoon and arrived here this morning? do you know how far egypt is from here? tell you what, a year apart." "you're crazy!" marruff countered them, "i'm honest, i have nothing to say, i don't lie.

i brought this pasta from egypt, but it's fresh." he showed them the pasta.

it's amazing, it's amazing, because it's completely different.

the more people gather, the more they tell each other, "there's an egyptian pasta.

go and look." so his reputation was spread in the city, and some believed in him, and some said that he had lied, and cast him down.

when things were going on, a rich businessman riding mules led his servants through here.

he dispersed the crowd and said to them, "don't you feel ashamed to bully a foreigner and make fun of him?" he blamed them and drove them away, and none of them dared to turn back.

and the last rich guy said to marruff, "come on, man! don't worry about them, nor be afraid of them.” he's talking while he's taking marruff to a grand house and asking him to sit downOn a throne-like chair, the servant was ordered to open his suitcase and remove a valorous set of clothes for him to wear.

Merv's looks are remarkable, and he wears another gorgeous dress, which is even more generous, and he is the head of the mall.

The rich people treat Merruf as their guest, and offer him a good meal.

After eating and drinking together, they sat together and chatted.

The rich guy asked, "What's your name, man? What did you do in the past?" "My name is Marruf, and I've been working on my shoes." "Where are you, sir?" "Egyptians." "Where exactly do you live?" "Are you familiar with Egypt?" "I'm also Egyptian." "Oh, I live in the alley of Cairo." "You must know the inhabitants of that red alley?" "Of course, like..." He said many names.

"Do you know Ahmad Attaro?" He's my neighbor.

There's only one wall between my house and his house." "Is he all right?" "Yes, he's very healthy." "How many sons did he have?" "What do they do now?" “Mustafa is very good, and now he is a teacher; Mohammad married, opened a spice shop next to his father's shop and had a son, Hassan; and as for Ali, he was very good to me in childhood, and I was hanging out with him every day.

We used to pretend to be the children of Christians, blended into the church, stole the books and sold them for snacks.

On one occasion, people discovered that they were telling their parents that they were demanding strict discipline and that no more thefts should be committed, or that they should sue the King.

His father yelled at Ali to please them.

And then Ali ran away from home, and for 20 years now, he has been dead and no one knows where he went.” “Do you not see that I am Ali, the youngest son of Muhammad Attaro? You're a good friend of mine when I was a kid, Myrlov!" Ali and Marruf have long since met each other, and in his hometown he has met his people, who rejoiced and greeted each other and were so close.

Ali said, "Meruf, tell me, what are you doing here from Egypt?" Merruf recounted his wife's ill-treatment of him, and concluded: “I cannot stand her ill-treatment and have to flee her.

In Erdie, in order to avoid the rain, I went into an uninhabited house, weeping, thinking of my own life, and a giant god came out and asked me why I cried.

I told him what had happened to him, and he felt sorry for me and felt sorry for me, willing to help me get out of my trouble, and then I was riding on his back, flying through the night, and it was only at dawn that I fell on a hill near the city, and I went down to the city to find a way, following his guidance.

I didn't expect people to be questioned as soon as I entered the city.

I told them what happened when I left Egypt yesterday and came here today, but they didn't believe ithere you are.

that's why i came here from egypt.

and you?" and he said, "how did you get here?" "you know, i've never had a chance to go to school, and i've been living on the streets since i was seven years old.

i wandered from one place to another, from one city to another, and finally came to this city, which is known as the " city of no fraud." seeing that the people in the city are honest and sympathetic and are happy to care for and finance the needy, especially those who have no means of support, and who have little faith in people, i said to them, "i'm a businessman, and i'm here to find a storehouse to build up.

'my words command their trust.

and i said to them, "now that i need money, who will lend me a thousand? i'll pay for the goods when they arrive.

'they did loan me a loan to meet my demands.

i took a thousand gold coins to buy the goods, sold them the next day and made 50 gold coins, and then i bought them, sold them and expanded my business, and contacted them regularly and respected them.

as my own credibility increases, the trade expands, making them look at me differently and in a better relationship.

the more my wealth grows, the more i am, the more i'm known.” ali, after talking about his own experience and his way of making money, led merroff to be rich as he was, saying, “man, you know, it's good to say, ‘there's a lot of deception in the world’ and he says, ‘there is no man, there is no god.’ `having mastered this philosophies, you can do whatever you want when you come to a place where you don't know anyone.

and if you say to man, "i am a shoemaker, poor, and afraid of my wife, i have fled here from egypt." instead of believing in you, they'll fall down and laugh at you.

if you had come here by the mighty god, he would have hated you, and would not have come near you.

they will say, ‘this man has trouble with the devil, and if he does, he will cause evil.’ that way, you'll be famous.

this has hurt you, and on the other hand it will have a bad effect on me, because they know that i am also egyptian.” "what should i do?" marruff asked ali.

"i'll show you how to do it.

tomorrow we will lend you a thousand gold coins, a mule, and send a servant with you to meet with the faceless merchants.

until then, i'll go sit with them myself.

when you show up, i rise to greet you, greet you, kiss your hand, and try to respect you.

i asked you about the cargo: "did you bring some kind of cargo?" 'you answer immediately: 'more and more.' `when they asked me about you, i took the opportunity to brag about you as a millionaire and a generous and generous man.

of course i won't forget to ask them to find you a house, a shop.

if there are beggars who come to ask for money, give them whatever they wish, that they believe that i have not lied, and that they may be admired for your wealth and joy before the truth.

then i set up a dinner for you to clean up the dustand be with them, and give you a chance to meet them, that they may all know you, and that you may know them.

then someone will open your market and pave your way to business.

i promise that soon you'll have the know-how and you'll jump into a rich man.” the following day, as promised, ali gave meruv a thousand gold coins and decorated him with a gorgeous set of clothes, so that he could ride a mule and take his servant to the business.

once ready, ali said, “may allah arrange everything for you.

as a friend, i should do my best to help you.

don't be afraid about your home town and your wife's behavior.

"blessed be allah." marroof thanked him for his good intentions, and the servants brought him to the market.

a lot of businessmen have gathered there at this time, and ali is sitting with them.

as soon as he saw marruff, he rose up and greeted him with an arrow, and he said, "hello, marroff! it's been a long time, and you're a famous philanthropist.” he said, “let me introduce you to mr.

merruf, a wealthy businessman known to the world.” marruf jumped off the mule and the merchants came up to greet him.

at this point, ali was busy in front of the merchants, introducing them, and he asked marrouf to say hello and then sit down and talk to him face to face.

the merchants asked ali, "this gentleman, he's a buyer?" he has been a businessman and a well-known businessman.

his capital is very strong, and no one here is entitled to compete with him because he inherited the estate of his grandfather and father for generations, and his ancestors were well known in the business of egypt.

he has businesses in india, yemen and elsewhere.

his generosity and kindness are also most admirable.

you will learn about him and respect his position! in addition, i hope that you will give him your full help.

and you know, he came to this city only to swim in the mountains and walk around.

because he has so much wealth that he can't imagine, he certainly will not come out to make money.

you may not have thought that i was one of his servants." ali continues to promote and boast on his behalf and to express his gratitude for his aldicarb, which has made him very well known to the merchants, with great respect for him and warmly rounded up to honour him, with respect for his pastry and with wine, even to the front of the business community.

at a time when the merchants were very welcoming and respectful to him, ali suddenly turned the subject and said to marruff, “do you, master, have you brought any goods this time?” “most of them.” myrruf answered quite simply.

ali had taken him to visit many of the noble silk plasters and told him the names of the various silk plasters before marruf came here.

at this point, he was asked, "did you bring the yellow one this time?" “yes, and a lot。"And what about the blood of the antelope?" "Well, that's a lot." Merruf answers all the goods that the merchants ask for.

He then said to Ali, “If one of his colleagues had a thousand guilds, it would have been enough for me to take it out of a single warehouse and not to open another.” Just when Merruf was having a lively chat with the merchants, he found beggars coming to beg, and the businessmen present, some of them giving five cents and some of them giving a few words, while the vast majority of the people remained bare.

And when the beggar came to Meruf, he generously took out a coin for the beggar.

The beggars had no intention of receiving so much money, and they were grateful and sincerely blessed.

The merchants saw Mr.

Merruf so exhilarating, surprised, admired and complimented: “It's a little bit strange that he would reward beggars with the king's way of doing so.

It would never have been possible for him to do so if he had not been a great man with all his wealth and not the best rich man.” After a while, another woman came begging, and Merv also pulled out a gold coin for her.

The woman beggar is grateful for her prayers.

The news soon got out.

So many of the poor came to beg.

Marruf was treated as one, responded to the need and gave each man a single coin in turn.

Soon, a thousand gold coins will be released.

So he had to clap his hands and groan, "I believe that no matter what difficulties we encounter, Allah will meet our wishes." The top business figures, who were surprised to see Melroof, asked, "Why are you sighs?" "Ahhh! The vast majority of the city's inhabitants seem to be living in poverty.” Myrruf spoke of his perception, “If I had known that, I would have brought the money with me in a saddlebag so that they could be saved at any time.

Now I'm afraid my cargo is far from here, and I won't be there in a short time.

And those who, by their own means, refuse to beg, will have to be given a little.

But I've spent all my money.

What do I do if the poor beg again?" “Let Allah bless you.” The leader of the merchants taught him how to deal with it.

“I am ashamed to say this, and that is why I am troubled! Now all I want is a thousand gold coins in hand to help the poor for a while, to wait for my palanquin to arrive, and everything will be solved." "It's great." The leaders of the business community learned of his intentions and intentions and immediately gave away a thousand gold coins from his servants and lent him temporary expenses.

Marruf immediately continued to give money to beggars who had come to him to beg, and it was not until midday prayers that the merchants came to worship in the mosque and divided the remaining gold among them.

As a result, the great philanthropist Marruf was known and blessed in good faith.

After a midday prayer and a return to the market, Marroff ecstaticly borrowed another thousand gold coins from another wealthy businessman to continue his charity and reliefthose poor people.

ali was staring at him and doing good things, just in a hurry and couldn't interfere with him.

it was then time for prayers and people were about to go to the mosque to worship.

marruf also distributed the remaining money to the poor who attended the service.

returning to the market, mr.

marruff continued to borrow money and generously gave charity and relief, having spent 5,000 gold coins before closing the market.

every time he borrows from a rich man, he always says, “just wait for my sheath to arrive, for the money or for the cloth, whatever you choose.” i have a lot of cargo anyway." that evening, ali set up a dinner to wash the dust for marrouf and asked all members of the business community to accompany him and let him sit at the head.

at the feast table, melov's topic was silk, cloth, pearls, precious stones, and whenever someone mentions something, he grabs it and says, "you talk about a lot of the goods that i brought in." the next day, marruf went to the market, made friends with merchants, borrowed money and used it to help the poor.

he borrowed it in his left hand, right hand, every day.

in twenty-two days, he borrowed 60,000 gold coins in large amounts, and he boasted of a great deal of money, but nothing was seen and nothing was seen, causing concern and confusion among his merchants.

it was said, “what is it that merruf has been giving us loans to the poor, and that he has never been delivered?” others said, “it seems we only have to ask ali, his friend, for information.” the merchants came together to ali's house and asked him, “ali, has the merchant merruf's stock not arrived yet?” "hold on, don't worry! the cargo will be here soon." ali comforts the merchants and makes excuses to send them away, then goes to marruff and asks, “what are you doing? why don't you do more than fail.

as you know, the businessmen are sitting in panic over their loans, and you are said to have borrowed 60,000 gold coins from them and to have given them all to the poor.

how can you pay for this huge loan if you don't do business?" can 60,000 gold coins count for anything?" myrruf asked the other way around, "i'll pay them back when they arrive.

and when they're ready, they're going to give them a cloth, they're going to give them gold and silver." "and allah, my lord, do you really have goods?" i'm sorry, mr.

melroof.

"you dirty, filthy bastard! this is what i taught you to say to people, and now you're here to talk to me.

all right, let me expose you in person." "shut up and get out of here! you think i'm poor? tell you what, i'm rich and everything.

i don't trust them.

i'll pay them back double when the goods arrive.” "you shameless bastard!" ali's on fire, "you're not ashamed to say that to me?" "you're my friend, i don't talk to you much.

as for those..the merchants, tell them to hold on for a while and wait until i get my shipment." he said, take your feet and leave.

ali sits there all alone, grotesquely and grotesquely grotesquely: "when i blew him up, now i curse him, then i'm a liar in front of my face? isn't that what you're doing? if anyone knows i'm such a person, how can i stand here in the future.” and when he thought of it, it seemed as if he was sceptical, and when he was entering the valley, the merchants found him.

they said to him, "ali, have you asked him for us?" “my business people, i am deeply ashamed of him.

he owes me a thousand golds, and i can't take him.

you didn't talk to me before you lent him the money.

so it is not incumbent upon me to collect for you.

ask him yourself if he does not return it, and you will only sue him with the king, and he will not repay it.

i think the king will decide for you." the merchants understood what was said in ali's words, and they went to the palace and complained, asking the king to rule for them, saying, "lord, this brand-new businessman, there's nothing we can do about him.

he boasted that he was about to receive many of the herds to lend us a loan and give us all the money he had borrowed.

if he were a poor man, he would not be able to spend his wealth, and would reward the poor in full.

if he's a rich man, he'll have to prove it when his cargo arrives.

he was bragging about how much of his cargo he was about to arrive, and he himself came in advance to prepare for his work, but we saw nothing.

whenever we talk about some kind of cargo, he says to us, "this kind of cargo, i've got a lot of it coming in.

'it's been so long, he's got no news.

now he's loaned us 60,000 gold coins.

he can't afford this huge loan.” the merchants, while accusing marrouf, also complimented him for his kindness and generosity, but did not know that the king was a man who loved money more than ordinary people.

he listened to the merchants' praises and admired the luxuries of meruf's treachery, and took his own heart, his heart, his heart, his heart, his soul, his soul, his soul, and his soul, and he said to him, “if he had not had a great fortune, he would not have done so.

and he will surely arrive, when the merchants will surround him, and his money will be in their hands in large numbers.

in fact, i should enjoy his wealth more than they do, so i intend to meet him and deal with him so that when he arrives, i can get the great money that the merchants can get, so that i can enjoy it alone.” “but i think he may not be a good man, and i always feel like he's a liar.

such a trick can fool anyone, but don't lie to me.” the chief justice told me what he thought of marruff.

"i will test him to see if he is a liar or a decent man." "and how will the lord test himand? “all i have to do is call him into the palace, and show him respect for him, and then show him my precious jewel.

if he knew the treasure and could say its worth, he would prove that he was a prodigy and a wealthy man of good.

if he did not know the treasure, he would prove that he was a liar and would kill him later.” as soon as he learned of the king's call, mr.

marruf came to the palace to greet the king with great respect and care.

the king put him in front of himself and asked him with humility: “are you the wealthy man, melroof?” "yes, the little man is melroof." "is it true that you owe the merchants 60,000 gold? "yes, it's all true." "then why don't you pay your debts?" “i have told them to endure some time, and i will double their compensation when my cargo arrives.

then they will want gold, and we will give them it, and they will ask for it, and we will give them it, and they will want goods, and we will give them.

anyway, i've got a lot of money and stuff to do.

i am grateful for the help they extended to me when i was in a difficult situation because of the ease with which their loans were made, and i am prepared to double the loan and owe 1,000 gold coins, and i will pay 2,000 gold coins.” listening to mr.

murroof's answer, the king did not feel the slightest doubt, so he handed him his precious, precious, precious, precious, precious, precious, very dear jewel, and said, “what do you think this is? how much is it worth?" marruf took the gem, squeezed it in between his thumb and his no-name finger, squeezing it in secret, and broke it with a thin and famous stone.

the king was astonished and asked, "why did you destroy my precious jewels?" myrruf smiled a few times and said, “lord, this is not a precious gem, but a common ore of little value.

why would his majesty call it a precious gem? again, if it were a gem, it would be worth at least 70,000 gold.

don't his majesty know that a jewel as big as a snail does not exist at all.

how can a piece of ore be regarded as a precious gem, when his majesty is a god? but there is no justification for this, because you are not very rich, and you do not have a real collection of precious treasures.” "well, ask your dealer, have you brought the stones?" the king asked, "there are lots of them." "can you send me something?" the king was fascinated by greed.

“i'll give it to his majesty when it arrives.

i've brought a lot of gems, but if his majesty needs them, i'll give them right away." the king was pleased, and he said to melroof's creditors, "go back! be patient, and wait for his palanquin to arrive, and come and collect from me.” the king sent the merchants and then talked to the chief justice and expressed his intention to choose marruf as his horse.

the king said, "hey, maeI hope you will welcome the rich man, Marrouf, whom Dodoa admires.

So we can enjoy his wealth." “My Lord, I doubt the words and deeds of this man, who in my opinion is a great liar.

It is to be hoped that His Majesty will not mention the matter so as not to bury the princess in vain.” He was an ambitious man who tried and tried to marry a princess, but failed because she refused, so the king saw through his heart and was angry and scolded: “You evil man! It is only because of your previous refusal to propose to the Princess and your sudden revenge that you dared to break his marriage in order to achieve your own ends.

I urge you to abandon your unrealistic ideas.

Tell you: 'Meruf knew the value of the stone, and was clearly a protege.

He broke it because he despised it, and you did not deserve to call him a liar.' He had many precious stones.

If he saw the princess's face, he would surely fall madly in love with her, fall in love with her and marry her, so that he would give her all the treasures.

You have a bad mind, a heart that destroys my daughter's marriage, and you just don't want me to enjoy his precious wealth.” He was called by the king without a word, lest he should punish him and say, "The good man will not suffer the loss!" So he had to follow the instructions of the King of Pleasantly to approach Marruff with enthusiasm and say to him, “The King loves you very much, and his daughter was born so beautifully, so beautifully, so well prepared, and with the intention of choosing you as a horse.” However, he was asked to wait patiently for the wedding to take place when my goods arrived.

Because of the high cost of being married to the emperor and the high status of the princess, a considerable bride price is required to match her status.

Now that I have no money on my hands, I have to wait for my cargo to arrive, so I can do what I want.

I'll take 5,000 bags of gold for the bride price.

On the day of our marriage, We will reward the poor and needy with a thousand bags of gold, a thousand bags of gold to those who attend the wedding, and a thousand bags of gold for guests and soldiers.

The day after the wedding, I will give a hundred precious stones to the bride and a hundred to the ceremonial girl, in order to show my high esteem for the bride.

I also need to deliver a set of clothes to the needy, poor people, and I must continue to do so widely.

I'm sure that's the only way to do that.

I have money.

I don't care if I spend it." His Highness conveyed to the king the thoughts and opinions of Marruf on marriage.

The king heard, and said, “Do you now think that he is a great liar from such a specific plan?” "I still haven't changed my opinion of him." The Chief Minister replied with timid care.

The King was very surprised, scolded, and said, “Swear on my head, if you persist again, I will kill you.

Now I tell you to goask him to come, and i am determined to recruit him as a horse immediately.” he said, "come with me! the king has something to say to you." myrruf was full of promises and immediately met the king with his superior.

"you don't have to push back." the king said to marruf, “my country has a great stock, and you can say whatever you want.

and the princesses and the daughters of the towers, give them whatever you wish.

now that we have this relationship, in order to respect your wife, we will patiently wait for your cargo to arrive.

then you can do it.

in short, you and i will not be separated." the king then invited the imam, while holding the engagement ceremony between the princess and marrouf, to prepare for the wedding and order the city to be decorated.

after a rich feast, the wedding ceremony was declared to begin.

merruf was in a very well-dressed chair to welcome guests, and a lot of people came to congratulate him, and various folk artists were invited to participate in big parties, singing and dancing, with unprecedented enthusiasm.

marruf ordered the vault to collect gold coins, spill them to the crowd and distribute clothes.

at a time when so-called people are happy and happy, the meruv is happy and happy.

the vaults should be busy, constantly extracting property from the treasury for free handouts and free-floating.

his highness looked at all this in a hurry, but he was afraid to speak.

businessman ali, looking at merroff's gibberish alms, panicking, quietly looking for an opportunity to say to him, "you are an opportunist and a god-renowned man.

it is not enough for you to consume the money of the merchants, but to squander the king's stock?” "it's none of your business.

i'll double it when my cargo arrives." marruf responded with pride to ali, and refused to listen to him, and continued to give his charity, saying to himself, "i will sleep in peace, because what happened will happen, and it is fate." with his "today's day of intoxication" approach to his world, he was so excited and ready to celebrate, he kept singing and dancing and giving relief for 40 days.

it was not until the forty-first day that the wedding ceremony was officially held, in which all members of the imperial government and the civil service took part.

they brought brides dressed like fairies into the auditorium.

marruf used gold coins for money and threw them into the crowd, considering it to be a respect for the bride.

as a result, he spent a significant amount of money.

an unprecedented wedding ceremony was completed, and guests took marruf to the cave and then broke up.

marrov sat in a high-foot chair, was so beautiful, his right hand squeezed his fist, punched him in the left hand, then dressed like he had a hard and painful face, was silent for a while, and clapped his hands and groaned, and said, "there is nothing left to do but to save the great allah!" "father, today is the day of celebrationwhat do you look like? "the princess asks with concern.

“because your father was too anxious, my plan was disrupted.

his arrangement is no different from that of seedlings.

how could i not be sad?" "how could this be?" "can you tell me?" "he asked me to marry you when he didn't wait for my shipment to arrive." i was going to bring out at least a hundred stones for your servants to remember, one for each of them, to make them happy and say, "this is the night of the candles in our lady's room, with the memory of the horse.

'the custom of giving souvenirs is not only to respect your position, but to show off your qualities.

i don't care about sending lots of precious stones, because i've got plenty of them.” “don't worry about this little thing.

i'm not gonna be too worried because i can wait until your cargo arrives.

as for the servants, they wouldn't care.

when your palanquin arrives, we shall ask for precious stones and other valuables.” on the second day of the new marriage, after a bath in the bathing house, mr.

marruf was replaced with a ceremonial dress, which was well-dressed and alive to meet the king.

as a matter of respect and love, his majesty and his officials stood up and greeted him with great respect and blessings.

he sat in front of the king and said, "where's the vault?" officials answered with one voice.

"go get my clothes!" he commanded the treasurer: “all members of the court and the court officials, each of them, shall deliver a set of clothes.” the vault followed its orders and took a large number of clothes out of the treasury in good faith and fear.

so meruf was given a piece of clothing to his subordinates, and according to their ranks, he was given gold and silver, and he continued to waste and to be humbled by the king.

it's been 20 days, and his own stock is still dead.

it was difficult for the treasurer, who was very sad, skeptical and, while marrouf was not here, asked the king, kneeled down and kissed the ground, and said, "lord, there is so little left in the treasury that, in 10 days' time, everything will be exhausted.

in these circumstances, the lower officer must first inform his majesty, who would then be angry at me.” at this point only the king is with him.

the king heard the report and said to the chief justice: "what do you think is the reason that the horse's stock will not expire and no news will come?" "lord, may allah take care of his majesty!" his highness laughed, and said, “because his majesty was foolish, he was deceived by the liar.

i swear by the head of his majesty that he had no guile or even a piece of cloth to comfort us.

all this is nothing more than a deceitful lie to his majesty, a desire to destroy his majesty's wealth and to marry a princess free of charge.

i wonder when his majesty will be dazzled?" "how can we find out about him now?" “only a wife, lord, can hear the secret of her husband.

his majesty may call the princess to hide behind the curtains, and i shall speak to her and ask her about the horse.

onlyIf she wants to talk, we'll be able to figure out the details of Merlov." Swear on my head that if it turns out he's a liar, then I will punish him with the cruelest punishment.” The king came to the harem with the Chief Justice and left him in the lounge, and sent the princess out of the house while Marruf was gone, and told her to hide behind the curtains, and said, "A daughter, the Chief Minister has something to say to you." "Do you have something to say to me?" The princess asked.

"Miss, you know your husband spent everything on your father.

He took you as his wife without paying a penny for a bride price, but he was always ashamed to promise us every time, but he failed to keep it, and his load never came, and there was no news.

In any case, it is only now that you have to tell us the truth about him that we can think about it.” “He promised a lot.

Every time he met me, he made a wish to give me stones, silk, gold and silver, but it was nothing but words, and I never saw what he came up with.” "Miss, can you talk to him openly tonight? So say thou unto him: Tell me the truth! Don't worry, don't worry about anything; you are my husband and I will not abandon you.

You tell me the truth, I'll find a way to save you.

`You must speak with him in a manner that is balanced, flexible, sometimes dilatory, sometimes intimacy, and full of love and affection.

And you'll tell us when you find out." "Father, the daughter already knows how to ask questions." The princess agreed to the order of the Chief and assured the King in person before returning.

In the evening, as usual, Marruf returned to his dormitory on time, and the princess, in accordance with the order of the courtesan courtesan, gave her husband great hospitality, sweet words, and flattered him, to the best of his ability, and finally fell in love with him.

At this point, she saw Merroff bowing down under her pomegranate dress, and with certain certainty, she said, "My dear!" You are my life and all that is mine, and I pray to Allah that we shall grow old and never part, because love takes hold of my heart, and the flame of love makes blood boil, even if the sea rots, and I have followed you all my life.

Now, however, I beg you to tell me the whole truth, that there is no way for a man to remain normal for ever.

When do you intend to put an end to this act of deception, the theft of names, and the large-scale deception of your father's property? If I don't find a way to save you, to put you on a cliff, and if my father finds out about your fraud, you're dead, and I can't help you anymore.

Now tell me the truth! It's good for you.

You reveal the truth to me, and I'll keep you safe.

How many times have you boasted that you are a businessman, a rich man, and a vassal? For a long time, you said, "My cargo!" My cargo! 'The screams never stoppedbut how is it? no news of the cargo.

but you display sorrow and sorrow in your eyes because of your mouth, and your mouth is full of lies.

you tell the truth, and if allah wills, i will try to save you." "ma'am, i'm going to have to tell you the truth, and then you can do it." "then say it, but try to be honest! honesty is human virtue.

don't lie to me again, or it will bring you a disaster that cannot be saved." marruff listened to the princess's sweet words and trusted her, and said, "ma'am, i'm not a businessman, and i don't have one, i don't have one.

i'm a shoemaker back home, working on my shoes.

my wife, fat wiley, they call her a mean, mean, lazy bitch...

he then gave a full account of his wife's spicy character and his vulnerability to her abuse, as well as his escape experience and deception.

the princess listened and laughed.

"you're a brilliant liar and a liar!" princess said.

"madam! allah will bless you for a hundred years if you are able to hide your evils and save your troubles.” “you lied to your father and deceived him, so that he would be deceived, and you would be promised me to you as a wife for the sake of greed, and you would not only have no possessions, but you would have brought your own money into it.” it is only the chief justice who sees the cracks in it, and he does not believe in you as a businessman, and has told his father many times that you are a liar, but he does not believe that he is revenge and destruction.

the reason was that he had proposed to me, but i was not willing to be his wife, and he rejected him categorically, causing him to hate.

for some time after we were married, the father was concerned.

he knew nothing of you, and commanded me to seek your knowledge.

and now i have learned the truth, and if i tell my father, he will be a thunderbolt, and will harm you.

but you're my husband now, of course i don't want to lose you.

so, no matter what you do, no matter how ugly your fraud is, i'll have to marry the chicken and the dog.

i was meant to be your man in my life.

if my father were to kill you, he would have put me with someone else.

the princess, after knowing all the details of her husband, in order to help him, analysed the stakes in detail and taught him how to escape the disaster, saying, “you shall change a palace dress, take my private room money totalling 50,000 gold coins, ride a fast horse, flee as far as possible to a place beyond the reach of the father's king, and use it for the local business.

once you have settled in his country, write and let me know about your situation so that i can receive you at any time and you can live in peace.

i'll tell you the news as soon as my father dies and you'll be equally respected when you come back.

in case of misfortune, you die first, or i die first, then i will see you only in the next life.

i think it's the right thing to do.

after that, as long as you and i liveI can keep sending you letters and money.

Now you get ready, you run away at night, and you don't have to wait till dawn to reach them.

“Ma'am, there seems to be no better way to do this.” Marruf was very grateful to the Princess, who immediately got up, changed his clothes, killed the horseman with a horse, rushed to say goodbye to the princess and left overnight.

Those who met him during the journey thought that he was a general, and that he had travelled for the cause of his work, so he did not stop.

In the morning of the following day, His Highness accompanied the King to the lounge and sent for the Princess.

When the princess came to the curtain by name, the king said, "A daughter! How about I ask you to look into something?" "Father, the truth is clear, but now the first thing to say is, may Allah reveal the ugly face of the king because he has been trying to demonize me and my husband." What's going on?"