The entire story of Mallen Shamy's quest for a pretty woman

at the time of mallen shame and kaben saha, egypt had a businessman named abdullah rahanman, who had a son and a daughter, and both brothers and sisters, who looked like a flower.

as a result, the businessman named his son mellen shamai and his daughter kaben saha.

because his children were too beautiful and lovely to be born, abdullah lahaman treated the protection of their education as a top priority, and in order to avoid the gossip of jealousy and the conspiracies of the bad, he confined them to their homes.

for 14 years, his brother and his sister had not been with anyone but their parents and servants.

during that long 14 years, the merchants and the wives taught their children to read, write and recite the qur'an, and purged them with literary art.

it wasn't until the boy grew up that the merchant's wife said to her husband, "when are you going to lock up your son, he has to go out and see the world." is he a man or a woman?" “why don't you take him to business with you, since he's a man, to learn how to do business with you, and to get acquainted with the customers? so people will know he's your son.

and do so, when you come to god one day, everyone will know that mallen shammeh is your son and that he has the right to inherit from you; otherwise, if you do so silently, malmai will say to him, ‘i am the son of abdullah rahman.’ 'they'll think it's fake.

they'll say, "we haven't seen you, we don't know he has you.

'at that time, your family will seize your property and return it to the court, and your son will lose his inheritance.' likewise, i would like to advocate that our daughter, kaben saha, should be seen in front of everyone and that she should be given a good impression that there might be a young man in the house to propose.

we can take the opportunity to finish her marriage." “i did it simply to protect his brother and his sister from harm, because they were so cute.

"god will bless them!" they'll be fine.

take your son to the store today." she then dressed her son in dignity, dressed him in a gorgeous cape, dressed him as an attractive centrepiece and asked his father to take him out.

on the way to the fair, the man who saw him was surprised and envious, attracted by his beauty, then came to him, kissed him in his hand, greeted him, looked around him, and said, “abdullah rahman's house raised the sun and lighted the whole street!” others said, "abdullah rahman's family has a new moon!" it was also said: “the holiday's new month has come out of abdullah rahman's house!” the pointers, the compliment and the blessing.

abdullah rahanman is very dissatisfied with those who follow.

listened to their rosy, and felt red.

he only blames his wife for being helpless and curses her in secret, and blames her for not encouraging herself to take her son out of the house and provokes this.

he looked back and looked at the crowd.

yesin the street, he came to the door of the shop, where he opened the door and left his son to sit with him.

the only way to see the door was to squeeze out, and even the passers-by came in to see his son and refused to leave.

so the men and the women surrounded him.

the merchants looked at his son in crowds and felt uncomfortable and difficult, and were overwhelmed.

at a time when abdullah rahanman was embarrassed, there was suddenly a rosy troupe who broke out of the crowd and made a beautiful look at mallen shamae, chanting and singing and crying.

then he touched his white hair with his right hand and slowly turned towards mallen shamai.

his authority honors those present.

he looked down on mallen shamy and gave him a surprising bouquet of flowers.

the merchants took out a few silver coins and paid him, saying, “go away with your reward.” the scavengers collected money and sat on the bench in front of the bunk, looking at melon shamy, crying like a spring.

people turned their attention to him, and they were skeptical: "teachers are not good." some people say, "it's probably the one who's in love with the young man." when the merchant saw it, he rose up and said, "aah! let's close the door and go home.

i'm out of business.

it's all your mother's doing.

may allah punish her and make many of these wrongs happen." go away, i'm closing the door." the merchant then called out for a while to the pilfer, then closed the door and left with his son.

however, the crowd and the scavenger remained behind his father and son until at his door.

the businessman went to his son, mallen sha, to the house, and he said, "what's wrong with you?" why are you crying?" “my lord, i am waiting to be your guest.

you received me, you received allah's guests." "i would like to welcome allah's guests, so please come in." the businessman thought, “i will not forgive my son if he is in doubt about my son or if he behaves lightly.

if he were a man of right, then i should treat him with the best of friends.” the merchant, with this in mind, invited the conductor to enter the house and let him sit down in the living room, whispering to mallen shammeh immediately: “o son, after i leave, you sit with the conductor for a moment, and i look at him from the window, and if he does anything light, i will kill him.” mallen shamy followed his father ' s words and was alone in the living room, sitting next to the scavenger.

the scavenger looked at him, and there he cried and cried.

mallen shamy spoke to him, and he always answered with humility and groaning and groaning.

at dinner, he was still crying while eating and staring at mallen shamy.

in the second half of the day, it was time to go to sleep, and the merchant said to mallen shammeh, “o son, you are a man who has taken care of this man, and must not be negligent.” “no, my lord, take the child.

or you can sleep with us." when the scavengers saw the merchant go, they saidi don't know.

"no.

well, this is my son.

he sleeps with you.

if he needs anything at night, he'll serve you." after that, the businessman came out of the living room and hid in the next room, sneezing through the windows about the behaviour of the scavengers.

mallen shamy walked in front of the scavenger and whispered to him softly.

the scavenger was very angry and he was very serious: "what are you talking about, son? god help us, this is absolutely forbidden for allah.

my son, you stay away from me." he said he had to get up and run away.

and melon shammeh went after him and said, "how can you not appreciate that i like you from the bottom of my heart?" "if you don't behave like this again," the scavenger gets even more angry, "i'll call your father and tell him everything you've done." "my father knows what i'm doing.

he won't mind me." “swear to allah that i will not do such a bad thing.

i wouldn't do it if i killed myself." in spite of the entanglements of melon shameh, he rose up and prayed twice in the direction of the holy land.

as soon as he was finished, mallen shamay came back to haunt him and harassed him, and had to worship him twice.

this has been repeated five times.

"who are you worshiping? do you wish to rise up to the sky while you are standing on the altar all night long without a good thing?" “son, get rid of the devil that is upon you, and convert to allah in good faith.” in the next room, the merchants saw for themselves what had happened and listened to their conversations, confirming that the torturers were a good person and that they had no regrets.

he thought in secret: “if this scoundrel is a bad man, then he doesn't have to take care of it, and he's taking so much effort to avoid it.” as the scavengers continued to worship in order to avoid harassment, melon shammeh continued to disturb him, causing him to end up inexorably and with a temper and to cry at all.

the merchants heard the children crying and entered the guest room to dry his tears and comfort him.

and he said, "man, if you're a serious man, why do you cry when you see my son? is there something in this?" “when you cried and cried earlier, i thought you were not a good man, so i asked the children to do so, thereby testing your character.

i thought i'd kill you if i found out what you were saying.

then i saw with my own eyes what you said and did, and i realized that you were a man of integrity.

swear to allah and tell me why you cried." "no, you have to tell me." and so the scavengers told a story of the girl of basra, "p," and you know, i am a traveler of the world's wonders.

it happened so well that one day, just before noon on friday, i wandered around basra to see a house on the street open, but all the shops were empty, men, women and childrenSee, not even cats and dogs.

The city is silent, and it sees neither a soul nor the signs of God.

I was so surprised by this, and I said to myself, "Look, where are the city's people with cats and dogs? What did Allah do to them?" When I was starving, I took hotcakes out of the bakery's stove, then went to the oil shop, ate them with butter and honey, went to the teahouse, then went to the coffee shop and drank boiling coffee.

"This is so weird! It is as if the people of the city had suddenly died, or that they would not have been able to close their doors and escape because of a sudden calamity." And when I pondered and spoke to myself, suddenly a loud drum came.

I was so scared that I went into hiding and looked out of the hole, and I saw only a group of girls who were as beautiful as they were, and who were not covered in veils, and came to each other.

I count them 80, divided into 40 pairs.

Among them was a young girl who was riding a saddled horse with jewels, without a veil on her face, dressed in the most expensive dress, which was like a dumpling town.

She was wearing a jewel necklace around her neck, a jeweled plaster on her chest, a shining bracelet on her hands and a bracelet with jewels on her feet.

The rest of the girls held her.

She was accompanied by a bodyguard armed with a sword made of emerald, and the sword was covered with jewels.

The beautiful girl came to the coffee shop, strangled the horse, and said, "Girls, I hear someone breathing in this shop.

Go inside and check, and don't let anyone look at us in there.

We're not wearing a veil." The girls were ordered to go in and search.

I was hiding in a coffee shop across the street, scared to death.

Later, they searched a man from the bunk and brought him to the girl, saying, “Ma'am, we found a man from the bunk.

And that's the man before you.” “Kill him!” She told the bodyguard.

The bodyguard came forward, drew out the sword and killed the man.

Then they left the body and grew.

I saw what was happening, scared half to death.

A little while later, the fairs began to appear and everyone returned to their own bunks.

There's an increasing number of people around to see the man who was killed.

I drilled out of a coffee shop while people were in a state of confusion, but my heart followed the girl.

I've been in love with her all over the place, but no one told me about her.

I was worried about her, and I thought about her, and I left Basra and wandered here, and saw your son unexpectedly, and thought he looked exactly like that girl.

Your son reminds me of that girl, touched my feelings for her, so I couldn't help but cry.

That is why I weep.

He spoke about his story, cried and said to the businessman, "My lord! Swear to Allah, pleaselet me go." the merchants had mercy on him and opened the door with respect to his departure.

the journey to basra by mallen shameh had a deep impact on mallen shameh.

he was thinking about that beautiful and lovely girl in basra.

the following morning, he came together and said to his father: “the sons of merchants are used to doing business for profit, and fathers always prepare their goods and send their sons to other cities to make money.

father, why don't you get me something and let me go out and try my luck?" they let their sons go out to do business in order to make money to feed their families.

how can i let you go out and suffer with my own inexhaustible and inexhaustible money? our father and son have a deep heart, and i will not be separated from you for a moment, and i am so relieved that you were so handsome, grew up in a greenhouse and asked you to run it alone.” "father, you always have to prepare my goods and let me do business.

otherwise, even without the money and the goods, i would sneak away.

if you want me to listen to you, prepare for me to go out and do business, so i can get a sense of what's happening everywhere." when the merchant saw his son, he had to go out to do business, and said to his wife: “the son asked me to prepare his goods and let him go out to do business.

in my opinion, it's not a good thing to leave the country." "what's wrong with him going out to do business? this is the custom of businessmen.

the children of merchants are proud to go out and make money.” “many businessmen are poor, and they have to leave their homes to make a lot of money.

as for my money, it's enough." “there is nothing wrong with a little more wealth, and if you don't answer his request, i'll take the money from my private room and prepare the goods for him.” “he was so young to travel, and i was afraid something terrible would happen.” “it is a good thing that we should not stand in the way of our son.

otherwise, it would be humiliating for him to go out behind his back and we will not find him.” the merchants found the wife ' s words justified by the fact that she had sent 70,000 gold coins to her son to prepare the goods, while the merchant ' s wife had given him 40 precious stones.

the minimum price of these stones is 500 gold coins.

she said to her son: “o son, take this bag of stones and it will do you good if you have to.” mallen shamy hangs a bag of stones in his waist, carries goods, leaves his parents and leaves for basra.

he travelled unstoppably and was unfortunately robbed by bandits when only one day remained to basra.

his clothes were stripped and his followers were killed, and his blood fell in the dead.

the robbers thought he was dead, robbed the cargo, scattered.

after the robbers had taken off, mallen shamy climbed up from a pile of dead people and discovered that the goods had been looted, leaving only the bag of stones hanging between his waists.

after mourning, he continued his journey and finally arrived in basra city.

it's a coincidence.

he went to basrait was on friday, when the city was silent and invisible, exactly the same as the scavenger.

there was no one on the street, the store was full of all kinds of goods, the doors and windows were open, and he went into a restaurant, fed a meal, then walked down the street and visited the street.

at that point, when the noise came, he immediately hid in a shop and saw the girls as they passed by.

after the girls had gone, people gradually appeared on the streets, then more and more, and more and more, and the river was flowing.

the whole city is alive and lively.

mallen shammeh found a jewelry store and sold a gem for a thousand gold coins as a cost of living.

he spent the first night in town.

and the next day, melon shamy went to the bath and took a clean and fresh look, dressed like a beautiful moon.

he then sold four gemstones at a price of 4,000 gold coins, equipped himself with a few gorgeous outfits, dressed up, and came to the streets and visited the market.

when he passed by a barber shop, he went in to cut his hair, and talked to the barber: "old man, i'm from out of town.

yesterday i came to the city to see that there was no one in the city, and then i saw a group of girls, one of whom was a very beautiful woman, riding a horse, surrounded by the rest of the girls, walking slowly through the street.” "boy, did you talk to anyone about this?" the barber asked.

"no." "kids, be careful not to mention it.

because people like to chew their tongues, they've got 10 or 10 secrets.

you're young and you don't know the world.

i'm afraid they'll hurt you if your words are passed on to the woman.

you know, kid, nobody's ever seen anything like that before, much less the outsiders.

as for the inhabitants of the city of basra, they are dying of this scourge.

since, between friday and friday, people had to tie their cats and dogs early in the morning to keep them from running around, all residents had to close the doors and windows of the house and avoid the mosque.

no one is allowed to walk in the streets, let alone peek through windows.

why? no one knows.

but, son, i asked my wife this evening, because he was a midwife, often delivered to someone of high moral character, and went to and from their house, so he was well informed and knew all that had happened in the city.

if allah wants to come back tomorrow, i'll tell you what i'm hearing from my wife." according to the barber, mallen shamy was very pleased to take out a gold coin and hand it over to him, saying, “older, these gold coins are my mother's.

i worship her as my biological mother.” then he pulled out another one and handed it to the barber, and he said, "this is my kindness to your uncle." "sit here for a moment, son, and i'll ask my wife and tell you the truth." and the barber told him to wait for him in the shop, to go home and talk to his wife about what happened to him, and said, "i hope you tell the truthi'll sue the rich man's son.

he was generous and generous, and if we told him the truth, he would do us more good.” "you go and bring him.

you told him i greeted him and asked him to come to our house and listen to me.

i'll let him go." the hairdresser, as his wife said, ran back to the shop, and met mallen sharma sitting there waiting for herself, and said, "boy, come on! come with me to my wife, she'll make you happy." so he took mallen shamy home and introduced him to his wife.

the midwife received mallen shamy with enthusiasm and kindness.

please sit down.

mallen shamy gave her a hundred gold coins and said, "mama, please tell me who the girl is." “kids, let me tell you, the former king of india gave king basra a gem, and king basra was going to drill a hole in it, and he summoned many jewel merchants into the palace and said, `i want you to drill a hole in it for me.

whoever drills, we will give him, and i will suffice him for whatever he wishes.

but if anyone breaks this jewel, i will execute him.

look at me, the jewel merchant, and i see you, all very scared, and say, "your majesty, the precious stones are frayed and fracky, so none of us can guarantee the successful completion of our mission, and there is a great chance of breaking them, and ask his majesty not to put us, the incompetent ones, in danger.

only our leader, who has the best skills, can drill this gem.

"who is your leader?" 'the king asks.

"his name is ilby, and he's a great smith in our industry.

your majesty, give him the drill.

`the king accepted their opinion and put forward the same conditions, calling for the drilling of the hole for him.

the king was very satisfied that he had drilled a hole in the jewels, as he had been instructed by the king, and said, "what kind of reward do you want?" ‘insist your majesty to postpone the reward period and allow me to seek it again tomorrow.’ `it was because he wanted to consult with his wife and asked her to postpone the reward.

' his wife was the one you saw, the girl who was surrounded by girls.

he was madly in love with her, and also because he was overly fond of her, he had to ask his wife first for advice and consultation on everything, and he therefore asked the king to postpone the reward period.

when he came home, he said to his wife, "the king promised me because i drilled a hole in a jewel he loved.

i implore you to postpone the reward period.

tell me what you want, and i can ask the king to meet your wishes.

"our family is rich and we've spent our lives.

if you are sincere to me, then i hope that the king will make a ban on the city's inhabitants to go to the mosque every two hours before friday, noon, or to hide in their own homes and close their homes, and that they will not be allowed to stay in the streets, and that the shops in the city will have to open and that i will be able to ride with my girl in the city.

if anyone dares to peek through the doors and windows, if found, i have the right to kill himI don't know.

In this way, the King asked the King for a reward, as his wife had said, and the King responded to his request.

"What if there's no one watching the shop and there's a cat or dog? `In order not to allow the animals to destroy the utensils in the store, the King has also imposed a further ban: to tie the cats and dogs to keep them away, and to wait until the girl has finished her tour to let them go.

Since then, BR's wife has enjoyed this privilege, and every Friday, two hours in the first two hours of the afternoon, rides with her around the streets, is aggressive and has a wide field.

That's why there's no one in town." When the barber's wife spoke to Melon Sharma, she said, "You're only asking about the little girl, son? Or would you like to have a further relationship with her?" "Mother, I wanted to go out with her." "Well, what kind of capital do you have?" "There are four precious stones around me.

The first is worth 500 gold coins, the second is worth 700 gold coins, the third is worth 800 gold coins and the fourth is worth 1,000 gold coins.” "Will you take four stones for expenses?" "I have nothing to say about all the expenses." “All right, you take a diamond worth 500 gold and go to the city and find the jeweler named Elby.

He is often sitting in a shop, dressed and sarcastic, and he has a jeweler-specific tool.

Say hello to him, talk to him, and ask him to put your jewel on a gold ring, and ask him to work hard, and the ring is right in size.

You pay him twenty gold coins and reward each of the remaining craftsmen one gold coin.

Talk to him for a while, and when a beggar passes by, and you give him a gold coin to show that you are generous and not stingy, and take his affection and envy from you, and then leave.

By tomorrow, you'll have to bring a hundred gold coins to help your uncle.

He's too poor to live." "Okay, let's do it." Mallen Shamy agreed with the midwife's plan.

He rushed to the hotel, took a jewel worth 500 gold and went to the jewellery market, and by asking people, he found a shop for the jewel dealer, Irpi.

He was dressed in gorgeous and stylish clothes and was leading four craftsmen in the processing of jewellery.

He used to say hello to the craftsmen and was asked to sit down in the shop.

He took out the jewels and handed them to him and said, "Maestro, please put them on a gold ring for me.

Do it carefully, be modest and do it perfectly.” Then he took out twenty gold coins and said, "Please take the money and give you the rest of it next time." He then took out four gold coins and gave one to each of the remaining four craftsmen, winning their affection for himself, especially since Ilby preferred him more, talked to him and talked to him.

When he met a beggar who had come to beg him, he gave him every time a generous gift of gold.

The craftsmen thus admired his generosity.

The big man is a conservative, stingy manPeople.

He has also set up a set of tools in his home, and whenever he has a sophisticated plan, he hides in his own home and prevents other craftsmen from mastering his high skills.

His wife was always with him.

As long as his wife is sitting next to him, the more he works, the more he makes the artifacts, the more beautiful they are, the more valuable they are.

The other day, he was at his house grafting a gold ring for Mallen Shamay, and his wife met him and asked, "What are you doing with this jewel?" "Prepar a jewel ring.

It's worth 500 gold coins." The young man was born handsome, with a beautiful mouth like the legendary seal of St.

Sullivan, and he had police cheeks, coral-like lips, antelope necks, youthful faces, red colours, bright eyes and clean teeth.

And he's generous, he's lively." He paid tribute in a moment to the handsomeness of Mallen Shamy and to the generosity and kindness of Mellen Shamy, who blew him to heaven.

So his wife became fond of Mallen Shammeh, asking, "Does he look like me?" "He's perfect for you, and he's very similar to you.

He's about the same age as you.

If I hadn't been afraid to break your heart, I'd have said he was prettier than you." The young lady had listened to her husband's praise and, although she had not said anything, she had long since admired the young man.

He's working at the same time, and he's always complimenting him on his wife.

Finally put on the jewel ring and hand it to her.

She took it, put it on her finger.

It's perfect.

She was very interesting about it, and she said, "Honor, I love this ring, and I hope I can get it, and I won't take it off." The owner is very generous.

I'll talk to him and ask him to transfer it to me.

If he wants to sell it, I'll buy it for you; if he has other gems, I'll buy one for you.

When Mallen Shamy and I met, they went back to the hotel and stayed the night.

The next day he came to the midwife's house with a hundred gold coins, and said, "This is a hundred gold for you." The midwife told him, "Did you do what I said yesterday?" “Then you go and find Urpi immediately.

When he gave you the ring, you took it to the fingertips, and you said, "Maestro, you're wrong, the ring is small! 'If he wants to put you back together, don't answer him, and say to him, 'I will not destroy it.

Give this ring to any servant.' Then you bring out a jewel worth 700 gold coins and say to him, "Take this jewel and make me another one, which is worth more than that." At the same time, you have to give him 30 gold coins and tell him, "This is an advance payment.

Please take it and pay another one next time.

Don't forget to reward the rest of the craftsmen with two gold eachmoney, after you go back to the hotel.

bring us 200 gold coins tomorrow, waiting for me to teach you the next step." mallen shamay, who listened to the midwife, came to the bunk in arby and was asked to sit in it.

and he said, "are the rings in? " and the rings are in.

mallen shamy picked up the ring, put it to the fingertips, and threw it back to the jewel merchant, and said, "maestro! the ring is too small for my finger." "so let me make it bigger for you." "no! this gem is worth 500 gold and is not worth re-embracing." he said, "take this for me." a further 30 gold coins were then given to the jewel dealers, while two gold coins were given to each of the craftsmen.

he said to him, "when the ring is in place, you can pay for it." "no, that's what i pay you for.

i'll pay you the rest later." mallen shamy left in a hurry.

he's got a lot of respect for his generosity and straightness, as do other craftsmen.

he went home with a stone ring and said to his wife, “mama, that young man is so nice, i have never met anyone more generous and straight.

you're lucky he gave me that jewel ring.

at that time he said, "reward any servant you want." he gave a detailed account of what had happened and then he said, "i think the boy is not a son of a normal businessman, he's a royal aristocrat!" the more he praises mallen shameh, the more his wife admires and misses that strange young man.

at the end of the day, she put the stone ring on her finger, and irbi began to concentrate on the second jewel ring for mallen shamay, which was slightly larger than the first one, as the young man had ordered.

when the ring was made, his wife took it, put it on her finger, put it together with the first ring, and said, "how beautiful do i look in the house? if both rings were my own, it would be wonderful!" if i'm lucky, maybe i'll buy you a second ring." the next day, mallen shamay went to the midwife ' s house and sent her 200 gold coins.

the wife said to him, "go and find ilby! when he gave you the ring, you put it on your finger, and you took it off, and you said to him, "it's wrong again, master! the ring is big, you're a famous jeweler, and if you put it on my finger, maybe there's no problem.

then you take out a jewel worth 1,000 gold and say to him, "take this jewel and put it back on me, and the ring will be given to your servant." at the same time, you give him 40 gold coins and three gold coins for each craftsman, and you say to him, "this is the prepaid work, the rest of it, and i'll give it to you later.

'then look how he answers you.

your unclefather can't afford to die, so tomorrow you bring 300 gold to feed him." mallen shammeh promised to go straight to the jewelry market for a moment.

he smiled and greeted him with enthusiasm, and asked him to sit down and show him a nice ring.

and he picked it up and put it on his finger, and he took it off, and he said, "i'm julia's man, and you're the famous jeweler.

you should do it by the size of my finger.

i don't think if you take my fingers, there should be any more problems.

this ring is big, and you can give it to any servant you want." then he pulls out a jewel worth a thousand gold coins and says, "put another one on this stone, as big as my finger." and i take his fingers.

mallen shammeh took another 40 gold coins and handed them to him, saying, "here, this is the carving, the rest of the work, and you'll be paid." you're so good to us." "what a small thing to say." mallen shameh sat and talked to them, when every beggar passing through received a gold coin from him.

he's a straight, generous man again.

and i went home with a diamond ring, and i said to my wife, "there's no better man than that young man who i've seen in my life!" in front of his wife, he boasted of the virtues of mallen shamy.

his wife listens more and says, "you're a human being! since you're such a great man, and you've given you two expensive jewel rings, you should use your energy to bring him together and set up a table and drink to make him feel better and to deepen your friendship with him.

if you like him and appreciate him, he'll come to our house more often than that.

if you don't invite him to dinner, i'll be the only one to invite him, treat him and make him my guest.” "do you think i'm the kind of guy who doesn't pull a dime? "you don't have nothing but to be human." why don't you invite him to dinner tomorrow night? if he doesn't come, then you'll force him to take a common vow of repudiation." he listened to his wife and immediately put his whole heart and soul into her work.

on the third day, mallen shamy brought 300 gold coins to meet the midwife.

the midwife took the money and said to him, "it's time for dinner tonight.

if he asks you, you stay at his house.

tell me tomorrow what happened, bring 400 gold to save your uncle." mallen shamy has plenty of money.

when the money is spent, you sell the stones to keep it.

on instructions from the midwife, he went to the gem store without interruption.

he greets him with respect, embraces him warmly, gives him a seat, puts on a nice ringshow him.

he took the ring on his hand, and it was perfect, so he said, "my lord, may allah bless you, the ring is perfect, but i am not satisfied with the stone of the ring, and i have better." this ring is for your servant." he said, "i'm sorry to bother you so much by taking your salary." "what's the trouble you've given us for so much? we have forged deep friendships that are difficult to reconcile.

swear to allah that you must come to my house tonight for dinner, so i can rest in peace.” "okay, i'll do it.

but i have to go back to the hotel and say hello before the servants wait for me." "where do you live?" "i live in a big hotel." mallen shamy told him the name of the hotel.

"i'll meet you at the hotel." "yes." mallen shamy answered and returned.

he feared that he would go home alone and be reprimanded by his wife, and waited until dusk before he came to the hotel to bring him to his home with him, and asked him to come to the beautiful living room and talk with him.

his wife saw the appearance of mallen shammeh, filled with love.

he spent a few days with mallen shamy, had dinner together, then had a drink and then had coffee.

when they finished their prayers at night, they drank of two cups of fruits from the maid, and they fell asleep in a trance.

at dawn, the hostess gave the maid something like a snout so they could smell it in front of their noses.

after a few sneezes, they woke up.

the maid said, “my lord, it's morning prayer time.

please rise and pray.” they then bring the noodles and the copper pots for them to wash.

"mafus, i should have left early to sleep over." mellen shamy said.

"friends, i've been sleeping in this living room, and it's been a long time since i slept." "you're right.

the bassarah girl fooled her husband, the servant came to dinner, and when the guest had breakfast with him, and he got up and went out, his wife snuck into the living room and said to melon shame, "i can't afford to spend a day here, but i can't afford to spend a month.

except that we may remain together forever and be partners.

of course, it's not easy.

just bear with it.

when i think of a way in which no one will be vigilant, and my husband will be fooled and he will doubt me, he will give me a break, and i and you will be able to fly away from here to be a loving couple.

and we shall take away all his money and leave him empty.

but you have to do exactly what i tell you." "i get it.

everything you say." mallen shamy agrees with her plan.

"go back first.

if my husband comes to the hotel again, you say to him, "it's a man who stinks, has a lot of company and is generous."People and stingy people will be equally disgusting.

Why do I always bother the house and let you sleep in the living room with me every day? Even if you don't care, your wife will be upset about it.

If you're going out with me in good faith, you might as well block a house next door to your house, let me live in it and be a neighbour, then you can come to my house and talk about it at night, and I can talk about it at night.

'This is the most thoughtful plan.

He'll have to talk to me if you suggest it.

I'll tell him to quit the neighbors because we rented the house.

When did you move next door? Go! Do what I tell you." "Okay, just listen to you." Upon his return, Mallen Shamy left him, went straight to the midwife's house, recounted the story and the little lady's arrangement, and finally asked, “Do you have a better way to get me to her?” "Boy, I'm a poor ass." Mallen Shamy broke up with the midwife and returned to the hotel.

And the next evening, he went to the hotel and asked him to eat, and he said, "I'm sorry, I can't go to your house." I appreciate you, I like to go out with you, for God's sake.

“If you want to spend a lot of time with me and keep this close friendship for a long time, it would be best to rent me a house next door to your house and let me move there, and you can come to my house and talk to me, and I'll always be there.

Of course I can talk to you at your place late at night, and then go home and sleep." "The house next to me is my property.

You've been with me all night, and tomorrow I'll make up the house so you can move in." He said he was taking Mallen Shamy home.

After dinner, after the week, they drank two glasses of wine from his wife's maid, and the one that Irby drank contained an anaesthetic and slept like a dead man; Melon Shame drank without medication and was sober.

The young lady took advantage of her husband's sleep and came out to meet him.

We'll have a good time together till dawn.

Early the following morning, Irby woke up from a dream and found the next tenant, dismissed the tenant on the pretext that he needed the house, vacated the house and moved Melon Shamy into it.

That night, he went back to bed with Mallen Shamy after he had spoken with him in the middle of the night.

When Mallen Shamay moved in, the landlady brought in an intelligent construction craftsman, who was given a lot of money to dig a tunnel from her house, straight to the house of Mellen Shamai and lay floors.

It's very convenient for them to get around.

After the tunnel was dug, she drilled out of the tunnel, held two bags of money and suddenly appeared in front of Melon Shameh.

"Where did you come from?" Mallen Shamy asked with surprise.

She pointed the tunnel to Mallen Shamay and said, "Take his two bags." So she sat down gently with Mallen Shamy and had fun until the morning of the next day.

She said, "Wait, I'll wake him up.

Get rid of himlet's go.

i'll be right back." the young lady returned to her home, woke her husband up, waited for him to get up and wash up, and went to church with him before sending him away.

she took four bags of coins, came from the tunnel to the house of mallen shamay, gave them to him for collection, and then they sat and laughed, and they broke up.

in the evening, melon shammeh returned from the city and saw 10 more bags of gold and silver jewellery and other belongings in the house.

he's just packed up, and i'm on his way to his house, drinking and talking.

as usual, the maid offers a drink.

he drank and, as usual, fell to the ground, and melon shamy had nothing to do with it.

at that point, the young woman appeared before him and spoke with him with all her heart, and she instructed the maid to transport the gold and silver from the tunnel to the house of melon shameh, where she continued to laugh.

the maid was busy, moving things all night.

at dawn, the young lady asked the maid to wake the master, who had had coffee and broke up.

on the third day, the young lady, who spent 500 gold coins on her husband's hand, made it with fine crafts, and for many years treasured and sold a short sword to melon shamy, said, “you hang this short sword between your waists and walk in front of my husband, pull it out in front of him, show him, tell him you bought it today and ask him if it's precious.

of course he knows the stuff, but he's embarrassed to say it's his thing.

if she asks how much you spent, where she bought it.

say thou art upon two sword-fighting men, one of whom said unto his companion: i shall make an appointment with my mistress, who shall give me a silver coin every time she meeteth.

today she gave me her husband's short sword because of her tight hands, and i want to sell it for a good price.

'you said you loved the sword, and when you heard it, you asked him, 'can you sell it to me? he said, "of course.

'so you spent 300 gold coins on this deal.

ask my husband how much this sword is worth and wait to see how he reacts.

if you talk to him for a second, you'll find an excuse to come and see me.

i'll wait for you at the tunnel door.” "i get it.

i'll do what you say." mallen shammeh promised to hang his sword between his waists in haste and to get to the arpis.

he was warmly welcomed, and asked him to sit down, and suddenly he saw a short sword in his waist, and wondered, “how did i end up with this short sword?” "i must find out whether this sword is mine or another sword similar to my short sword." at this point, mallen shammeh took the short sword and handed it to irbi, saying, "look at this short sword, master.

he took the short sword and looked at it with clarity, but he was embarrassed to say it was his short sword and hesitated to explore it: "where did you buy it?" mallen shamy told me what the little lady taught me.

and i've heard it, and i've been distracted to say, "it's a good deal to buy this sword at this price, and it's worth 500 gold.

and now he..he was angry in his chest, without a single hand, thinking about the short sword, and he didn't even hear a word of it.

he felt like he was being tortured, his body shuddered and lost his mind.

mallen shamy saw his awkward state of mind and said, "you may be too busy for me to leave." he then left the shop and rushed home.

the young lady had been waiting at the tunnel, and he asked, "did you do what i had to do?" “he says it's a good price.

it's worth at least 500 gold.

he was a mess, so i made an excuse.

i don't know what will happen." "give me the sword.

he won't blame you." the young lady took the short sword, rushed back to her home, set it as it was, and sat there in a comfortable manner.

the more he tried to get suspicious in the shop, the more he went, the more he went, the more he went, the more he went, the more he went, the more he went, and the more he went, the more he went, the more he went, the more he went, the more he went, the more he went, the more he went, the more he went, the more he went, the more he went, the more he went, the more he went, the more he went, the more he went, the more he went, the more he went, the more he went, the more he went, the more he went, the more he went, the more he went, the more he went, the more he went, the more he went, the more he went, the more he went, the more he went, the more he went, the more he went, the more he went, the more he went, the more he went, the more he went, the more he went, the more he went, the more he went, the more he went, the more he went, and the more he went, the more he went, the more he went, the more he went, the more he he then stood up, fell back to his house, breathed heavily and came to his wife with no breath.

"homekeeper, what's wrong with you?" his wife asks unwittingly.

"where's my short sword?" "in the box." she said, "oh, my god! did you come back after a fight? "let me see the short sword." "you swear not to take it to kill, i will show it to you." i swear to god, the little lady opens the box and takes the short sword.

he took the short sword and looked over and over, and he said, "that's weird!" then he said to his wife, "seize it as it is." "tell me what's going on?" the wife asked him.

“i saw our merchant friend with a short sword in his waist, just like this.” then he took the conversation of mallen shamy to her, and he said, "i saw the sword put in the box, and my doubt faded away." "so what do you think i am? am i the mistress of the swordfighter? did i give him the short sword?" “to be honest, i was so skeptical, but now everything is clear.

i'm thinking too much." i feel guilty when i see my wife complaining about me, and i whisper to her.

when she calms down, she goes back to work.

the next day, the little lady brought to melon shammeh a perfectly decorated silver watch for her husband, and said, “you go back to the clerk, find him, tell him you're running over the sword, and you're selling it.

say: 'he said this was from his mistress, and you bought it with 58 gold coins.' 'you show him, you ask him if he's going to win, you watch his reaction and you come to me." mallen shamy, at the little lady's behest, came back to play at the arby's.

and he looked at the silver watch, and he said, "that's where it startsIt's worth 700 gold coins." After he had doubts about it, Mallen Shamejan left, rushed home and returned his watch to the little lady.

They just broke up and he ran home.

"Where's my watch?" He asked his wife.

"Isn't it in the box?" The wife replied with a sense of humor.

"Give it to me!" The wife took the watch, gave it to him, and he took it, and he lamented, "How did this happen? I hope the great Allah will be saved." "Man, why didn't you say so? Tell me what's going on." "What am I supposed to say? I'm completely confused.

Honey! The first time I saw a trader's friend with a short sword on his waist, I clearly and clearly recognized it as my short sword, because I had created it, and it was the best in the world.

I heard him say the story of the short sword, and I was in deep pain, and I came home, and I saw his short sword well, and I found his heart at rest.

But today I saw him with a silver watch, and the silver watch, which was in a stupor, was definitely my own craft, and could not find a second one.

I listened to the history of the table, and I felt so sad.

Now I'm really confused.

What kind of disaster will fall on my head?" "So I'm the mistress of the businessman, the mistress? I gave him your property, baby! Don't you believe in my virginity and come to question me? If I can't find a silver watch and a short sword, then I'm going to commit adultery with him! Master, since you do not trust me, why should I live with you as your husband? I tell you, I'm sick of you." He regretted not being able to speak to his wife in her own right, but to apologize to her in a quiet manner and patiently comfort her until she returned to the bunk.

But she's been restless, her doubts have increased, and she's speculating in truth and falsehood and trying to figure out what's going on.

He sat on his back like a needle in a bunk, and did not return to his home until the evening when he was alone.

"Why isn't the businessman here?" The wife asked him.

"In his own house." "Are you lost?" "Swear to Allah that I hate to touch him after what happened." "Go! For my sake, ask him to sit with you." He followed his wife's orders and came to Mallen Shamy's house as if he was bored.

Melon Shamy asked, "Why don't you say anything? What are you thinking?" Let's go talk to my house." Mallen Shamy turned him down.

He was strongly persuaded to bring Mallen Shamy home, to eat and chat.

He has been mired in his own fears, and has been talking to Melon Shamy.

As usual, the maid gave her a drink, after which the host fell asleep, and only Melon Shame was sober as he had not been drugged.

And then the little lady appeared in front of Melon Shameh and said, "What do you think of this drunk, two-legged beasthe doesn't know anything about women's tricks, and i'm going to keep lying to him until he gives me up and doesn't want me.

tomorrow i'll dress like a maid and follow you to his bunk.

you told him that when you went to the hotel, i bought a thousand gold coins and made him see if i was worth it.

then i will lift the veil and show him, and you will take me away.

i'll go right back through the tunnel and you'll just wait to see what's good." after she said that, she and i had been making love.

at dawn, she returned to her room and sent the maid to the living room to wake the master.

the guest had another morning prayer, breakfast and coffee, and then broke up.

shortly after his return to his home, the little lady was packed and dressed, and came from the tunnel to the house of melon shamy, as planned, and both came to the shop, greeted him and sat down together.

"mallan shamae said, "i went to the hotel today, and i found this maid in the hands of the agent there, and i was very fond of her, and i bought her a thousand gold coins, so would you look for me? he said he'd unmask the little lady's veil.

he opened his eyes and looked at his wife, who was so soft and polished that she was dressed exactly like she was at home.

her face, her clothing and all that is between her hands and her feet are clearly his wife, even though he made her jewellery.

he also saw that she was wearing the three diamond rings she had designed for mallen shamay.

in any case, he could see her as his wife at first sight.

"what's your name?" he said, "harrie." his wife's name was hari, and the maid said her name was hari, which made him even more strange.

and he turned and said, "how much did you buy her?" "you picked her up for nothing.

her ring, her clothes, her jewelry are worth more than that." “if you don't feel bad, i'm relieved.

now i'm going to take her home." mallen shamay took the little lady home, and she immediately snuck back from the tunnel to her home as if nothing had happened.

he said to himself, “i want to go home and see my wife.

if she's still at home, the maid is just like her; if she's not at home, she must be”.

so he jumped up and ran to his house, and he saw his wife wearing the dress she was wearing, and he was at home in peace and quiet, and he clapped his hands, and he said, "what's going on? may the great allah be saved." "hold on, little lady," he says, "what happened to you? you weren't like that before.

must have been with something!" "if you want me to be honest, swear you'll never get mad."the body, name, clothing and even her jewelry, the ring are identical to you.

when he asked me to admire her, i thought she was you.

i was confused.

if only we had never met the merchant, and if only he had never come to basra, and i had never been in contact with him.

it would have been so good that he had disrupted my life in peace and made me sweet and bitter.

now i'm skeptical and delusional." “look carefully.

look carefully.

maybe i'm the mistress of the merchant.

i'll go with him to see you.

"maybe i'm going to fool you in your bed with him, dressed like a maid." "what are you talking about? how could this happen?" so now i'm staying at home and you're going to knock on his door and try to sneak into his house.

if you see the handmaiden with him, she looks just like me; if the handmaidens are not with him, then i am the handmaiden with him, which proves that your suspicion of me is true." he agreed with his wife's advice and immediately ran out of the door to the neighbor's house, while the little lady rushed to the house of mallen shammeh, sat with him and told him, “get the door and let him come in and see me!" as soon as she had finished, there was a rush to knock.

"who is it?" melon shamay asked.

"it's your friend.

remember the maid you asked me to admire in the city? i think you have a good eye, but i haven't seen her clearly enough.

as soon as mallen shammai opened the door, urpi broke in and saw the little lady sitting in the house.

the little lady saw him, and he got up and kissed him in the hand, and he also kissed mallen shamy in the hand.

he didn't feel any different from his wife.

he said a few words to mallen shamy and lamented: “and allah creates everything he wants.” he then returned to his home in a state of despair, where his wife was still sitting.

he is incompetent, unable to detect his wife's conspiracies, and is unhappy.

"what do you see?" the wife asked him.

“seen the handmaiden with her master.

she's so much like you.

she's just like you." "well, it's time for you to work in the shop.

don't think, let alone speculate." "all right, forgive me! please don't put these things on your mind." he held his wife in his arms, kissed him with affection and went back to work.

as soon as he left his front leg, the little girl took four sacks on her back and snuck from the tunnel to melon shamy's house and said, “get ready to go.

don't forget your belongings.

i'll help you." mallen shamy immediately prepared everything, bought mules, palanquins, slaves, tied up the garbs, moved the property out of town, then went to see the little lady and said, “everything is ready.” “i gave you all his money, and now he has nothing。My dear, it's all about love.

I've betrayed my husband many times for you.

But say good-bye to him, and tell him to come home these days and tell him to count the money you owe him, see how he reacts and come back and tell me.

I tried to provoke him with all kinds of tactics, to make him angry and to let him get away with it, but it was not.

There's no other way.

We have to run away, go away and go to your hometown." “Today we have finally come true to our dream.” Mallen Shamy was filled with joy in the Protocol Division, and came up to the ecstasy and sat with him and said, “Maestro, I left home three days later.

Now I'm coming to you to quit your job, to ask you to count the house money I owe you, to pay you, and to clear the debt.” "What are you talking about? You took care of me and swore to Allah that I would not take your share of the money.

You lived in my house.

We were proud.

If God would allow me, I would do my best to stop you from staying here and meeting your relatives and friends.” He said, "Let's go, let's go, let's cry and wave." I closed the door and thought, "I should deliver this good friend." So he helped Melon Shamay with all kinds of chores.

Then he went to the house of Melon Shameh, where he saw the little ladies sitting in their house, greeting them with kindness, and serving them with kindness.

But he returned to his house, and saw his wife sitting in it calmly.

In the three days before Mallen Shammai left, every time he went home, he saw his wife's rules, and went to a friend's house and saw his little lady there, the situation continued, with no signs of change, and he was confused.

One day, while her husband was away, she whispered to Melon Shameh, “His family had asked me to move to you, and now he has only the maids who drink and feed.

I can't live without her.

Because she's my relative.

She's always on my side.

I was going to beat her up for that, and when my husband came home, he said he hated her and asked him not to keep her, take her away and sell her.

When he sells her, you buy her in your hand so we can take her with us.” "Okay, listen to you." The little lady beat the maid as planned.

When the maid came home, she was crying, asking why he knew that his wife had hit her, and he went to see his wife, and he said, “What the hell did this maid do to make you so angry and hit her?” "Dominus, I don't want to see this maid again.

Take her away and sell her.

Otherwise, you'll give me a break." "I sell her, I listen to you." He's going to take the maid to sell, and he's going to visit Mallen Sharma's house.

When his wife saw him go out, like an arrow in a string, she came from a tunnel to the house of Melon Shameh and hid in the sedan.

Then the BR came with the maid.

Mallen Sharma met and asked, "Who is this?"“the maid who brought us tea and water.

she doesn't follow orders and makes my wife angry.

i'm selling her." “if she upsets your wife and can't get along with her, let me keep her and let her take care of her.

and i can feel a bit of your breath from her, too." "well, take her with you." i agree.

"how much do i owe you?" mallen shamy left the maid and told the little lady: “come out now, thank you to the master.

come out and kiss his hand." her wife came out of the palanquin, kissed her husband's hand and slowly drilled back.

i'm sorry.

“i wish god to keep you safe and happy, master.

forgive me if there is anything wrong." “may allah bless you and wish you a safe journey.” he sent melon shamy away, and tears were shed.

his heart was sad, consoling and very contradictory.

it is sad because good friends have left, and they have a deep relationship, and once they have left, they remain in their hearts; and it is comforting that, as soon as he has left, the frictions between his husband and wife that are caused by him can be dispersed.

his doubts about his wife are indeed superfluous.

so he was comfortable and comfortable.

mallen shamy ran away with his wife.

out of basra, out of the suburbs, the little lady said to him, "if you want to do nothing, let's not go down the road, please take me on the road." mallen shamay took the advice of the little lady, abandoning the road and walking along the trail.

they flew from one city to another and finally entered egyptian territory in safety.

it was only then that mallen shamy wrote a letter to send home day and night.

the wealthy businessman abdullah lahaman, who does business with his colleagues, is always in his heart, thinking of his only son, who has never heard from him.

that day, as usual, when he was with his colleagues, he suddenly came in with a messenger and said to them, “my lord, who is the distinguished mr.

abdullah rahman?” "what are you looking for?" the merchants asked.

"i sent a message for his son, mallen shamy." abdullah rahanman was very happy to hear and the merchants were excited and greeted.

he took the letter and opened his mind: the children are among those who are blessed, well-being and well-being, and are well-being and well-being and well-being.

now that we have come back, we can return home in a few days and share our joy with our father.

please pay tribute to your relatives and friends.

having read the letter from mallen shamy, abdullah rahanman had learned of his son ' s whereabouts and was very happy that he would be coming back very soon, so he had dinners, guests and invited singers to sing and dance to celebrate.

then he went out of town waiting for melon shamy.

when he met him, he put his son in his arms and he was happyHappy tears, passed out.

After a while, he woke up, with his companions, surrounded his son and asked him for warmth.

The crowd surrounded his son, looking at the servants, the goods and the palanquin he brought, envied him and sent him home enthusiastically.

Returning to her home, the little lady came to see Abdullah Lahaman be born as a flower, a beautiful woman, very much in love with her, and left her in the building.

Mallen Shamy's mother was also obsessed with her face, thinking she was a princess, happy and asking who she was.

She said, "I'm your daughter-in-law." “If you are married to my son, we should have a bar, a guest and a big celebration.

Let's all be happy."