Speaking with the smell of linseed meant that he had a daughter, even though it was so sensitive that the anodyne smell of flax sticks in my throat and kill him.
Shortly after she became pregnant and gave birth to a child easily, as beautiful as the crescent moon, pale and delicate as moonlight.
When the Sittukhan little, so that they called him, grew up in a decade old, the son of the Sultan passed under her window, saw him and loved him, and returned to the palace of trouble.
Doctor doctor succeeded by his bed empty, but finally visited an old woman who had been sent by the caretaker's wife, and said, after careful consideration, "You are in love, or you have a friend who love you. "
"I'm in love," he replied.
"Tell me his name," he prayed, "why can not I connect to you."
"Is the show Sittukhan" he replied, and she consoled him saying. "Refresh eyes and calm your heart, for I will put you in his presence"
Then he went and looked for the girl, who was taking the air in front of his mother. After congratulating and greeting, he said, "Allah protect such beauty girl girls like you, and with these beautiful toes, learn how to spin flax;! Because it is a sight more enjoyable than a pin on the fingers of the spike. "Then he left.
Immediately, the girl went to her mother and said, "Mom, take me to the mistress."
"What lady?" asked his mother.
"Mrs. Flax," she replied.
"Do not say anything!" cried the woman. "Flax is a danger to you. Smell is fatal to the breast, a little to kill you."
But her daughter reassured her, saying, "I will not die", and both cried and insisted that his mother sent him to hear mistress.
The white girl stood there for a day, learning to do, and his friends marveled at its beauty and the beauty of your fingers. But when a piece of flax entered behind one of his nails, he fell unconscious on the floor.
They believed his death and sent to his father and mother and said, "Allah prolong your days! Enjoy your daughter because she died. "
The man and his wife tore their clothes, their only loss of pleasure, and went on to win the accident the wind, to bury him. But the old meet them and said. "You are rich in folk music, and it would be a shame to give both a fair girl in the dust"
"What shall we do?" They asked, and answered: ". Build him a house in the midst of the waters of the river and on the sofa bed that you can visit him"
So they built a pavilion of marble in the bands of the river, and planted a garden in the green areas, and put the child on a bed of ivory, and often came to mourn.
What happened next?
The old man went to the king's son, who still lay sick of love, and said, ".. Come with me to see the girl, she is waiting for you, lying in a pavilion on the waves of the river "
The Prince got up and said the vizier his father came to walk with him. The two went together, and then the old pavilion. Then the prince said: "Wait for me outside the door, because not long."
He entered the hall and began to cry ivory bed recalled the verses praising her beauty. He took her hand and kissed it, as he stretched his thin white fingers in his own, he noticed a piece of linen left behind one of his nails. He pondered this, and gently pulled it out.
As soon as she released her weak, and sat down, when the bed of ivory. He smiled at the prince, and whispered: "Where am I"
"You are with me," he replied, as he pressed the all against him. He kissed her and lay with him, and stayed together for forty days and forty nights. Then the prince took leave of his love, saying: ". Vizier waiting outside my door, I take him back to the palace, and then return."
He found the Wazir and walked with him through the garden toward the door, until he was greeted by the white roses grow jasmine. The sight of these moved and he said to his companion: ". The roses and jasmine are white with pale cheeks Sittukhan Wait here for three more days, while I watch the cheeks Sittukhan "
He came to the pavilion again and stayed three days Sittukhan, admiring the white roses and jasmine in her cheeks.
Then he joined the Wazir and walked with him through the garden toward the door until the carob tree, with her long black fruit, rose to meet him. It was moved by the sight, and said, ". Carob is long and black like Bryn Sittukhan O Wazir, wait here for three days so I'll see Sittukhan eyebrows. "
He entered the pavilion again and stayed three days with the girl, admiring her perfect brows, long and black beans as pairs of suspension.
Then the Wazir returned and walked with him toward the gate, until you are born jet fountains lone rose against him. It was moved by this vision, and said the vizier, "that breathes life Sittukhan Fountain. Wait here for you in several days, when I go to watch it again when the Sittukhan life."
He went into the house and stayed three days with the girl, admiring its size, as was also the thin stream of the source.
He then joined the Vizier, and walked with him through the garden toward the door. Sittukhan But when she saw her lover to return a third time, he said, "What brings him back?" So now, she followed him down the stairs of the pavilion, and hid behind the door to the garden to see what she could see.
The prince arrived on the turn and see his face. She returned to her, pale and distracted, and said sadly: "Sittukhan, Sittukhan never see you again, never, never." Then he went with the vizier, and his mind was made to not return.
Sittukhan wandered into the garden, weeping, lonely, and regrets that he was not dead, just the truth. When he walked to the water's edge, he saw something shining in the grass outside, and instead, found the talismanic ring. He ran the cornelian engraved, and the ring spoke, saying: "Behold, here I am! What do you want?"
"O-ring, Sulaiman," Sittukhan replied: "I command the palace next to the palace of the prince who loved me, and one of my greatest beauty."
"Close your eyes and open it!" said the ring, and when the girl had done, she is in a magnificent palace, beside the palace of the prince. He looked in a mirror that was there and marveled at its beauty.
She leaned against the window until her false love to find his horse. When the prince saw her, he did not know her, but he loved her and rushed to his mother and said, "Are not you beautiful things that you can take as a gift for the lady who lives in the new palace? you can not beg at the same time, to marry me? "
"I have two pieces of royal brocade," said his mother, "I'll take it and ask your costume with them." Without an hour, visited the Queen Sittukhan, and said, ". My daughter, I beg you to accept this, and marry my son '
The girl called her black and gave the pieces of brocade, bidding his mop cut, so that the queen was angry and went home.
When the son learned that the woman was his love of cloth of gold for domestic service, he begged his mother to take some rich present, and the queen made a second visit, with a flawless emerald necklace.
"Accept this gift, my daughter, and marry my son," he said, Sittukhan replied, "O woman, your gift is accepted." And she called his slave, saying: "Have you eaten the pigeons?"
"No, ma'am," replied the slave.
"Take them these green trifles!" Sittukhan said.
When he heard this outrageous, the queen said, "You have humiliated my daughter. Now, at least, tell me if you want to marry my son or not."
"If you want to marry him," said Sittukhan, "tell him to feign death, wrap it in seven shrouds, carried in procession through the town sad, and let his people be buried in the garden of my mouth."
"I will tell him of your situation," said the Queen.
"What do you think?" Cried the mother to her son when she was returned. "If you want to marry the girl, you pretend to be dead, you will be wrapped in leaves bankruptcy in September, led the sad procession through the city, and thou shalt be buried in his garden! "
"Is that all mothers, dear?" Asked the prince with great joy. "Then you tear your clothes and mourn and mourn," My son is dead! "
The queen tore his clothes and shouted in a shrill voice to the pain, "Calamity and woe! My son is dead! "
Everyone ran to the castle and the place to see the Prince lying on the floor with the queen wept upon him, washed the body and wrapped it in leaves bankruptcy in September. While the elderly and the readers of the Koran came together and formed a procession that went throughout the city, bringing the young covered with precious shawls. Finally, they gave their burden in the garden of Sittukhan and left.
As soon as he had left, the girl who died after a piece of flax, whose cheeks were jasmine and white roses, whose eyebrows were carob two and two, whose size was thin jet of the fountain , went to the prince and unwrapped the seven winding-sheets from around him, one by one.
Thus, "Is that you?" she said. "You're ready to go very far for women, and you should be happy for them!" The prince bit his fingers in the confusion, but Sittukhan reassured and said, "It does not matter this time"
They lived together in the joy of love.
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