Everyone loves everyone. And the sultan of that-caliph Haroon-al-Rashid is even better. Kindness sea. Nobody would ever turn away from him. If you live in heaven on earth, he is Baghdad. Let's go there, we'll go there. There you will meet many ideal people of Islam. Finding a deeper theory about Islam from them.

Do not hesitate, let's get out early in the morning. There are houses like my palace. Whatever the riches are, we will leave ours. In Baghdad I have a reputation for fame. People make me happy You too I did not do so Because of that, you may not find anyone else because you get it. Let's go to Baghdad and we'll build a house, write heaven. You will be the owner of Malancha I will be your favorite Such is the will of Allah. If not, why not go to the unknown sea or go to the sea, or read why? And why not take the name of this boat known to the port. Everything is destiny. Did you not see this city?

Listen, Junk, Shah Razad started speaking, Zubaida then in love with Shahjad, Dogmug. That night, there was nothing to do against the will and unwillingness of the favored young man. Zubaida did not give to the caliph how he had spent the whole night. I do not know or can not give it, I do not know. At the end of a few short messages, what he did not receive or did not receive in the last night was not told in his reply. Guess what may happen.
In the morning, Zubaida was sleeping on the feet of the young man.

The story begins with Jubaida:

I got up in the morning to wake up. The palace is valuable, wealthy, as much as I have a lot of potla auctioned auction. With Shahzada returning to the ship, I saw Kaptan, my grandmother and everyone else sitting in great excitement. Smiling at me looked at their face. Didi asked, what happened to you Why not turn back tomorrow? And who is it?