The young man stopped a little. Then he pleaded for mercy and said, "You are the just judge, the sooner you appeal to me please grant my death." Otherwise, I would get more stringent punishment in Allah's court. I do not sleep at night thinking of that terrible punishment.

When I drowned the box in the water of Tigris, I returned home, my eldest son was sitting in front of the door, crying loudly. I asked, what has happened, why weep?

Crying and saying, take an apple from the mother's bed and play it. Mother could not understand, I slept. I thought the game will be finished after the closing and I will be left. But there was a tremendous Negro passing by the way. Two apples grabbed apple with my throat and danced to dance in two hands.

He understood the words, he did not dare to enter the house for the apple. Wept on the main gate and wept. He is poor, his mother is no longer in the world, he does not even know the news.

I understood the son, the mistake that I made today is no more forgiveness. Haramajada nigra baba has been utterly lying. There was no fault in Bibi. The sin of killing a innocent girl started to bite me. I and my father-in-law cry all night long.

Today, five days I have killed my wife. I could not sleep for five nights. Nobody could express the grief of mind. If you have a slight irritation or chest infection. I am guilty, my punishment is the only death. My only request to you is to kill me as soon as possible. Let me atone for my sins.