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Maruf Page #5
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He was jealous of your mother
from me, his own brother.
He did not see what was obvious,
but he saw the devil in this heart.
And he thought that you were not
his son, but mine.
He beat your mother for years.
Tried to make her tell the non-existent.
Tried to see the unseen. And your poor
mother was suddenly motionless.
You father would not be able to
ask her what he couldn't ask me.
And then he cut my life one day.
He killed you...
He hated me for years...
Because he thought, I was your son.
He crippled my mother and killed you.
Not all fruits are sweet when ripe.
Some have maggots in them.
him up, makes his rot.
He wants to do to me
what he thinks I did to him.
nightmare if he sleeps with Cankiz.
He thinks he will rest in peace in
his grave if he has a child from Cankiz.
But you and Cankiz can't have children!
If Cankiz is sterile, then they can't
possibly have any children.
If you are sterile,
you definitely are not my father.
The blindness of his heart stopped his mind.
He is now a soldier of darkness,
the healing stick of the devil.
He first got you married
Then he got you away and had Cankiz.
He separated you and
you lover and made you marry.
He sent you to the army.
He is now in his son Maruf's
and his brother Vahap's bed.
Committing adultery with his brother's
and his son's wedded wife.
With all the wight of
all evil and all curses...
He is destroying the good,
the pure and the beautiful.
You are lying.
You get in my mind and
make me serve you.
You are not good or nice.
You are the prince of darkness,
the devil himself from down there!
You are the one who patted me from
my lover, you wadded me to Cankiz.
If I hadn't seen you, would
I leave the mother of my child?
Would I walk into this hell?
Why am I the judge of the quarrel
between two brothers in two worlds?
Why don't you show your face to
him to get him back to his senses?
What sin did I commit to deserve
these misfortunes that follow me?
Listen to me well.
The pharaoh called Moses a liar,
And he said:
We have never destroyedWe have never been unjust
in order to give advices.
The demon is seen to my brother,
I am seen to you.
Search for yourself when you see me.
Do you want proof to your
father's malice? Take a good look.
Look deeper.
Look who comes.
Look here.
The unborn dead.
You were present to give life.
I was present to take life.
Take it, love your child.
And I knew no other place.
myself to you, in the stable.
- Get on the car.
- Yes sir.
You don't know about suffering.
You don't know about cruelty.
You only know about the living dead.
You are nothing.
You are null.
I was a son to you.
I recognised you as my elder.
You have been anything but a son.
You are mad!
You will pay for this cruelty.
The real devil, you father...
I cleansed him off his sins.
And I had. Your mother.
Listen to her own disloyalty.
And I tel you and Vahap, I had
his property screaming right here.
You can't even thing.
My uncle and Cankiz had no children.
If my uncle is sterile, I'm not his son.
If Cankiz is sterile, than I am
your only descendant, none else.
Every man is slave to his own earning.
Account well be given to him not you.
My account clear, you is not.
What if you caused, an unborn child.
To be father less?
You know it all.
You saw it all.
You couldn't say anything,
do anything and the pain vas over.
All your pain is gone.
What is clean?
What is being cleaned?
If our graves will be side by side.
If he same insect will eat our,
corpses, what can't we solve?
What is death?
What is after-death? Come uncle...
Come mother, my mother's spirit.
Say a word to your son.
Tell him what will become of him
There is no body.
Did they ever exist?
Or were they always there?
Will the fires of hell scorch my body?
Let it burn then!
There is no other way.
Either this fire will not offecct me...
And I will burn the evil with myself.
Or I will get used to fires of hell.
Oh help me God.
Either cleanse me of my sins...
Or let me save my family's honor
who grew up on these lands.
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