After a while Wazir came and took Shahraj to the king. She looked like very beautiful with his wedding dress. But the king did not even look at him. Poisonous euphoria bursts.
The chest of Shaharaajad was lifted.
When the king entered the room with Shaharajad and closed the door, he started crying.
The king said, why are you crying beautiful? What is the fear? No fear, You are my queen now. What is your fear? Say, what do you want?
My lord, I have a small sister. I grew up with him from childhood. So it feels very sad. How can she sleep at night without me? I want to see him too.
That's it. And so what? I'm ordering right now. Bring your sister.
Dunyazad came in a few minutes. Hugging sister and clinging to the quilt. Saharajada seemed to calm him. Lay on one side of the bed.
Shahriar was lying there till. Sleep might have come. Sleep has been broken by cry. Shaharajad taken to his. His untamed virgin body began to be scattered in the thumb of his hand. Shahrajad remains silent.
After some time, she freed the body from the clutches of the king and went around beside the sister. Duniajad says, tell your funny stories, I do not sleep if I do not hear the stories. Once your story is heard, he will never forget. Do not say I heard your story every night, will not you say today?
Shaharazad said, but this is different night from before. Today I am the king's wife. Now nothing can be done without his will. But if the king wants to listen, I can tell.
The king's curiosity increases. Let's hear such funny stories. But before the morning, the story will stop. I have to sleep.
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To be continued