Narrator: Vafadar chirneghad
Shah Abbas provided some of the needs of the poor people and gave them to his subordinates to take care of them. The Shah's subordinates refused to give the necessities to the poor and kept them for themselves. The people also constantly complained to the king about his poverty and misery. Shah Abbas, realizing the deteriorating situation, went to the house of the poor every night in the clothes of a beggar and gave each of them a Govhar-e Shabcheraq(gem of night). One night he met several women. He said to them: Tell O Ali! and help me. They said O Ali! But O Darwish, we have nothing. Shah Abbas said: I am a stranger, give me a place to sleep. One of them said: My husband is a woodcutter and we are very poor. You can sleep in a corner of our yard. When the Dervish entered the courtyard, he saw seven or eight women coming and going. Darwish asked, "Whose are these women?" The man of the house said that they are my daughters. The woman who sheltered you is also my wife who is pregnant. Out of poverty, no one is willing to marry my daughters. The man pointed his hand and guided the dervish to the gate to sleep. In the middle of the night, the dervish (Shah Abbas) woke up to the sound of screaming and the pain of childbirth. The woman gave birth to a very beautiful girl. The woman was very upset that she gave birth her ninth daughter and was very sad. At that moment, the dervish noticed that the wall of the poor man's house had cracked, and a large man went over the baby's head, removed the cloth from her, and wrote something in the notebook in his hand and came out. At this time, Shah Abbas jumped up and took his hand and said, "Who are you?" What are you doing at this poor man's house at this time of night and what did you write in your notebook? That person said I write a destiny! What did you write? He said: I wrote in my notebook that this girl belongs to Shah Abbas. He said this and disappeared.
It was morning. The dervish asked the man: Last night God gave you a child, is it a girl or a boy? The man said a girl! The dervish (Shah Abbas) cried and begged the poor man, "I have no children. Give me this girl". I am ready to give the Govhar-e Shabcherq(gem of night equal to her weight.
When his wife heard this, she persuaded the man to give him the girl. Shah Abbas, who was afraid of the words of the destiny writer, thought to himself that it was possible that in a few years, he would become so poor and helpless and maybe he would be at the same level of this woodcutter and this baby girl should be given to him as a wife. With these confused thoughts, he went to a place where he wore his royal clothes. When he got there, he told his guard to kill the baby.
The guard took the girl away and wanted to kill her. The child grabbed his wrist and laughed. He stopped killing the child with a small tear in the skin of her abdomen. The guard returned to the king and said that he had killed her with a sword. The girl's father went to the forest to gather firewood. He heard a baby crying from a distance. He ran to her and recognized his daughter and said to himself, "What's the matter? What is she doing here?" He picked her up and ran towards the house. The woman recognized her baby and said: "We got good money and our daughter. What else do we want from God? Then she sewed the skin of the girl's abdomen and applied ointment to it. The poor man gradually amassed great wealth and became a famous businessman.
The girl grew up and she become the most beautiful and moral girl in the city. Shah Abbas, who had not yet given up helping the poor, one day reached the house of a rich businessman. The housewife threatened the dervish and told him to stay away! and told I hate all kinds of dervishes. The girl of the house called to her mother and said: Mother of all dervishes who are not bad! You have a bad memory of a dervish, you should not scare everyone! Then she told her mother to give him some bread! Darwish (Shah Abbas) saw the girl and was surprised by all her beauty and dignity. When he returned to the palace, he informed all the elders and said that he wanted to get marry with the daughter of a certain businessman. The merchant proudly gave his daughter to the king. On the night of Shah Abbas's wedding, he saw a wound on the girl's abdomen and asked her, "What is this?" The girl, who had heard the story from her mother, told it all to the king. Shah Abbas shook his head and said: Woe to me! That man has no choice but to surrender to fate. He blamed himself for how he intended to escape from destiny and why he judged so quickly.
