There were two merchants who had formed a bond of brotherhood. One of them had a son, while the other had no children. The brother who had a son said to the other, “Do something so you can have a daughter, and I’ll marry her to my son.” The other replied, “Pray for me so God grants me a daughter.” On a Thursday night, the brother went and made a vow and prayed. After some time, the wife of the other brother gave birth to a daughter. They symbolically cut the baby girl’s umbilical cord in the name of the boy, signifying their engagement.
Three months passed, and the boy, who was seven years old at the time, asked his mother during Ramadan festivities for a pair of earrings to give to his fiancée. His mother said, “It’s too early for that, and I don’t have any earrings.” When his father came home, the boy expressed his wish. His father bought some cakes for him to take instead. The boy went to visit his uncle’s house for the celebration.
This boy was so wise and intelligent that by the time he was fifteen, he became a close companion to the king, who couldn’t spend a moment without him. The boy’s uncle and his daughter became worried about the king’s affection for him. When the next holiday arrived, the boy asked the king for permission to visit his parents. The king agreed on the condition that he would return quickly. The boy returned home, and after the New Year’s greetings, he went to the market, bought a diamond ring, and visited his uncle’s house.
The uncle asked, “What’s to be done about this girl who is engaged to you?” The boy showed the diamond ring and said, “If this girl is mine, put this ring on her finger.” The cousin stepped forward and said, “You’re the king’s companion now. Do you even think about us anymore?” The boy replied, “I’m still the same person who, at seven years old, wanted to bring you earrings but couldn’t because my mother didn’t allow it. Now I’ve brought you a diamond ring. If you want to marry me, you’ll have to wait.”
The boy, named Asadollah, returned to the king’s court. The king’s wife had arranged for Asadollah to marry the king’s daughter, with the king’s approval. Asadollah agreed, but on the condition that the wedding be postponed for one year. The queen accepted, and the king’s daughter was officially engaged to Asadollah.
Asadollah wrote a letter to his uncle, explaining his situation and giving him the authority to marry his cousin to him. The uncle arranged for his daughter’s marriage to Asadollah. Two days after the New Year, the king planned a hunting trip, but Asadollah feigned a stomach ache to stay behind, saying he would join later when he felt better. That evening, he went to his father’s house and secretly married his cousin. For three days, he pretended to be ill during the day and visited his cousin at night. On the fourth day, he returned to the king’s court and joined the hunt.
A year passed, and the time came for Asadollah’s wedding to the king’s daughter. The city was decorated for seven days and nights, and on the seventh night, the king’s daughter was married to Asadollah. Some time later, the king fell ill and named Asadollah as his successor. Coins were minted in Asadollah’s name.
When the cousin saw the coins of the new king, she became worried, thinking that Asadollah would no longer care for her because of his position. A few days later, the new king summoned his father and said, “Behind the palace, there’s an old, ruined place. Rebuild it into a house and connect it to the palace with a passage.” The father asked why, and Asadollah explained that it wouldn’t be appropriate for him to visit their house anymore, so he wanted them to move closer so they could still see their son. The house was built, and Asadollah’s parents moved in. Asadollah visited them every day.
One day, Asadollah secretly went to his father’s house. The queen followed him and, upon entering the courtyard, saw a woman more beautiful than herself walking with a child in her arms. The queen grew suspicious and thought, “Asadollah doesn’t have a sister, so who is this woman?” She said nothing at the time, but that night, she asked Asadollah about the woman. Asadollah replied, “She’s my cousin.” The queen asked, “Is she a guest?” Asadollah answered, “No, she lives there.” The queen then asked, “Is she your wife?” Asadollah said, “Even if she is, what does that take away from you?”
Asadollah explained everything to the queen, telling her that he had married his cousin before his marriage to her. The king’s daughter accepted the situation, befriended the cousin, and allowed Asadollah to visit her twice a week.