Make it with pain, because I am your follower , do not look at anyone who knows you, if you are killed, do not say that I was killed, thank you that I am your blood... My heart is alive for your grief , it is a stranger to your grief, it is a kindness that your grief does to my heart, otherwise my missed heart is the place of your grief ... I came again and sat in front of you, I entered the ihram of circumambulation around Kuwait, I made every covenant I made with myself without you, because I saw on you that I broke them all.
