One day, while a dervish was relaxing by a spring on top of a mountain, a young bride appeared before him. She lifted one of her three skirts, apparently there was something inside.
After greetings, the dervish asked the girl:.
"My child, where are you going?"
What do you have in your arms?"
The girl pointed to a field ahead:.
"My lord is working there, I am bringing him apples..."
The dervish's immaturity took over and he suddenly asked:.
"How many apples are there on your skirt?"
The bride was very surprised and a little angrily answered:.
"What kind of question is this, grandfather? Does one ever count the things they bring to their beloved?"
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Recovering, the dervish snapped the string of the rosary he was pulling incessantly in his hand with a snap of shame in............
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