There was a king in the city of Ramuk gaon. Everyone loved him. Even the wild animals showed respect respect for him.
But most people complained that the queen did not like the king, they don't like it, they hate it. One day the words of a neighbouring town came to meet the words of Ramuk gaon.
They started talking. They talked about their husbands. " You're getting married," said excitedly, it's been. So many years, yet how happy you are. I am jealous of you too, I dwin, my husband. I am indeed a very miserable and unhappy woman.
The woman who came to meet him said," My friend, to tell you still always thinks about him.
This is a big deal you should have been jealous of me, and my husband. Because we have tacitly acknowledge each other,' You think that is true happiness in the eyes of others.