From the door of the house, he struck his hand forcefully and hit the man's head with the gourd. It broke on his head, and the perfume inside spilled onto his head, clothes, and face. When he smelled the foul odor, he cried out, "What is this smell?" They said to him, "You slept here tonight, and we knew this was with you. By God, if you oppose us, we will tell you." So the man woke his family, and they brought him something to wash with and perfume himself. He and his companions from the Khawakh tribe. When morning came, he brought his daughter a jar for her to sleep in. He went to her, and she did as was their custom. If he was a rich man, with servants, a daughter, and slaves, and attendants, they would allow entry to the women's quarters at night, even disguised as women. Among these events, it happened that a man from the prominent people had seven sons and one daughter, who was unique in her beauty. Many people had proposed to her, but her father refused. Time passed, and the daughter devised a plan and brought in a handsome young man of great courage. He stayed with her as long as God willed. His family missed him and did not know where he was. It happened that he brought some wine, and he drank. When he became intoxicated, he asked to leave. The daughter said to him, "Wait until night." He said, "I will not leave now," and he overcame her, and she was satisfied. Her father and brothers were sitting at the door of their house, and they sensed the young man.