Zulfikar:Why are we not having this wedding in the spring?
Ahmet: There are no more springs for me Zulfikar. There won't be any.
Ahmet: Our wedding Kosem. I am freeing you.
Kosem: You have gifted me the world Ahmet!
Ahmet: I won't die, I will get over this illness.
Cennet: Our Hunkar is very ill...his condition is grave
Kosem: The illness has progressed, you can only hold on for another couple of weeks
Ahmet: I entrust Kosem and my children to your safekeeping
Ahmet: Oh Allah, if this illness will bring me to You, I am willing. Death will be sweet when you take my soul.