In one of the faraway villages a good man lived with his seven daughters in their humble house, the daughters' mother was dead, so the girls took good care of their father and housework. The man was simple in his life, but he was content, thanking God for everything, especially that he had blessed him with beautiful and skilled daughters who cared for him and he never felt lonely after the departure of his wife.

His seven daughters worked and helped their father in everything, and they never complained about the simplicity or difficulty of their lives. It was the habit of their father to go to the village market every week to buy the needs of the house, as he used to ask them what they wanted from the market, so they asked for simple things. The father loved his seven daughters very much, but The youngest girl was the most beloved to his heart because she was very young when her mother died, and she was not satisfied with her tenderness, so he took pity on her and preferred her more than his other daughters.

One day, when the father was about to go to the market as usual, he asked his youngest daughter what she wanted to bring to her from the market, and she said innocently and simply, I want a red rose so that I can plant it, my father, and smell its fragrance. Also red roses, so the father said: No. Your little sister is the one who asked for a red rose. Choose other colors, then each one asked for a different color from the other, so the colors varied between white, blue, yellow, violet, pink and orange, so the father agreed and went to the market.

The girls stayed at home after the father went. The eldest girl said, “Why does my father always prefer our little sister?” Even her requests are always answered, even though she does nothing but simple jobs. As for us, we do everything washing, cooking and cleaning, so her sisters agreed, and they began to work hard for their younger sister’s machinations. The father returned from the market and he He carries for each of his daughters a rose that she requested, so they planted it and took care of it, but the red rose was the most beautiful of them, as it had grown and ripened, and its scent was smelling from afar, so their father called his youngest daughter the red rose, which increased her sisters' hatred for her.

One day, the girls agreed to get rid of the red rose, so they asked their father to allow her to accompany them to the fields to walk and enjoy nature, but the father refused, fearing for her because she is still young and might hurt herself or fall or get lost in the forest, but the girls insisted on him and they confirm to take care of her because she is their sister The spoiled youngest, the father reluctantly agreed, especially as he saw the red rose happy for a walk with her sisters.

The girls set out to the fields singing happy, leaving their father at home while he was worried and did not know the reason for his anxiety. When the girls arrived in the fields, they played and sang and enjoyed their time among the flowers and butterflies. And they are planning to get rid of them, so one of them said, "Let's leave her here, so she gets lost and lost her way." Another said, "No, we leave her in one of the caves." Another said, "No, we take her to the forest and leave her and the wild animals prey on her."

Here the eldest girl spoke, saying neither this nor that, but we will kill her and get rid of her once and for all. The other girls said, in amazement, that we should kill her. This is something that none of us can do. The elder said, “I can!” I know that you are cowards, and here she took a large knife that she had brought with her and cut the neck of the red rose, then her sisters helped her and put her in a hole and put dirt on her as if nothing had happened despite their fear and terror of what had happened.

The girls were late to return home, which frightened their father, so he waited at the door, and when he saw them, he ran to them to check on them. He received the news as a catastrophe. He did not believe that his daughter had been kidnapped by a predator and dragged her into the forest despite the girls trying with all their might to help her, but the animal was faster and stronger and convinced him to cry and mourn for her, patience The father is over his affliction and entrusts his command to God, as if every day he waters the red rose and takes care of it as a memory of his beloved daughter, he remains sadly sitting next to her.

There in the fields where the red rose was buried, one of the shepherds was tending his sheep and when he got tired he sat down to rest on a small mound of dirt and suddenly he heard a sad moan and a weak voice saying, Shepherd, shepherd, do not spoil me, I am the red rose that they asked for my blood. To make sure he was not imagining, the same voice came back, and here he ran towards his sheep, collecting them and driving them away for fear of what he heard.

The news of the sound coming from under the dirt spread until he reached the girls’ father when he was in the market, and he asked about the place, so they told him, and he went quickly. This is his daughter, so he asked her who did this to you, and the voice fell silent, then the father knew that his daughters were the ones who did this.

So he came home and brought them all to the grave and asked each of them to sit in front of him, so they sat one after the other, and every time one sat down, the voice shouted, “Oh, my sister, my sister, do not give me the red rose that you gave my blood for.” And when the turn of the eldest girl arrived and sat on the grave, the voice shouted, “Oh, my sister.” My sister, do not slander me. I am the red rose that spilled my blood, and here the father knew that his eldest daughter was the killer of his beloved daughter, so he got angry and almost killed her.

Had it not been that the grave shook and the earth moved, and the red rose covered with its blood in the midst of everyone's astonishment, she said to her father, "No, father, God has revealed the truth, so do not harm my sister. I forgive her. It is enough that you found me and knew my way. The girls cried and confessed what they had done and asked for forgiveness from their younger sister who forgave them and her father returned with her. At home, her sisters treated her from her wounds and took care of her until she recovered, and the love between them returned, and their father returned with peace of mind for his seven daughters.