Well done.

This is very delicious. Is it a new recipe?

It is your usual food, your highness. We only added a small amount of love and affection.

I did not know that love and affection could make food taste this good. This is from the good favor of my gods and my lady Zuleikha.

And why did you not taste them in our food before?

Because Yusuf was not here before.

Yuzarsif, do you possess knowledge of magic that enables you to win people's hearts?

Is it evening?

No, my lady. And what is magic? He only follows the path of love and kindness; he has no need for magic.

In addition to his presence in the palace kitchen, he will be the personal attendant.

What happened?

I worked hard to become the personal chef for Potiphar's table.

I endured many years of servitude to win the favor of the ruler, and now this Hebrew boy has come.

He deceives me and turns my world upside down. I can't bear it anymore.

Yuzarsif is not guilty. Potiphar made the decision, and Yuzarsif cannot disobey the orders of the ruler, Potiphar.

What should I do? They will dismiss me to work in agriculture in the desert.

Or to work in the mines. I advise you to seize the first opportunity and speak to Zarsif yourself.

Hunayfar is also not bad. May your problem be resolved.

Start collecting the food dishes.

Are you just going to stand there and watch?

Come and help us with the work.

Yousuf has become the one in charge of the food and preparing the table for the ruler, Potiphar.

I'm no longer allowed to interfere. Did I do something that upset you?

As if you don't know since you came to the palace.

And you are destroying everything I built over the years. If only you knew the suffering I endured to deserve the position of supervisor. He fears they will send him to the papyrus farms.

Or to the stone mines.

So may Allah pardon me.

So forgive me if I have wronged you unintentionally.

I will do my best to make it up to you.

Please don't worry.

Of high status.

My lady Zuleikha has arrived.

The respected priest came to speak to us? How unfortunate.

That it has come to the point where a small boy holds the fate of the temple.

I think the one who conveyed the news to you exaggerated in what he reported.

This boy is a foreigner, and his behavior shows that he harbors enmity and hatred towards our gods. I ask you not to allow him to be involved in the affairs of the court of the dear one of Egypt.

Yousersif is nothing but a boy, so what enmity would he have towards our gods?

You know how much I love our great gods.

So do not let doubt enter your heart that their enemies have not set foot in this palace. You are my lady, a goddess from the gods of the temple of Amun, and you are also one of the wives of Amun.

What is hoped from you is greater than what is hoped from others. A child is being raised who knows nothing of the temples or their gods.

I see that it is necessary for you to bring this matter up with the high-ranking Potiphar.

Alright, no problem. Your Excellency.

Did you order that a small child be entrusted to decide the food portions for those in the palace? Yuzarsif, whose job is limited to counting the portions for the departments.

From the papyrus we gave him.

We only wanted to benefit from his proficiency in reading and writing, nothing more.

Then why did he prevent the temple from receiving its food portion yesterday? He did not; rather, Yuzarsif asked about the reason that justifies five of the priests and servants of the temple

eating the food of twenty men.

By the way, this is a valid question. We used to remain silent out of respect for the gods and the priesthood of the temple.

How can the boy interfere in our affairs? The temple priests want to take both their share and the gods' shares together.

Who allowed the temple men to eat their share of the food and seize the shares of the gods?

Why are you and your peers so overweight?

While all the other workers in the palace are thin. Why?

O ruler Potiphar, you treat us and all the other slaves and servants the same.

We are servants of Amun, the god of the great and eternal gods of Egypt. The workers in this palace are slaves of Amun and serve their god as well.

The difference is that the palace servants toil and endure hardships to please their gods.

While the temple priests do not make the slightest effort for them.

Rather, they are completely devoted to eating and indulgence.

I will submit a report about this insolence to Alkhamao.

The high priest of the temple of the great god Amun.

The status of Yuzarsif with us is preserved, but it is not permissible to provoke the priests of the temple for his sake.

It is not for Yuzarsif; the conflict between the court of Egypt and the temple of Amun has its roots going back a few years.

The greed and avarice of the temple lords has become unbearable, my lady.

I have nothing to do with this matter, but as one of the goddesses of the temple of Amun.

I will make sure to raise Yuzarsif in such a way that he becomes one of the followers of Amun, not one of his enemies.

Long live the high priest in the temple of Amun, of high status, Alkhmaho.

Speak, Khufu, I am listening.

I am honored to be in your presence to ask you to excuse me.

From the duties of service in the temple of the palace of my master Potiphar.

Why? What do you think has happened?

In Potiphar's palace, Amun and his priests are being insulted and disrespected.

They are all disbelievers, especially Potiphar, who now leads them in their lack of faith.

You still haven't answered my question. What happened?

There is a Hebrew boy named Yuzarsif, who openly shows hostility to Amun and the temple priests.

He is turning everyone against us and mocking us in front of the workers and servants. I will not return to Potiphar's palace again. You are trembling in fear of a small Hebrew boy.

I thought you considered Amenhotep and Potiphar to be enemies of the temple.

I never imagined you would be too weak to face a boy. But he is not just a boy—shut up!

Enough! You should not have left the palace.

Before they realize you have left, return to the palace.

We need you most in the palace of Potiphar.

We are preparing to overthrow the rule of Amenhotep, the powerful ruler of Egypt.

Hmm, and yet one of our greatest priests is defeated by a Hebrew boy and flees from the palace.

Go! Go!

I have never seen such beauty.

How beautiful she is. Look, it's as if she walks among the angels. I wonder where they brought her from?

The table is full and splendid. Did you decorate it yourself, O Yusraseef? I learned from Siamini.

Yusraseef is a very clever boy.

Surely Yusraseef has perfected what he learned. This group at the table has made my mouth water. I could swallow an entire elephant by myself.

Thank you, Yousersif.

Does the boy Yousersif know how to read storybooks?

Yes, and I also learned stories from my father.

That's excellent. You will read to me from those storybooks.

A storyteller? Governor Potiphar usually doesn't go to sleep except after listening to a story. I no longer have the man who used to read me stories every night.

You haven't answered me, Yousersif.

Excuse me, your excellency.

What will happen to your personal reader, Sofer?

I will assign him another task. I have previously held the position of club identity.

I do not want to be the reason for Sofer's unemployment.

Can I approach the ruler Potiphar with a request?

I love you only for your kindness and the softness of your heart.

Perhaps you want to ask me to appoint both Huya and Sofer to higher positions.

At the very least, you should restore their jobs to them.

I do not wish to harm anyone or undermine his position within the court.

Do not worry at all, I will order Hunifer.

To appoint both Huya and Sofer to higher positions.

From today, you will be the keeper of my private library and my reader. Apparently, Governor Potiphar has gifted me Yuzarsif.

But in reality, he benefits greatly from him. If you are not satisfied, Yuzarsif will not accomplish any of these tasks. I was only joking with you.

Yuzarsif does any work that the master of this house wishes.

He should always be grateful to you and not take advantage of the kindness you have shown him, isn't that right?

I will remain grateful and humble before Allah, my Lord.

Come with me.

This library is like a precious treasure that requires effort to obtain.

I have read all the books in it myself.

Or the reader Sufer has read them to me.

Which book would the honorable Potiphar like me to read for him?

Tonight, read to me from this book.

It is a book that contains prophecies about the future of Egypt.

I have no knowledge of the identity of the author of this manuscript.

But what he says in it calls for our reflection.

Egypt's power is not eternal, and the oppression dominating it will not last. A day will come when the balance in Egypt will be turned upside down, and the poor and the rich will switch places.

This upheaval will happen after a bloody conflict.

Slaves will seize the palaces of their wealthy masters.

The god Amun will no longer be worshipped and will be shunned by the people.

The people will take power and turn to worship a god better than Amun.

I am telling you the truth, O Yusuf.

I do not rule out the fulfillment of the prophecies.

But how?

I do not know.

What is on your mind, Yusuf?

As for me, I know how. This will only happen

at the hands of a Messenger from the heavens or a savior sent by Allah.

Only he will be able to overthrow the throne of the oppressors and the arrogant.

And to expose Amun and with him all the claimed gods on the face of this planet.

Yes, there is no doubt that I know.

You are greater and more magnificent than you appear to us, O Yusuf.

Where did you learn these words?

I do not doubt that you are equal to the god Amun, let alone that.

That you worship him or prostrate to him.

Amun is nothing but an idol made of stone, and it is not wise for a person to be hostile to a stone.

Come and listen. He refuses to take Amun as his enemy, let alone take him as a lord to worship.

If Alkhama, the high priest, heard you mocking his god, he would hang himself immediately.

Never reveal your true beliefs to anyone.

And be extremely cautious of Zuleikha, for she is excessive in her love for Amun.

O noble one, if you please, I would like

to ask you about your deity.

In the past, I used to worship Amun.

But today.

So I do not know.

Do not reveal this in front of anyone.

I deeply despise the priests of the temple of Amun.

May I ask about the reason for this aversion?

The masters of the temples are rude and tyrannical.

They are preoccupied with achieving their own interests.

Instead of working for the benefit of the people.

Alright.

That's enough.

Go and rest.

O Allah, I ask You for goodness and kindness for all my friends.

O Allah, guide Potiphar, his wife Zuleikha, and Nemisabo.

And Hunayfar, and all of them. My Lord.

I ask You to bring happiness to the soul of my mother, Rachel.

O Allah, I ask You to inspire my father Yaqub with sabr and comfort.

Do not distance yourself from your brothers.

Take good care of yourself, my son.

Take this shirt and wear it.

I know that the pain of separation is hard for him.

Help him, O Allah, so that he can forget me.

May Allah's peace be upon Prophet Yusuf. May Allah's peace be upon the Messenger of truth and the Angel of revelation.

What are you doing, Yusuf? I will write a letter to my father Yaqub.

I want to ask the ruler Potiphar to send it to my father so he can know how I am and be reassured about me. No, Yusuf.

The time for that has not come yet. You and your father Yaqub must be patient with this separation. I wish I knew the reason.

There are many reasons, and your brothers are one of those reasons.

Tell me, Yusuf, do you want your brothers to be harmed because of you?

Answer me.

If my father finds out what they did.

He will curse them all.

And my father's curse will turn their white days black.

No. No.

I do not want any harm to come to my brothers.

If it weren't for Yusuf, we would have.

We would have sent you to the papyrus fields or some stone mines.

Yesterday, the high-ranking Potiphar complied with Yusuf's request.

And he gave me the order to appoint you to suitable positions.

And now I am asking you about the position you aspire to.

We do not know, we will be content with whatever you decide for us.

Since you are an experienced table steward.

I entrust you with the task of preparing the food for Lady Zuleikha and the honorable Potiphar.

And you are an educated man, so you will take the place of Yusuf in supervising the number of portions for the sections.

We agree.

I come to you with utmost thanks and gratitude. But Yusuf is more deserving of thanks.

Show me what you will do.

You no longer have any work in the kitchen from today. He will do it for you and save you what you used to do.

Come.

Departure, I am tired. My heart is broken.

Broken.

My children have become my enemies.

They have betrayed the amana.

Do you think I have betrayed you in the amana as well?

I couldn't, I couldn't protect Yusuf well.

I am ashamed, Rahil. I am ashamed.

I feel distressed that the wolf did not devour my son.

And since then, my fear has doubled that his brothers might have killed him.

In any case, you are watching us from the higher world.

And you know where Yusuf is now.

If Yusuf has died.

There is no doubt that he is now by your side.

Be comforted, for death has not yet come to the son of someone like Yusuf.

Peace, my brother. Peace be upon the Prophet Yaqub.

Yusuf is still alive, and the story of his death is a fabricated lie.

Are you sure? There is no death on earth that I do not know about.

Do not search for your son Yusuf among the dead, but.

Look for him elsewhere, Yaqub. Did you hear?

Your brother is still alive. The son of Yusuf did not die.

Can you tell me in which land he is?

My knowledge is limited to the world of the dead.

Who was this? The Messenger of truth.

And the Angel of Death, Azrael.

I always thought that Azrael the angel was scary.

He is not scary for everyone, my son.

I heard, Rachel, Yusuf is still alive, he did not die.

Forgive us, Rachel, it's time to return. We have to go back before sunset, come on.

Come on, my son.

Do either of you know where they are?

There is no doubt that he is at Rachel's grave. He still loves the dead Rachel more than our living mothers.

Are you still insisting on hiding what you did to your brother?

We already told you before. Do you want us to repeat what we said to you?

Won't there come a day when you stop lying?

The son of Yusuf was not eaten by the wolf, nor did death take him.

I will not forgive you unless you repent and reveal the truth of what happened.

Where did you go? We were at my mother's grave.

And there we learned that my brother Yusuf is not dead.

Did your mother Raheel tell you that your brother is not dead?

No, it was the man in the white cloak.

My father said he is the Angel of Death.

He has completely lost his mind.

His habit became wandering in the desert. You are the crazy ones! You are the liars! I despise you all!

Go, Benjamin.

My father and Benjamin speak nothing but the truth.

Why don't you agree to let them know the truth about what we did to Yusuf? You saw how our plan failed and we gained nothing from it.

I can't believe what happened. It's been a long time since Yusuf left, and our father still completely turns away from us.

Yusuf disappeared, so Benjamin took his place.

While we thought our father would turn to us.

Didn't you say you would repent when you separated Yusuf from our father Yaqub?

Fine. Isn't this the time to repent to Allah? It's too late.

We can no longer bring Yusuf back.

If our matter is exposed, we will gain nothing but our father's anger and all the people of Canaan.

If people find out what we did to our brother.

Then we will not be able to bear living as outcasts in Canaan ever again.

We will spread the rumor that he is a foreigner who has entered our land.

Say that he is hostile to our gods.

We must prepare so that Yousersif will be expelled from the palace.

How can a boy whose habit is herding camels understand the management of the affairs of Potiphar's majestic palace?

There is no doubt that a boy like this, who until recently slept on sheepskins, will become arrogant and rebellious once he feels silk and brocade on his skin.

Muriel was about to speak to the workers in the palace and warn them about the danger that Yousersif poses to them in the future.

His place is not in this palace.

My lady, I saw Yusuf last night, praying and calling upon another god.

I did not see an idol in front of him. I saw him speaking to the sky.

Alright, no problem, show me that tonight.

I will watch him closely, certainly, my lady.

What amazed me as well is that he was talking to himself like a madman.

The intelligence of Yusuf is the talk of everyone in the palace, and you? You call him mad?

Hey, you! What are you doing there? I'm pulling out the weeds.

These weeds dry out the flowers, and if I don't pull them out by the roots, they'll ruin the look of the garden. That's enough.

Finish your work and go.

User safe. User safe. It's me, where are you?

What's going on? What do you want? We decided to spy on you tonight.

Who are they? Kalima and Zuleikha, I heard them. They think you worship a god other than ours, and the priest is also planning to turn everyone against you.

I will explain more to you later, I'm going.

Why did you pull out these herbs?

I suggested it for you. For me? I don't own any cattle, so what would I do with them? No, I mean I had to pull them out for your sake.

You're repeating yourself. Ah, stop asking. I don't even know anymore why I pulled them out.

Thank you very much. One of your good deeds towards me is warning me about the plots of my enemies against me.

My Lord, I am a weak and helpless young man, and if it weren't for Your kindness to me, I would have perished for sure.

I don't know, maybe, maybe he is busy worshipping his Lord after midnight.

May Allah grant you well-being. Thank you.

It seems your decision to build the hut is for our return.

I can no longer bear living next to his children.

I have resolved to wait for Yusuf as long as I live. How long will you wait? Don't you want to continue your life? I will keep waiting until.

The day comes when Yusuf's son returns.

I will stay attached to this hut until then, and I will keep watching the road he took when he left on that fateful day.

Won't you rest a little? It's time to eat.

It's okay, I'll guide you. Benjamin, come here, my son.

Don't you think that Yuzarsif is a believer in tawhid, worshipping the One God?

No, I don't think so. But I do think he worships the God of the heavens and is hostile to the gods of Egypt. How can a boy understand the meaning of the One God?

He will follow the creed we teach him and raise him upon.

You and I, and no one else, decide what will be worshipped and what will be rejected.

Tell him about our gods and Amun, and when you visit the temple, take him with you so he can get to know Amun and the beliefs of the people of Egypt.

Prepare Yusuf and bring him to me.

Tell them to prepare the dinner carriage. I want to visit Medina.

Prepare the special royal carriage for my lady Zuleikha.

Always be like this: elegant and beautiful.

How beautiful and splendid you are this day.

It seems to me that you are ahead of your peers in growth.

Don't you agree with me, Hunifer? I can't believe that Yousersif is only eleven years old.

Today I want you to visit and get to know the temple of the god Amun. Agreed?

I am very pleased to learn about the beliefs of ancient Egypt and the customs of its people. So come with me.

Zuleikha loves Yousersif as if he were her real son, not adopted.

Stop talking and get to work.

Yusuf, come and sit here.

Can I go on foot and not ride?

Why? Do you dislike the moving throne or what?

Rather, I do not like to be carried on the shoulders of others.

Do as Lady Zuleikha commands you.

Come on, go ahead.

The West is over there.

And it is the world of the dead. We turn our dead into mummies and bury them in a Western way.

It's a strange world. We bury with our dead their clothes, food, and drink.

So they can enjoy the pleasures of life after death.

And we also bury with them a number of servants to provide them with what they want.

Do you mean that after the body decays, it can wear clothes and eat?

I knew you would ask this question. The human body decays in the afterlife unless it is turned into a mummy.

That preserves the body of the deceased, and the soul is able to return to the body again.

And when the soul returns to the body, the body comes back to life, and thus he benefits from everything that was buried with him.

Is it possible to exhume the grave to bring out the dead person who has come back to life?

Life without torment is better than clothing and food.

I don't know. Maybe that's possible.

If we're going to stand here for a long time, then ask them to bring down the mobile throne.

They are tired. No, we will leave right away. Don't worry, they are used to it.

To the temple.