Tai koise, “Hoi.” Jitia Peter ghor te ghusi loise, Jisu taike poila kotha korise, eneka koi kene, “Tumi ki bhabe, Simon? Kun logot pora prithibi laga raja khan poisa uthai? Taikhan laga bacha khan pora na dusra khan pora?”
Amikhan ekjon biswasi maiki ke shadi kori bole amikhan laga adhikar nai naki, aru dusra apostle khan nisena, aru Probhu te bhai thaka khan, aru Cephas nisena?
Etu karone, ekjon cholawta to galti nathaka hobo lage, tai ekjon maiki laga mota hobo lage, hisab te thaka manu, dimag thaka, bhal adat, aru ghor te aha manu khan logote bhal thaki bole, sikhai dibole para manu,
Taikhan pora shadi kora to paap ase kobo aru kha luwa juntu Isor pora dise, juntu biswasi aru hosa buja khan pora khai kene dhanyavad dibole ase, eitu khan nakhai jabi kobo.