Target language: Engels
My dear son Neco, I greet you, kiss your eyes.You have caused me so much agony, don't forget it. I spent 26 years of my life for you, but your response shouldn't be like this. I will forget everything, forgive you. Come here for the holiday (bairam). Your mother is at death's door. Look at your aimless traveling - what's the point? That girl loves your money, not you. You will understand one day but it'll be vain. If you don't come here for bairam it'll be too late.