The day after this visit on 16th of June, at the same hour that the preparations for the engagement were underway, Enayat and 5 other Baha’i men were called in on the pretence of taking them to the courthouse. Instead they were taken for execution to Abdullah Mesgar Barraks, known as Chowgan Square.

Two days later, on the 18th of June, the family received the news of execution at around 9am. A friend and family member had arrived to break the news that Enayat and 5 other Baha’i men had been executed.

We were all very sad. Rozita kept saying, my Baba, my dear Baba and sat on the floor where she was standing and started to cry.

The family went to the official prison’s medical place where they usually keep the corpses hoping to have a chance to get the body for burial. Unfortunately even this was denied. Then they were content to just see the bodies but were even deinied of this this chance. Finally after some persuasion they allowed the immediate family members only a few minutes to visit the corpses. Rozita describes that viewing:

“They opened the morgue, which was a 3x4 meter room. Those innocent corpses were placed in two rows. I recognized Baba’s body from a distance. I had never seen a dead body before and had never been in such a place, but here was my father’s body in this strange place, I was confused, baffled and could not feel myself. I reached Baba’s body, I sat beside it and kept saying, O God, O Blessed Beauty, this is my Baba, and tears were rolling down. When I kissed Baba, his skin was very dry and it would not budge when touched. I patted his face, and could not believe how swollen were his face and whole body, one could not even see the trace of the noose. His chest was high, as if saying he had gone through with firm determination, his hands were laid near him and he looked calm. He had a checkered blue shirt and gray trousers on. He had no shoes, not even the prison slipper or socks. He had a tender smile on his lips. I left the morgue while I was shivering.”

Later that Saturday afternoon, it was the usual visiting day to see Ezzat and Roya. Rozita had the unimaginable task of breaking the news to her mother and sister. Rozita was still upset about how she is going to tell her kind mother of the news of the execution of her father. She thought her mother would never be able to endure this news. She describes the visit in this way:

“From the faces of the prisoners, one could guess if they were happy or not. When they entered, they were all laughing and seemed happier than before. Even though I was trying to control myself, I started crying. Roya pointed to my engagement ring and said congratulations, and I shed tears. She asked: “Rosi what happened?”  Before the microphones were connected, using sign language, I made her understand that Baba was martyred. Roya asked with surprise: “are you serious?” I nodded, yes. Tears welled in her eyes and with a heavenly smile, pressed her hand on her heart and said, Thank God. And I looked at her with wonder. Mamman noticed Roya and asked her what has happened. Roya placed her hand on her shoulder and told her. Mamman whispered: Elahi Bemiram (O God, let me die). Then Roya told her something that I did not understand. Mamman faced me and said: “Don’t worry at all, it is not important.” 

I was going insane from wonder at this steadfastness, thinking to myself, is she my mother. Then the microphones were connected and she asked, when did this happen. I said, Thursday night. She responded:

“I knew it, and I have done my crying. I had a dream that we were together with Baba in a place; we will also go one of these days, today, tomorrow. We have come here for this. Don’t you worry at all; I wish you a happy life and leave you to God.” 

I was just crying, of course crying for me, because my mother did not even shed a single tear. I told myself, O Blessed Beauty, what have you created? What have you done?

Then I told Roya that I have seen Baba’s body and told her that Baba had a smile on. We promised each other that the same way that Baba was strong, we should also be strong, and smile the same way that he had a smile on. Roya told me that once they had taken Mamman for execution, and since they were thinking Baba had been there as well, Roya had detached herself from them. She was continuously trying to pacify us and told Zandai joon: “Be strong, why are you crying.” At the end of visit, she said, “Rosi, hold your ring high, the girls want to see it”. When the visit ended and I said good bye, everyone (the prisoners’ families) were saying, we should look at them hard, since it could be the last time we are seeing them. I was crying and Roya told me with a smile, “Don’t cry, you promised”, and O God, they were radiating, the twinkle in their eyes, and they were walking with such pride, such patience, what tranquility. They went, left me to God and wished me happiness. O God, if this is happiness that I have, what did they achieve, what did they see that they left so detached from this world and whatever therein.