He is 60, his mistress is 30: gray hair in his beard - a devil in his ribs... He accidentally eats a poisoned cake prepared by his mistress for his wife, and, having died, becomes a witness, as the soul of his lifeless body, of a conversation between his wife and mistress, who came to morgue in the hope that he is just in a coma. The souls of his deceased neighbors sarcastically comment on what is happening in the morgue. He calls on God for help, and God answers his call, helping him realize how wrong he was in cheating on his wife. And he asks God to revive him, promising him to be faithful to the woman who sincerely loves him...