Translation (accordingly):

Regarding the people of Tétouan, yes. There were many things. Among them, like I am telling you, there was one… one that is going to die. And she says to her husband: “I need to talk to you, to tell you something.” He says: “What are you going to tell me?” She replies: “Moshito is not yours.” He says: “What do you mean Moshito is not mine?” She says: “Do you remember that one night when the handsome officer came by? I gave him money and slept with him. And Moshito is his.” Husband: “The money you gave him. Whose money was it?” she says: “Yours”. Husband: “If so then Moshito is mine.”