There was a rich businessman from our mosque. Before I came to the mosque to say adhan, he would sit at the door and always meet him. He was the first to arrive and the last to leave the mosque. I gave him a key to the mosque as I was bothered by him delaying me.
By the grace of Allah, unless he goes somewhere else, I will never enter first or leave at the end. His attention was focused on the mosque. He had a Quran in the mosque, a Quran in the car, a Quran in the house, except for a few minutes. The driver would leave the Quran while driving. He would recite the Quran every 3 days. As usual, he fasted on Monday and prepared aftar from the mosque and made people eat it. He distributed water to this and that date. When he finished, he performed ablution and entered the mosque. He said in a loud voice, "My Lord, forgive me for my sins. Open your door of mercy for me." Then he fell down in front of the people. The inevitable journey is beyond death.
We took him to the washroom to wash the body. He is clean and tidy, all the unnecessary hairs have been removed from his body. He died like this. I am happy. He is waiting for the body. There is no body. His face shines like he is laughing. I try to hide his dead lips. He opens them again. After the worshipers We took him as a tribute and said goodbye for the last time.
May Allah make our khatima beautiful
We will return with another funeral story
Part No • 10
They called me to wash the funeral and pay for them. I headed to the residence with the guy who was showing me around the house. We prepared things needed to wash the body. They showed me the place to wash. I laid the corpse on the wood. When I raised his hand to perform ablution, it was as if he had folded his finger for Shahada. The face of the corpse was shiny. When I finished washing it with Sidr and Kaffir, a sweet smell of musk emanating from the corpse began to come out of his body. Even after we buried him, the perfume smelled on my hands for three days. When we finished washing him and worshiping him, we stopped to perform Salat al-Janaza on him and the Imam said, pray for him in Ikhlas. We bowed down to him.
When we brought him to Lehd, it was a very hot summer with temperatures reaching 45 degrees Celsius. But the grave is cold, even the soil is cold.
I have spent twenty-one years washing funeral pyres, and I have never seen such an amazing funeral pyre. I went to the mourning house to find out about the man's story, I started asking people who were gathered, and all the people I asked answered nothing. An old man pointed to the boy and said, "This is the boy. He will tell you."
I went to the boy and said tell me about your father
"If you read the story that his mother told me about him, he fasted every month. He fasted on the day of his death. Suddenly, he fainted. Our mother was working on the stove. She panicked and screamed knocking on our room. "Take your father to the hospital." We ran and took him to the hospital..." Oxygen and Glucose He was also given a heart rate monitoring device
The nurse tells us the following story: "My job is to monitor the equipment
I was reciting the Qur'an, his straight heart made a beating sound and he stopped. He pointed his finger for shahada, but they did not allow him to utter the shahada loudly with his mouth."
I went to the imam to get more information and before we prayed at the funeral, I heard that one of our mosques has lost its life. I have
This is the death of good people
Part No • 11
I have watched her since her death when she was hit by a car in front of her while flying and fell from the ground. I was in the area and we approached her with the young men who were determined to pick her up from where she fell. When I put my hand on her to hold her by her head, she said, "Fear Allah, raise your hand from above me." She shocked me. She repeats the word. We are going to help you. Allah will not ask you for this. I read to her the word of Allah, which says, "Don't fall into destruction by your own hands." She cried. We brought the ambulance to her and quickly picked her up and put her on the ambulance and I went to the hospital with them. We were told that she was in serious danger and that she could not stay alive. We went to her side and begged her husband to call her quickly. He arrived at the hospital after hours. He stopped her from the door, asked her, "Where is the priest?" He came to her and greeted her. Yaabu Muhammad, may God bless me, one day he said, "I don't know. You are my witness, no man has ever laid hands on me except you." Please forgive me for having offended you without knowing it. He wept bitterly and said, "I testify that you were a good sacrifice. You missed the night prayer and I don't remember the day you slept. I hugged him for the second time. If I left them in the world, my possessions are my children. If they ask you for my children's trust for me, I will protect them in heaven by the will of God," he cried. Finally, Abu Muhammad said, "Angels are watching me, my death is near" and hugged him to his chest for the third time. If they ask you, he told them that by the will of Allah, Paradise will be waiting for them. Finally, Abu Muhammad said, "Angels are watching me, my death is near" and hugged him to his chest for the third time. If they ask you, he told them that by the will of Allah, Paradise will be waiting for them. Finally, Abu Muhammad said, "Angels are watching me, my death is near" and hugged him to his chest for the third time.
He made a final farewell, O Allah!! I can testify that she was a priest in my house. My Lord is my witness. My Lord said that she has reached heaven. When she heard this, her face shone and smiled.
O Allah! After she said, I entrust Abu Muhammad and my children to you, she said, "Lailaha Illallah Muhammadun Rasulullah."
She passed away repeating this word
They say that we saw more than seven signs of good khatima while washing the funeral of this deceased.
Part No • 12
It was normal to carry a funeral to the funeral room and throw a flag like any other funeral. In the past, when I washed the funeral, I found that the funeral changed whether it was bad or good, but today, there is no other god but him, may God be with us. When I try to sneeze around his seat, stink bugs keep coming out and his penis bleeds black. From the day my mother gave birth to me, a stench that I could not get over started coming out of the funeral home. The funeral started smelling outside. An elderly father begged us to finish it somehow, we tied 3 pieces of cloth over our noses and entered. The cloth on our nose could not protect us from the smell of Uqsimu Bilah. Somehow we wrapped him in a cloth and sent him to his cousin. We do not bow down to it, but we do not bow down to it. He took him to his family. If we had gone to the burial place, we would have seen another tomb, but we didn't want to go. Two days later, he came and said, "Do you know how Yasheikh died?" I said, "I don't know." He started crying.
"He brought his friend to his mother's house. Both of them are under the age of 18 and 19. They are 18 and 19 years old. A few minutes after they entered the room, they heard a scream from the room. The father and mother tried to open the door but they couldn't. They broke the door and entered. They were lying naked on top of each other. They couldn't believe what they saw. The father fainted and the family screamed. Neighbors gathered and it was their son who was upstairs and the one downstairs is still crying. We tried to lift the one above, but we couldn't, and he died as soon as he put his penis out of the seat. He was taken to the hospital and released after surgery. When my cousin died, his friend was still in the hospital. " i have
Imam Ahmed says:
"Looking up at a beardless boy with all eyes is an abomination."
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Spending the last ten days of Ramadan in Makkah Haram is his regular practice. What makes this Ramadan special is that he brought his wife and children. After performing their Ibadah well, they bought their flight tickets to return to their country from Makkah and prepared themselves for the journey. The flight time arrived and they started their journey.
The husband remains with the Qur'an in his hands, while the wife and child walk around doing zikr and are treated as they wish by the hosts. Suddenly the wife turned to her husband and asked him if he wanted juice, but she didn't get an answer, she shook him with her hands, but there was no response.
He called me and I went to the airport. The wife and the son were crying because the country was hot. When he returns to his country, he will give it to the poor. This cloth that he brought with him today became his reward," she said and cried.
I went back to the room and started to wash the corpse, not me, but the corpse washed itself. His face shines brightly and his body does not smell.
We washed it and opened it and put it in the grave. The grave was filled with a good smell. When we opened the door, we saw a smile on his face.
Ten years later, the cemetery was wanted for development. We handed over the place to the government. Suddenly, while they were excavating to build a building, they found a corpse wearing a clean white turban. They hit him with an excavator and fresh blood was pouring out of his body. Yes, you will not even eat the dust of the true families of the Qur'an, and their bodies will not rot.
I have guided the Qur'an to live a happy life and die a beautiful death
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