The leper

By: Moumina Al-joukhi

 

The first chapter:
(On the outskirts of Mecca)
My companion looked at me with a look of surprise, after a long walk in a desolate desert, my horse and I were strong, we didn’t seem tired،
He was tired and so was his horse .
I said eagerly: preach, my fellow Ansari! We are close to Mecca, thank God.
My friend said: You are from Makkah, and I am aware of its people.
I looked towards Mecca with a longing look, my friend noticed me and said: longing for your captive brother or for your estranged lover? –
I said: it is the longing for what is greater than them. And he said, ‘ What is it?’
I said: longing for home, so how could that home be the refuge of the hearts, and the Forbidden country.
I migrated two months before the Prophet (peace and blessings of Allaah be upon him), and I was informed that he addressed Mecca and said:
(If your parents had not taken me out of you, I would not have come out)
My friend Al-Ansari knocked for a while and then said Sadly : Mecca will remain in the heart of the Prophet (peace and blessings of Allaah be upon him), it will not be modified by another country, isn’t it his homeland? –
I turned around and said: I have heard the Prophet ( peace and blessings of Allaah be upon him ) calling on his Lord (O Allah, love us the city as our love for Mecca or more) do not be afraid of desertion from the chosen Prophet, brother Ansar.
My friend Ansari smiled contentedly.
While we are like that, when the dust split from a man far away, who was driving a sheep for him, I stuttered so that he wouldn’t recognize me, and I started asking him about the name of that place, to suggest to him that we were strangers.
The Shepherd replied: This is the “valley of the Almighty”…. There is a tent or a temple in it.
I said, pretending ignorance: and who are you
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* Leprosy: Leprosy is a serious disease that disfigures the sufferer. It no longer exists.
He said, ‘ Haven’t you heard of it?’! It was she who described Muhammad, the righteous man who departed from the religion of his people, and took Yathrib as a fortress for him and his followers.
You both got the news! It was common in all the Arabs.
He said that and walked steps and then turned around and shouted: Listen! In front of you is a “howling Valley”, do not land it! There is a leper in him who was clothed by Jinn, and no one has ever passed through him except the Demons, who seduced him, deceived him, or killed him.
Then the Shepherd passed on.
I said to my friend: Ah from the mother of the temple! He was almost the messenger of Allah (peace and blessings of Allah be upon him) and his companion. A man in Mecca named saraqah ibn Malik, who knew her abode in “Wadi qadid”, was astute and came to him, until the Prophet (peace and blessings of Allaah be upon him) and his companion realized that if his horse had fallen into the sand, Allaah separated him from them.
My friend said, and he was curious, ‘ what is the story of the leper in the jinn?’
I said: These are nothing but the superstitions of the Arabs and their illusions, Islam has invalidated them, so let go of this.
We fed the walk until the sun tilted to the West, and fatigue reached us every amount, so we found a place to stay, tied the two horses, and then we were injured from the excess.
As soon as we fell asleep, we could hear voices approaching us.
It was a caravan coming from the Levant with wheat, wines, oils, clothing and fruit.
I whispered to my friend: get up, a convoy has arrived!
My friend got up and grabbed the reins of his horse: I wish she was a little late so we could have some sleep.
I said: We will part in Mecca. Remember to give the rider in the horse stalls moneynot enough fodder for my horse for several days.
I asked him: Did you know the location of the horse stalls in the AL-hazura market in Mecca
He said: Rest assured I knew her. I will also leave my horse with your horse to carry your brother on it after you break up his captivity with God’s help.
I stressed to Thami, bent my hump to look like a big old man with a hunched back, so that no one would recognize me, and set off with my friend towards the caravan, and we joined it, claiming that we were merchants from “taghlib”, we are going to Mecca to supply the goods.

 

Chapter II:
(The meeting…)
Here is the mecca of Umm Al-Qura, no longer a dream I have in a dream, and here I am wandering around its markets, smelling its incense from under the veil, I hear the voices of people mingling with the sounds of camels, leaning and arguing, so I sing to her.
I watch faces that I know from my relatives and companions, so I forget about them, and I secretly pray to Allah for them to explain their breasts to Islam.
How good the house is and how good it is! It is as if a person’s soul is breathed into both his body and his home, and it dwells only by meeting them.
I entered the Grand Mosque in the form of Sheikh al-Haj, I walked around the house seven times, and whenever my eyes fell on one of the idols scattered around the Kaaba, I sniffed at myself, and my tongue began to chant a prayer that Allah would cleanse his sanctity from abomination.
I felt a new spirit flowing in my body, and I am meeting one Lord with no partner, and I have never known Hajj before except for meekah and Sadiya *.
I stood praying at the holy shrine, but how can I prostrate so that the Quraysh recognize my Islam
I sat behind the Maqam with my cloak extended, introverted myself, and I assumed the appearance of a mortal Sheikh, so I prayed sitting down, so no one paid attention to me.
The Masters of Makkah used to raise their voices indifferently, there is no sanctity for anything in front of their arrogance and arrogance, they are the Masters of the house and the people of its companions** and they pray for his mandate, and they innovate in rituals and go astray and stray.
And some of your hadiths told me that there was something hateful in their chests about what happened from the migration of the prophet and those who believed with him, and empowering them in the city. And I heard from their messengers about the messenger of Allaah (peace and blessings of Allaah be upon him) the good of creation and honored them with what I hate, so I left my council under compulsion.
I went out to a mountain I knew in Mecca, where I could clearly see the Kaaba from, and I prayed what Allah wanted me to pray, and I praised Allah for what his people are.
I spent the cloud of the day in the place, and when the night relaxed, I repaired my body, tightened the veil on my face, and set off, seeking my God.
I went down to a house on which a red flag was raised, proof that it is sterile for hooliganism and promiscuity.
I planted a lot of money in the hand of the Man Standing, which his hope for a day extended to half, and ordered him not to let anyone in.
* Any clapping and whistling * * Sadana and rifada: the work of serving pilgrims.
At home, a woman came out of her room, dressed in a wine-colored dress, the color of which is reflected on her face, tainting it with a false blush and fading.
She looked at me with bright eyes that moved in deep circles, and I always sang to her in their beauty what her ears sing to, so she increases my hair and does not quench.
She kissed me with a false smile, thinking that I was a man who came to take the glasses of the fool for an hour, and then showered her master with money that she would not get from him what she could find in his hand. This was her religion, because she is only a nation that sells her offer and others catch the price.
With an artificial substitute, she asked me to remove the veil from my face, and I was about to lift it until a great gasp escaped her, and she almost shouted my name, but I was ready for this, so I closed her mouth tightly.
I said: shh, shh! It’s me, Mom!
When she calmed down, she rushed towards me to embrace me, and I recoiled away from her, confused by her friend.
She said, ‘ what’s wrong with you, do you miss me and pray?’ I forgot what kind of love we have
I said: no! May Allah forbid me to disobey my lord, I have followed Islam, which forbids obscenities, what appeared of them and what belly.
She said, ‘ Why did you pour out and abandon the religion of your parents to follow a religion that forbids you to pray to the one you love?’
I said: Allah has guided me to Islam a valuable religion, the mullah of Ibrahim Hanifa, and he was not one of the polytheists. Come on, Mother, surrender to Allah, to come out of the darkness into the light.
She said: Let’s get married then.
I said: I may not marry you until you surrender.
She said: ‘you cut off the viavis and put yourself to death for this?’
Al-Fares: I came to invite you to Islam, and maybe you will help me so that I can find my brother, who was captured by the Quraysh on the migration route
She said: the first one I don’t need, and the second one I will help you, really we never had a day. Give me until tomorrow night to find out.
I came out of it depressed when I found her insisting on disbelief, and I said: May Allah explain her heart one day and she will surrender.
I spent the next day like a racer in the mountains worshiping, and then I went down to meet my mother, please that she knew something about my brother.
She told me he was walking with a cousin of mine. I was overwhelmed by what I knew of the cruelty of that cousin of mine, and his hatred for the people of truth, and this increased my determination to break his captivity, so I trusted in Allah and set off to him.
When it was midnight, I climbed up the back wall of my cousin’s house while oblivious of the guard, and sneaked over to where my brother was and saw him.
I gestured to him in silence, then pulled out a dagger and cut off his leash.
We slipped lightly towards the wall, but my brother’s legs weakened from climbing, so I carried him, and I was about to lift him up until we were run over by three tough men wielding their swords!
I defended myself and my brother with my sword as much as I could, and someone hit me in the shoulder, and my brother still calls me and urges me to leave him and survive by myself.
When I despaired of saving him, I carried the guards with all my strength until a gap opened between them, from which I rushed to the door, leaving my brother،
Then I ran and disappeared among the houses under cover of darkness.
The blood was pouring out, so I cracked my belt and tightened it on my wound.
I stayed in a confined place until the morning, and when the request stopped, I sneaked into the horse stable where my friend Al-Ansari left me my horse, and I rode him leaving Mecca.
The horse set off under the blazing desert sun, I threw my head on his neck, handed him the lead, and I lost consciousness!
I opened my eyes while I was inside a tent, and then my shoulders were in great pain, I knew that someone was bandaging my wound!
He told me: don’t be afraid! You’re safe.
He was an old man whose years had made deep grooves in his face. I asked him where we were, and he told me that it was a “howling Valley”!
Isn’t this the valley the Shepherd warned us about! Is it possible that the leper magician is here
I fell asleep, and I saw a deformed monster of creation grabbing me, tearing at my shoulder, and I am a submissive who has no defense and no exchange for myself.
I woke up upset, and I saw the Sheikh sitting next to me making food, he smiled and presented it to me saying:
Here you go, Arab brother, I analyzed hello and stepped easy.
Then he talked to me and comforted me until I reassured him and told him my news.
I remembered the disturbing dream and said inquiringly: they claim that a leper lives nearby!
The elder’s face changed and he said: yes! People abandoned the place to prevent his evil, and only me remained. I give him food to keep me safe and not hurt me.
I said: the falsehoods of ignorance, thank God for the grace of Islam.
Shaykh: it seems that you spent time with Muhammad, the owner of the Quraysh
I said, ‘ I believe in the truth that is revealed to him by peace and blessings of Allah be upon him.
Shaykh: and what did he do and who believed with him
I told him about the emigration of the Blessed Prophet (peace and blessings of Allaah be upon him) and his friend” Abu Bakr”, about the emigration of “Umar” openly defying the people, the emigration of “Suhaib al-Rumi” who was stripped of everything he owned, and”Abu Salamah” who forbade his wife and son, and other companions who sold their world to please their almighty Creator.
I stayed there for days, updated my host about Islam, and recited the Quran to him.
At the dawn of an amazing night, I got up, did ablution, and then stood up to pray, reciting aloud in my recitation.
I caught a glimpse of a ghost moving behind the tent, appearing and then disappearing! I got scared!
I spent my prayer and then looked out from an invisible end. If a person wraps himself in a black Burda that magnifies him many times, and he wears a turban that hides his whole face.
He was moving at an amazing speed!! I saw him pick something up from the ground. He walked for a while until he reached a broken well, its water dried up, filled with sand and stones, so he threw the thing and then disappeared.
I thought to myself: ‘How can he be a sick leper and then move so lightly?’ Did you see him throw magic into the well
My chest tightened and I breathed the two spells, then I decided to leave, so I got on my horse and set off.

Chapter III:
(Mascot)
I was sitting in the mosque of the Prophet (peace and blessings of Allaah be upon him) and he was saved only from some poor people who were spreading the land.
I knelt down so long that the onlooker thought I was caught. I turned around and found my boyfriend next to me looking at me with a pitying look.
He handed over and then said, ‘ How Are you?’
I replied:I am a helpless loser.I couldn’t release my brother and I lost the one I loved.
He said: trust in God, Brother.
I said: yes, agent!
He said, ‘ Did you prepare for the invasion as the Prophet (peace and blessings of Allaah be upon him) commanded?’
I said: I did, and by Allah, I did not like to me from jihad with the messenger of Allah (peace and blessings of Allah be upon him).
I knocked and then I said: I’m afraid for my brother in their hands, do you see him being killed handcuffed and he’s brave and brave?’
My friend: you don’t know, maybe God will do something after that.
And while we are also, when a man came running into the mosque, his face flushed and he said:
Human, human! Your brother has come from Mecca, he is abroad.
I stood up straight, and my friend rushed to follow me, and I saw my brother! It was a stressful lean from long travel.
I hugged him, sat him down, thanked God and praised him.
After a while I asked him: ‘how did you survive, brother?’!
He said: at night a masked person came to me, cut off my bonds, gave me a sword, a cloak and other things, and then disappeared in the dark.
I wrapped myself in a cloak, and just before dawn I sneaked into the barn of an empty house whose people had emigrated to the city.
Without thinking of people, I walked down Makkah, towards the coast, and then Allah vomited for me who carried me to the “bitter fold”, and then to the city, thank God.
I said, ‘ and who is this who’s taking the risk for you?’
He said: I don’t know, but my heart tells me that she is a woman.
My friend said: woman ! Maybe it’s a mother!
I asked a question, and then I said: she is a mother! She must have known what happened to me, so she freed you to appease me and prove her love.
Or maybe she accepted the truth and left the religion of her parents.
My brother said: O Allah, explain her breast to Islam. I said: Amen.
Years passed, and the Muslims moved from victory to victory, then the Hudaybiyyah peace was held, and Islam became to expand, and polytheism to decline, until the Quraysh reversed the peace, so the Prophet (peace and blessings of Allaah be upon him) was allowed to open Mecca.
The Muslims entered Makkah from its four sides with two full-sized amplifiers, and then the Prophet (peace and blessings of Allaah be upon him) entered it from the top of it with a dear muzaffarah.
When they brought him out, the Lord promised him( the one who imposed the Qur’an on you to return you to the enemy), and Allah fulfilled his promise and sent him back to his country, where his childhood was nurtured, and the landing of revelation to him, and the first milestones of his jihad.
I was walking among the crowds, circling the sides of Mecca, trembling with Takbir, I wanted to hug every inch of it, and kiss every pebble.
And days later, I longed to find out what happened to uMama, and to thank her for her work with my brother.
I was told that my cousin had bought it.
It occurred to me that my cousin was arrested on the day my brother was released from captivity.
And it wasn’t what I thought, my cousin freed uMama and married her, and I gave birth to him.
I asked for permission to meet her, and she accepted, and the years have gained from her beauty, and it seemed that her sections did an eternity, she said:
Why did you come today Did she swear by the appearance of your religion or an Avenger
I thought to myself: Avenger! Why?!
I said to her: You came to tell me the truth.
She said: the day you came to me, I took your breasts away from me, I told your cousin about you, and his guards were waiting for you to catch you in your brother’s prison, but you survived.
I shouted: and Shetty B!! And why did you help my brother to escape then
UMama: no.. I didn’t do this! We thought you were the one who launched it in the inattention of us!
I was confused and fell silent.
She said hesitantly, ‘ and what are you doing to us today?’
I said: nothing, the Prophet (peace and blessings of Allaah be upon him) said:go away, you are at large.
I said this and then went out to my brother’s house in Mecca.
I told him what my mother had said, and then I asked him, ‘ didn’t you say that the one who helped you escape was a woman?’
He replied: Yes!
I said, ‘ So who are you?’ Perhaps she is a maid in Quraysh who hides her Islam
He said: ‘I don’t think she’s a Muslim, she gave me a stone like a pigeon egg, one of the amulets that the polytheists think prevents bad amounts.
I said, ‘ where’s that mascot?’
He said: How can I keep it and God has saved me from polytheism!
I couldn’t help but stop asking.

 

 

 

Chapter IV:
(Surprise!)
The Prophet (peace and blessings of Allaah be upon him) ordered Makkah to be cleansed of polytheism, and jihad by calling on Allaah.
Then he showed me what made me travel to Medina.
I took the migration route, and passed through the “valley of the holy”, and I remembered that Sheikh who saved me from death, and it occurred to me to visit him to see what he found, hoping that he would be delivered.
I entered the Sheikh’s tent and did not find him, so I sat waiting for his return.
I felt a shadow – as in the past-moving behind the tent! I raised my voice in peace, but he ran away.
Intending to uncover his secret and quell his evil, I followed him to the abandoned well.
He was small in body, disguised by an old cloak, and I stood in front of him with my outstretched hand, and he knelt down.
Correct: who are you, the masked one I know you’re not a sick leper, so why are people delusional about this Do you want to intimidate them into fearing you
The masked man turned to himself,I repeated the question in a harsher tone, only silence increased.
And suddenly! He got up trying to escape, so I caught him and revealed the veil from his face!!
I cried out in amazement: woman!!
She was a very beautiful girl, my eyes never fell on such a good one.
I ran back to the tent, The Elder was standing, he called me to him.
I said, ‘ is this your daughter?’
He said: I have no son, she is my niece.
Her mother was giving birth to daughters, and the people gave birth to her father, and he swore by the LAT to give birth to every female to him.
My sister was born a maid and her husband was traveling, so I hid the baby from me, and when he returned, I told him that she had given birth to her stillborn.
I sent her to a friend of mine from a biopsy, and his wife breastfed her.
When she came back, people took her and took care of her, and taught her fencing and horsemanship.
The girl said in a low voice: so that my fate would not be slavery, we invented the story of the leper, and we lived peacefully.
And then you came to us wounded, and we came to you, and you told us about Islam, and I watched you pray and recite the Qur’an.
In gratitude for your grace-after Allah – in my gift, I intended to release your brother from captivity, and covet his reward, Almighty.
I sneaked into Mecca Incognito, asked about your cousin’s House, and then pretended that I was a stranded woman, so he rented me out to him.
And when the people of the house were unaware, I dismantled the captive and gave him what he needed. When they searched, I pretended ignorance, and they believed me.
Then I returned safely, thanks to God.
I asked her, ‘ and why did you give him a stone?’
She said: I used to believe – in ignorance-that if a class of stones was thrown for a month into an abandoned well, the amulets protecting the bearer would overturn!
I was close to disbelief, and far from knowledge, so excuse my ignorance!
The Knight married the girl and they lived in Mecca.
As for the sheikh, he stayed with them for a while, and then returned to his people, inviting them to Islam.
God answered the Sheikh’s prayer and he was buried where he was commanded, in the soil of his homeland.