In the name of God, the Most Gracious, the Most Merciful
Mawaddah Association is pleased
To present to you pictures from the lives of the Companions
Id al-Rahman Rafah al-Pasha
May God have mercy on him
Al-Tufayl bin Omar Al-Dawsi, may God be pleased with him
Al-Tufayl bin Omar Al-Dawsi
Master of the Dos tribe in pre-Islamic times
Sharif is one of the distinguished Arab nobles
And one of the few visionaries
Do not lower the pot of fire for him
No door is closed in front of Tariq
Feed the hungry
And the fearful believes
Wijir Al-Mustajir
In addition, he is an intelligent and knowledgeable man
And a sensitive poet
Delicate feeling
This statement will be sweet and bitter
Where the word works magic
Al-Tufayl left his people's homes in Tihama, heading to Mecca
The conflict continued between the Holy Prophet, may God’s prayers and peace be upon him
And the infidels of Quraysh
Everyone wants to gain supporters for himself
He attracts supporters to his party
The Messenger, may God’s prayers and peace be upon him, prays to his Lord
His weapons are faith and truth
And the infidels of Quraysh
They resist his call with every weapon
They keep people away from him by every means possible
Al-Tufayl found himself entering this battle unprepared
He gets into it unintentionally
He was not brought to Mecca for this purpose
The matter of Muhammad and Quraysh had never occurred to him before that
Hence it was by Al-Tufayl bin Omar Al-Dawsi
With this conflict there is an unforgettable story
Let's listen to it
It is one of the strangest stories
Parasite event he said
I came to Mecca
As soon as the leaders of Quraish saw me, they approached me
They welcomed me most graciously
And they put me in the dearest house
Then their masters and elders gathered to me and said:
O Tufail, you have presented our country
This is the man who claims to be a prophet
He has ruined our affairs and torn us apart
Our group is dispersed
We only fear that it will happen to you and your leadership among your people
What has happened to us?
Don't talk to the man
And you don't hear anything from him
He has words like magic
Differentiates between the boy and his father
And between brother and brother
And between the wife and her husband
Tufayl said
By God, they are still telling me strange news about him
They make me fear for myself and for doing the wonders of His deeds
Until I decided not to approach him
I will not speak to him or hear anything from him
When I went to the mosque to circumambulate the Kaaba
And seeking blessing from its idols to which we used to make pilgrimages and venerate them
I stuffed cotton in my ears
For fear that my hearing might be affected by anything Muhammad said
But as soon as I entered the mosque
Until I found him standing and praying at the Kaaba
A prayer other than our prayer
He worships a worship other than our worship
The sight of him captivated me
His worship shook me
I found myself getting closer to him little by little, unintentionally
Until I became close to him
God refused to let some of what he say reach my ears
So I heard good words
And I said to myself
Your mother bereaved you, Tufayl
You are a man of intelligence and a poet
What is hidden from you is the good and the bad
What prevents you from hearing what the man says?
If what he brings is good, I will accept it
Even if it was ugly, I left it
Tufayl said
Then I stayed until the Messenger of God, may God bless him and grant him peace, went to his home
So I followed him until when he entered his house, I entered upon him
So I said, O Muhammad
Your people have told me such-and-such about you
By God, they still scare me about you
Until I covered my ears with cotton so that I wouldn't hear what you said
Then God refused to let me hear anything from him
I found it good
So he presented your matter to me
So he presented his matter to me
He recited Surat Al-Ikhlas and Al-Falaq to me
By God, I have never heard a better statement than his
I have not seen anything more just than his
Then he extended his hand to me
I testified that there is no god but God
And that Muhammad is the Messenger of God
And I entered Islam
Tufayl said
Then I stayed in Mecca for a while
I learned about Islam in it
I memorized what I could from the Qur’an
When I decided to return to my people
I said, O Messenger of God
A person is obeyed in my clan
I will return to them and invite them to Islam
So pray to God to make a sign for me
Help me in what I call them to
And he said
Oh God, make a sign for him
So I went out to my people
Even if you are in a position of supervising their homes
A light fell between my eyes
Like a lamp
So I said
Oh God, make it in my face
I am afraid he will think it is a punishment
I fell for the contradiction of their religion
So the light turned
It fell on the head of my whip
So he made people see that light in my whip
Like a hanging lamp
And I go down to them from the crease
When I got down
My father came to me
He was a great old man
So I said
Look away from me, my father
I am not of you and you are not of me
He said
Why, son?
I said
I converted to Islam and followed the religion of Muhammad
May God bless him and grant him peace
He said
That is, brown
My religion is your religion
So I said
Go, wash, and purify your clothes
Then come so that I may teach you what I have learned
So he went and washed and cleansed his clothes
Then he came and I converted Islam to him
So he converted to Islam
Then my wife came
So I told you about me
I am not of you and you are not of me
She said
I didn't mind you and my mother
So I said
The difference between you and me is Islam
She converted to Islam and followed the religion of Muhammad
May God bless him and grant him peace
She said
Give me your religion
I said
So go and purify yourself with the water of Dashhara
And they created an idol with water running down the mountain around it
And she said
May my father and mother be sacrificed for you
Do you fear some evil for the girl?
So I said
Repent and repel evil
I told you to go and wash there, away from people
I guarantee you that this deaf stone will do nothing
So she went, took a bath, and then came
So I offered her Islam
So I converted to Islam
Then I called dosa
They were late to me, except for his father, Rirah
He was the fastest person to convert to Islam
Al-Tafin said
So I came to the Messenger of God, may God bless him and grant him peace
In Mecca
And with me is Abu Hurairah
The Prophet, peace and blessings be upon him, said to me
What's behind you, Tufayl?
So I said
Hearts full of concealment and severe disbelief
Dawson was overcome by immorality and disobedience
Then the Messenger of God, may God bless him and grant him peace, stood up
So he performed ablution and prayed
He raised his hand to the sky
Abu Hurairah said
When I saw him like that
I was afraid that he would pray against my people and they would perish
So I said, “Wo people.”
But the Messenger, may God’s prayers and peace be upon him
Make say
Oh God, guide Dosa
Then he turned to the parasite
And he said
Go back to your people and be kind to them
And invite them to Islam
Tufayl said
I was still in the land of Dos
I invite them to Islam
Until the Messenger of God, may God bless him and grant him peace, emigrated
To the city
Badr, Uhud, and Khandaq passed
So I came to the Prophet, may God bless him and grant him peace
And I have eighty verses of Daws
They converted to Islam and became a good Muslim
The Messenger of God, may God bless him and grant him peace, was pleased with us
And he gave us shares of the spoils of Khaybar with the Muslims
So we said
O Messenger of God
Make us your starboard in every expedition you undertake
And make our slogan justified
Tufayl said
Then I remained with the Messenger of God, may God bless him and grant him peace
Until God conquered Mecca for him
So I said, O Messenger of God
Send me to that place
Idol of Omar bin Hammah
Until I burn it
So the Prophet, peace and blessings be upon him, gave him permission
So he walked to the idol in secret from his people
When he reached him, they wanted to burn him
Women, men and children gathered around him
Evil lurks in it
They are waiting for him to be struck by lightning
If he does that, he will suffer harm
But the parasite
He approached the idol in front of the sight of his worshipers
And he set his heart on fire
He is shaking
Oh that one, I am not one of your servants
Our birth is older than yours
I put fire in your breast
As soon as the fire consumed the idol
Until it devoured with it what was left of the polytheism
In the Dos tribe
So all the people converted to Islam
And their Islam is good
The shadow of Al-Tufayl bin Omar Al-Dawsi
After that, he remained with the Messenger of God
May God’s prayers and peace be upon him
Until the Prophet was arrested
Next to his Lord
When the caliphate came after him
To his friend
The parasite placed himself, his sword, and his son
In obedience to the servant of the Messenger of God
When the apostasy wars broke out
The Tufayl group was at the forefront of the Muslim army
For the war of Musaylimah the liar
With him is his son Omar
On his way to Al-Yamamah
He saw a vision
He said to his friends
I saw a vision
So they crossed it to me
They said, “What did you see?”
He said
I saw that my head was shaved
And a bird came out of my mouth
And a woman brought me into her stomach
And Ibn Omar began to seek me diligently
But he came between me and him
They said good
And he said
As for me, I swear I have interpreted it
As for shaving my head
That is because it cuts
As for the bird that came out of my mouth
He is spiritual
As for the woman who brought me into her womb
It is the earth
Dig me
So I was buried inside her
I hope to be killed as a martyr
As for my son’s request for me
It means that he is asking for the testimony that I will obtain
If God permits
But he realizes it later
And in the battle of Al-Yamamah
Apple, the great companion
Al-Tufayl bin Omar Al-Dawsi
The greatest affliction
Until he fell down as a martyr on the battlefield
As for his son Omar
He is still fighting
Until the wounds weighed heavy on him
His right palm was cut off
So he returned to the city
Leaving his father and his hand behind on the land of Al-Yamamah
And in the succession of Omar bin Al-Khattab
Omar bin Tufayl entered him
He brought food to Al-Farouq
People are sitting with him
So he invited the people to his meal
Omar stepped aside from him
Al-Farouq said to him
What's wrong with you? Perhaps you were late for eating out of shame at your hand
He said: Yes, Commander of the Faithful
He said, “By God, I do not taste this food.”
Until you mix it with your cut hand
By God, there is no one among the people
Some of them are in heaven except you
He wants his hand
The dream of martyrdom kept looming for Omar
Since his father left
When the Battle of Yarmouk took place
Omar initiated it with the initiators
And he's still fighting
Until he realized the testimony that his father had given him
May God have mercy on Al-Tufayl bin Omar Al-Dawsi
He is the martyr
And the father of the martyr
Oh God, make him a sign that will help him do the good he intends
From the supplication of the Messenger
With Muhammad and his companions
Goeths had a constructed edifice
Oh slogan, make me feel better
In their praise, are they greater?