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
Wahshi bin Harb, may God be pleased with him
Who is this that made the heart of the Messenger of God, may God bless him and grant him peace, bloody?
When his uncle Hamza bin Abdul Muttalib was killed on Uhud
Then he healed the hearts of Muslims
When Musaylimah the liar was killed on the Day of Al-Yamamah
He is Wahshi bin Harb Al-Habashi
He is called Abu Dasma
It has a violent, sad, and bloody story
So lend him your ear so he can tell you his own tragedy
He said brutally
I was a slave servant of Jubayr bin Mutim
One of the leaders of Quraish
His uncle was Qaimah
He was killed on the day of Badr at the hands of Hamza bin Abdul Muttalib
He felt very sad for him
He swore by God and his glory to avenge his uncle
Let them kill his killer
And Hamza was lurking for opportunities
It wasn't that long ago
Until the Quraysh decided to go out to Uhud
To eliminate Muhammad bin Abdullah
And revenge for those killed at Badr
So she wrote down her battalions, gathered her alliances, and prepared her equipment
Then it handed over its leadership to Abu Sufyan bin Harb
Abu Sufyan saw
To place a group of Quraish women with the army
Those whose fathers, sons, or brothers were killed
Or one of their relatives in Badr
To motivate the army to fight
They are without men and without fleeing
He was at the forefront of the women who went out with him
Hind bint Utbah's wife
He was her father, uncle, and brother
They were all killed in Badr
When the army was about to leave
Jubair bin Mut'im turned to me and said:
O Abad, do you have the privilege of saving yourself from slavery?
I said who did that to me?
He said I am yours with it
I said how
He said that you killed Hamza Ibn Abd al-Muttalib
Muhammad's uncle, Taima Ibn Adi
You are old
I said, who can guarantee that I will fulfill that?
He said whoever you want
And all people will bear witness to that
I said I do and I'm hers
He said I was a monster and an Ethiopian man
I slander Abyssinia
I don't miss anything I throw at it
So I took my spear and went with the army
And I made myself walk in his back
Close to women
I had no desire to fight
I was in India every time
Abu Sufyan's husband or she passed through him
She saw the war shining in my hands under the glare of the sun
Heal and recover
When we reached Uhud, the two groups met
I went out to seek Hamza Ibn Abdul Muttalib
I knew him before
Hamza was not hidden from anyone
Because he was wearing an ostrich feather on his head
Let peers point it out
As the valiant Arabs did
And it is only a few
I saw Hamza roaring among the crowd like a leafy camel
He guides people with his sword
No one can withstand him
Nothing is proven of him
While I was preparing for him
And hide it with a tree or stone
Waiting to get close to me
When a knight from Quraysh advanced to me
His name is Siba Ibn Abd al-Azza
Distinguish me, Hamza. Distinguish me
Hamza appeared to him and said
Is it the mother of the polytheist? Is it the mother of the polytheist?
Then he quickly struck him
From his sword he fell down and was struck down
Rolling in his blood in his hands
Then I stood up from Hamza
A position that satisfied him and I started shaking my spear
Even if you are reassured about it
It fell in his lower abdomen
She came out from between my legs
He took two steps towards me
Then he quickly fell while holding the spear
In his body, so I left her in it
Until I knew he was dead
Then I came to him and snatched it from him
I returned to the tents and fell into them
Because I had no need for anything else
Then the battle became intense
There was a lot of hit and run
However, the circle soon turned
On the companions of Muhammad, and there was a lot of killing among them
Then Hind became the daughter of Utbah
To kill Muslims
Behind her is a group of women
So I started acting for them
So their ties remain and their eyes open
And their ears become dull
Then she made necklaces and earrings from the noses and ears
So I hugged her and pushed her necklace
And her golden earrings to me
She said, "They are yours, O Abad Samah."
They are yours, keep them, they are precious
And when she lost one of her burdens
I returned with the army to Mecca
So Jubayr bin Mut'im fulfilled what he promised me
And free my neck
So I became free
But Muhammad's cause grew day by day
The Muslims began to increase hour by hour
So I was the greater the importance of Muhammad’s affairs
Great anguish
Anxiety and fear took hold of me
I am still like this
Until Muhammad entered Mecca with his mighty army as a conqueror
At that
I wish I had fled to Taif
I seek security there
But the people of Taif did not stay for long
So there is no light of Islam
They prepared a delegation from them to meet Muhammad
Announcing their entry into his religion
Then it fell into my hands
The earth narrowed down to what it welcomed and the doctrines exhausted me
Or some other country
By God, I am in the midst of this anxiety
When a man advised me, he said:
Woe to you, you monster!
By God, Muhammad does not kill anyone
If he enters into his religion and bears witness to the truth
As soon as I heard his article
Until a meem came out of my face towards Yathrib
I want Muhammad
When I reached her, I felt his situation
So I knew he was in the mosque
So I approached him lightly and cautiously
I walked towards him until I was standing
Over his head and I said
I bear witness that there is no god but God
And that Muhammad is His servant and Messenger
When he heard the two testimonies, he looked up at me
When he recognized me, he turned his gaze away from me
Are you wild?
I said yes, O Messenger of God
He said, “Sit down and tell me how you killed Hamza.”
So I sat down and told him the news
When I finished my talk
He turned his face away from me and said
Woe to you, you monster!
Your face has disappeared from me, so I will not see you again
I have been since that day
I would love for the Holy Prophet to see me
If the companions sat opposite him
I took my place behind him
I remained in that state until the Messenger of God died
May God bless him and grant him peace, next to his Lord
Then Wahshi added:
Although I knew that
Islam must come before it
I kept feeling the enormity of the act
And I exaggerate the noble part
With which Islam and the Muslims were created
I started waiting for the opportunity to make amends
With it from what came before me
When he caught up with the Messenger, peace and blessings be upon him
With the highest companion and a caliphate
Muslims to its owner, Abu Bakr
Banu Hanifa became companions
Musaylimah the liar with the apostates
The Messenger of God, may God bless him and grant him peace, an army
For a Muslim war and the return of his people
Bani Hanifa to the religion of God
So I said to myself, this is by God
Your chance, my monster, take it
And don't let it get away from you
Then I went out with the Muslim armies
I took with me the spear with which I was killed
The master of martyrs, Hamza bin Abdul Muttalib
That I could kill Musaylimah or gain victory
According to testimony, when he stormed
The Muslims were attacked by Musaylimah and his army
Death and entanglement with the enemies of God
I started lurking around Musaylimah and saw him
He stood with the sword in his hand and I saw
A man from the Ansar is waiting for him, for example
What I'm lurking we both want
He killed him and when I stood up to him
I shook my spear until it was straight
In my hand I pushed it towards him
I fell into it and at the same moment
I fired my spear at Musaylimah
The Ansar used to attack him and treat him with cruelty
A blow with a sword that dismayed you
He knows where we killed him, if you were
I was the one who killed him. I had killed him
The best people after Muhammad were killed
Evil people too
The best people after Muhammad were killed
He also killed evil people
Historians