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He got to know the companions, scholars, and notables
A new challenge from me
I am one of the young companions of the Ansar
I was born ten years before immigration
The Messenger of God, may God bless him and grant him peace, sought help from me on the day of Badr
He sent me back and granted me permission on the Day of the Trench
I witnessed fifteen raids with him
I traveled with him eighteen times
I was also one of the scholars and jurists of the Companions
Three hundred and five hadiths were narrated on the authority of the Prophet, may God bless him and grant him peace
The Messenger of God, may God bless him and grant him peace, once told me
He took my hand and shook my hand
So I said, O Messenger of God
I only thought of shaking hands as non-Arab
He said, “We are more deserving of the handshake than them.”
No two Muslims meet and shake hands
Except their sins fall between them
I was keen to shake hands after that
I would say that a perfect greeting is to shake hands with your brother
Abu Bakr, may God be pleased with him, came one day
To my father at our house
So he bought a backpack from him
He asked my father to carry his luggage
So I carried it with him
When we went out
I said, Abu Bakr
Tell me how you did when you migrated with the Messenger of God, may God bless him and grant him peace
And he said yes
We spent the night and tomorrow
Until he rose at noon
And on the road, no one passes
I saw a tall rock with a shadow
So we stayed there
I made a place with my own hand for the Prophet, may God bless him and grant him peace, to sleep in
And fur was spread over it
And I said, “Sleep, O Messenger of God.”
And I will reveal to you what is around you
He fell asleep and I went out to clean up what was around him
So, I am a shepherd heading to the rock with his sheep
He wants it like we wanted it
So I told him
Who are you, boy?
And he said
For a man from Mecca
So I said
Is there a dog?
He said yes
I said
Should I milk?
He said yes
So he took a sheep
He milked for us
So I came to the Prophet, may God bless him and grant him peace
I hated to wake him up
I agreed with him when he woke up
So I poured some water on the milk
Until it got cold underneath
So I said
Drink, O Messenger of God
So he drank until he was satisfied
Then I said
Isn't it too late to leave?
He said yes
So we left after the sun had set
I was known for my chivalry and courage
And I am not afraid of death
I killed a hundred men in a duel
Executioner in battles
I participated in opening a cover-up
I was the commander of the force that opened irrigation
Twenty-four years after the Hijra
Who am I?
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When the next episode comes out
God willing