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
Khabbab bin Al-Ard, may God be pleased with him
Umm Anmar Al-Khuzaia went to the slave market in Mecca
She wanted to buy herself a boy
You benefit from his service and invest in his handiwork
She began looking at the faces of the slaves offered for sale
Her choice fell on a boy who had not reached the dream
She saw the health of his body and the choices of the survival of the desert on the face of it
What tempted her to buy it?
So I paid for it and drove off with it
While they were on some road
Anmar's mother turned to the boy and said
Good evening, boy
And he said
Khabab
And she said
And your father's name
He said
I didn't want to
And she said
Where are you from?
He said: From Najd
And she said
So you are Arab
He said yes
From Bani Tamim
she said
And who delivered you into the hands of slavers in Mecca?
He said
An Arab tribe raided our neighborhood
So the cattle woke up and the women hibernated
And I took the seed
I was among those who were taken from the boys
Then I still changed hands
Until he brought him to Mecca
And I am in your hand
Umm Anmar sent her servant to Qayyun from Qayyun of Mecca
To teach him how to make swords
How quickly the boy mastered the craft and mastered it to the best of his ability
Khabbab's support did not strengthen and he reached his oud
Anmar's mother rented a shop for him
She bought him a kit
And she made use of his skill in making swords
Only a month had passed since Khabbab had been in Mecca
And he made people buy his swords
Because of his honesty, honesty, and mastery of craftsmanship
He was Khabab despite his fatwa
He has the mind of the wise and the wisdom of the sheikhs
When he finished his work, he would be alone with himself
He often thinks about this ignorant society
Who was drowned in corruption from the soles of his feet to the top of his head
Maran terrifies the lives of Arabs out of ignorance
And blind shadows
He himself was one of its victims
He used to say that this night must have another
He wished for his life to be extended
To see with his own eyes the death of darkness and the birth of light
Khabbab's wait did not take long
A thread of light appeared to him
He shined among the youth of Bani Hashim
His name is Muhammad bin Abdullah
So he went to him and heard from him
He was dazzled by Alaa and overwhelmed by his years
So he extended his hand to him
He bore witness that there is no god but God
And that Muhammad is His servant and Messenger
He was the sixth person to convert to Islam on earth
Until it was said that a period of time had passed since Khabbab was one-sixth of Islam
Khabbab did not conceal his conversion to Islam from anyone
It was not long before the news reached Umm Anmar
She became angry and angry
She accompanied her brother Sebaa bin Abdul-Izza
They were attacked by a group of Khuza'a boys
They all went to Khabbab
They found him busy with his work
So Sabaa approached him and said
We received news about you that we could not believe
Khabbab said, “What is it?”
Sibaa said, “It is rumored that you became a youth and followed the servant of Banu Hashim.”
Khabbab said calmly
I did not believe, but I believed in God alone, who has no partner
I rejected your idols
I testified that Muhammad is the servant of God and His Messenger
Khabbab’s words only touched the ears of Sebaa and those with him
Until they attacked him and started beating him with their hands
And they kick him with their feet
They throw at him whatever hammers and pieces of iron they can find
Even the horrors of the earth are unconscious
And blood is bleeding from him
The news of what happened between Khabbab and his lady spread like wildfire in Mecca
People were astonished by Khabbab's boldness
Because they had not heard before
That someone followed Muhammad and stood among the people declaring his Islam
With such frankness and challenge
The elders of Quraish were shaken by Khabbab’s command
It would not have occurred to them that Qayn was like Qayn or Anmar
He has no clan to protect him
There is no nervousness in him that prevents him or shelters him
He is so bold that he rebels against her authority
And he speaks loudly because of its gods
She regrets the religion of her fathers and grandfathers
I was certain that this was a day that would come after it
The Quraish were not wrong in what they expected
Khabbab's boldness tempted many of his companions to declare their conversion to Islam
So they started shouting the word of truth one after another
The leaders of Quraish gathered at the Kaaba
And at their head was Abu Sufyan bin Harb
And Al-Walid bin Al-Mughirah
And Abu Jahl bin Hisham
And discuss the matter of Muhammad
They saw that his condition was increasing and worsening day after day
And hour after hour
They were determined to resolve the disease before it got worse
They decided that each tribe would attack its followers
And to torture them until they abandon their religion or die
The burden of torturing Khabab fell on Siba bin Abdul Izza and his people
When the storm became intense and the rays of the sun began to ignite the earth with flames
They took him to Batha in Mecca
They took off his clothes
They dressed him in iron armor
They denied him water
Even if the effort reaches every amount
They approached him and said
What do you say about Muhammad?
He says: Abdullah and His Messenger
He brought us the religion of guidance and truth
To bring us out of darkness into light
They beat him up and punch him
Then they tell him
And what do you say about God and glory?
He says, “Two idols are deaf and dumb.”
They do no harm or benefit
They bring protected stones
They stick it to his back
They keep it on until the fat drips from their shoulders
Anmar's mother was no less cruel to Khabbab than her brother Siba'
She saw the Messenger of God, may God bless him and grant him peace, passing by his shop and speaking to him
She went crazy when she saw it
He started coming to Khabbab day after day
She takes Hadidah, protected from his hatred
She puts it on his head until his head smokes
And he faints
He prayed for her and her brother Sibaa
When the Messenger, may God’s prayers and peace be upon him, gave permission
His companions migrated to Medina
Khabbab prepares to go out
However, he did not leave Mecca
Only after God answered his prayer for Umm Anmar
She had a headache the likes of which he had never heard before
She was howling in extreme pain, just as dogs do
Her children sought her favor everywhere
They were told that there was no cure for her pain
Unless she keeps burning her head with fire
So she started ironing her head with a heated iron
He gets the pain of cauterization that makes him forget the pain of a headache
Khabbab enjoyed comfort under the care of the Ansar in Medina
Which he was deprived of for a long time
His eyes were comforted by the closeness of his Prophet, may God’s prayers and peace be upon him
Without any disturbance disturbing it or disturbing its peace
He witnessed with the Holy Prophet Badr
And he fought under his banner
He went out with him to Uhud
So God pleased his eyes with the vision of Siba’ bin Abd al-Azza
My brother, Anmar's mother
He is killed by the lion of God
Hamza bin Abdul Muttalib
And life extended
Until the four Rightly Guided Caliphs of the Messenger of God came to fruition
And the majestic of destiny, its male prophet, lived under their care
One day, Omar bin Al-Khattab entered his caliphate
The highest age is a session
He exaggerated his approach and told him
No one is more deserving of this council than Bilal
Then he asked him about the most severe harm he suffered from the polytheists
So he was ashamed to answer him
When he insisted, he removed his robe from his back
Omar was startled by what he saw
He said how it happened
Khabbab said
The polytheists lit firewood for me until it became embers
Then they took off my clothes
And they started dragging me to him
Until my flesh fell off the bones of my back
Only the water that oozed from my body extinguished the fire
Khabbab became rich in the last part of his life after poverty
He possessed gold and silver that he had never dreamed of
However, he spent his money in a way that no one would ever think of
He placed his dirhams and dinars in a place in his house
He is known by those in need among the poor and needy
He did not stress his composure
He was not sentenced to death
They would come to his house and take whatever they wanted from him
Without question or permission
However
He was afraid that he would be held accountable for that money
And to be tortured because of it
A group of his companions said:
We entered upon Khabbab during his dying illness
He said that there are eighty thousand dirhams in this place
By God, I never tightened a leash on her
It has never prevented a beggar from doing so
Then he cried
They said to him, “What makes you cry?”
He said: I cry because my friends have passed away
They did not receive any of their rewards in this world
And I stayed
I ran out of this money
I fear that there will be a reward for those deeds
When Khabbab caught up with his Lord
The Commander of the Faithful, Ali bin Abi Talib, may God be pleased with him, stood at his grave
May God have mercy on Khabab, he said
He converted to Islam willingly
And he immigrated obediently
And he lived as a mujahideen
God will not waste the reward of those who do good deeds
May God have mercy on Khababa
He converted to Islam willingly
And he immigrated obediently
And he lived as a mujahideen
Ali bin Abi Talib