Suddenly, there was a person, he said Salaam.
‘May I come in?’ he asked.
But Fatimah (radhi allahu ta’ala nha) did not allow him to enter the room. ‘I’m sorry, my father is ill,’ said Fatimah (radhi allahu ta’ala nha), turned her body back
and closed the door. She went back to her father who had opened his eyes and asked Fatimah (radhi allahu ta’ala nha),
‘Who was he, my daughter?’
‘I don’t know, my father. It was the first time for me to see him,’ Fatimah (radhi allahu ta’ala nha) said gently. Then, Rasulullah(salallahu alayhi wassalam) looked at his daughter with trembled look, as if he wanted to reminisce about every part of her daughter’s face. ‘Know one thing! He is who erases the temporary pleasure; heis who separates the companionship in the world. He is the death angel,’ said Rasulullah (salallahu alayhi wassalam). Fatimah (radhi allahu ta’ala anha) bore the bomb of her cry. The death angel came towards him.
But Rasulullah(sullalahu alayhi wassalam) asked why Jibril (alayhisalam) did not come along with him. Then, Jibril (alayhisalam) was called. Jibril (alayhislam) was ready in the sky to welcome the soul of Habibullah and the leader of the earth. ‘O Jibril, explain me about my rights in front of ALLAH?’ Rasulullah (salallahu alayhi wassalam) asked with a weakest voice. “The doors of sky have opened, the angels are waiting for your soul.’ ‘All jannats open widely waiting for you,’ Jibril (alayhisalam) said. But, in fact, all this did not make Rasulullah (salallahu alayhi wassalam) relieved, his eyes were still full of worry. ‘You are not happy to hear this news?’ asked Jibril (alayhisalam). ‘Tell me about the destiny of my people in future?’ ‘Don’t worry, O Rasul ALLAH (salallahu alayhi wassalam). I heard ALLAH telling me: ‘I make jannat haram for every one, except the people of Muhammad (salallahu alayhi wassalam) who are inside it,’
Jibril (alayhisalam) said. It became closer and closer, the time for Malaekat Izrail (alayhisalam) to do his work. Slowly, Rasulullah’s (sulallahu alayhi wassalam) soul was pulled. It was seemed that the body of Rasulullah (salallahu alayhi wassalam) was full of sweat; the nerves of his neck became tight.
‘Jibril (alayhisalam), how painful this sakaratul maut is!’ Rasulullah (salallahu alayhi wassalam) uttered a groan slowly. Fatimah (radhi allahu ta’ala anha) closed her eyes, Ali (radhi allahu ta’ala anhu) sat beside her bowed deeply and Jibril (alayhisalam) turned his face back. ‘Am I repugnant to you that you turn your face back o Jibril?’ (alayhisalam) Rasulullah (salallahu alayhi wassalam) asked the Deliverer of Wahy. ‘Who is the one who could see the Habibullah in his condition of sakaratul maut,’ Jibril (alayhisalam) said. Not for a while, Rasulullah (salallahu alayhi wassalam) uttered a groan because of unbearable pain. ‘O ALLAH, how great is this sakaratul maut. Give me all these pains, don’t give it to my people.’ The body of Rasulullah (salallahu alayhi wassalam) became cold, his feet and chest did not move anymore. His lips vibrated as if he wanted to say something, Ali (radhi allahu ta’ala anhu) took his ear close to Rasulullah (sullahu alayhi wassalam).
‘Uushiikum bis shalati, wa maa malakat aimanuku – take care of the saalat and take care the weak people among you.’ Outside the room, there were cries shouted each other, sahabah held each other. Fatimah (radhi allahu ta’alaanha) closed her face with her hands and, again, Ali (radhi allahu ta’ala anho) took his ear close to Rasulullah’s mouth which became bluish. ‘Ummatii, ummatii, ummatii?’ – ‘My people, my people, my people.’ And the life of the noble man ended.
Could we love each other like him? Allahumma salle ‘ala Muhammad wa baarik wa salim ‘alaihi. How deep is Rasulullah’s (sullalahu alayhi wassalam) love to us.
May peace be upon him. Ameen
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