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She said: “O Allah’s Apostle, some men pride themselves on me that I was not among the early emigrants.” So, he (a.s.) said: “Rather, you emigrated twice: You emigrated to al-Habasha, while we were in Mecca. Then you emigrated after that.” She narrated sixty traditions from the Prophet (a.s.). Umar bin al-Khattab asked her to explain dreams. He assigned for her one thousand dirhams. When her husband was martyred, Abu Bakr married her, and she born him the good one, Muhammed.

When Abu Bakr died, Imam Ali, the Commander of the faithful, peace be on him, married like that which she had seen in al-Habasha to conceal her body. When Fatima looked at the coffin, she smiled for the first time after the death of her father.[^1] On the last day of her life, she was happy and delighted, for she came to know that she would join her father, who had given her good news of that she would be the first of his family to join him.

She washed her two sons and ordered them to go to visit the grave of their grandfather. They went out while they were thinking of the affair. Did the illness exhaust their mother? Did the illness harm her, and she was unable to go to the House of Sorrows? Or did she want to weep this day in her house? How did she weep while the Sheikhs of Medina had prevented her from weeping? They drowned in a sea of cares and a current of suspicions.

Fatima turned to Salma, daughter of ‘Umays,[^2] who looked after her, and said to her: “Mother!” “Yes, O dear one of Allah’s Apostle (a.s)!” retorted Salma. “Bring me some water!” requested Fatima. Salma fetched her some water, and she washed with it, and she was in a good condition. She said to her: “Bring me my new garments!” Salma gave her the garments. Then Fatima said to her: “Put my bed in the middle of the house!” Salma became astonished and tripped over the trains of her gown.

She did that to her. Fatima laid on her bed in the direction of qibla. Then she turned to Salma and said to her: “I am dying now! I have purified myself! Therefore, let none uncover me.”[^3] Fatima died at that time. On that day immortal in the world of sorrows, the most wonderful page of virtue, purity, and chastity was folded. At her death Previous…