You mean to tell me that he should have thought about his leadership...

You mean to tell me that he should have thought about his leadership, and begin a dispute for this earthly matter, instead of mourning my father?! All right… May God remember your actions, and take measure for your deeds!” After a while, the responsible man for that conspiracy decided to make Ali swear allegiance to them, so as to empower their fragile yet strong new position.

But Ali, by pretending that he was fully concentrated on collecting all the sourates of the Holy Qur’an replied:” I have sworn solemnly that until I have not collected all the sourates of the Holy Qur’an, and until I have not set them right, not to go out of my home and not to put my cloak [ Abâ ] on my shoulders… “ so he refused firmly to swear allegiance to them. Unfortunately, the enemies had made a plan in case Ali would refuse to join them.

Someone by the name of Ghanfaz and his cruel gang, came in front of Ali’s house to take him by force to mosque, so that he would swear allegiance to the new caliph. But they were faced with Fâtemeh’s refusal to open the door. With a sign from Omar Ibn’l Khatâb , the hateful servants of these men, with the leadership of Ghanfaz, made a fire and burnt the entrance door of Ali and Fâtemeh’s house. Then they kicked the burnt out door aside… But what of it?

The door opened all right, but by having been shut open, the peg of the door encountered with Fâtemeh’s fragile bossom and hurt deeply the beautiful flower of the household of Mohammad… Suddenly the enemy entered the house. One hand on the sword, the other hand on the whip… Fâtemeh on seeing this, cried out loud:” O Father!

O Messenger of God!” The enemy took out his sword, and with the width of his weapon, pushed her hard towards the wall, so much so that the ribs of this sweet, beloved lady, broke, and it resulted in a miscarriage… The stillborn would have been a boy named Mohassa, even though it wasn’t born yet… Fâtemeheye Zahrâ hurt so much that she fell hardly on the ground, and began sobbing and crying out to her maid: “O Fezzeh!

Help me… I swear to God that I have a miscarriage…’’ They then put a cord on Hazraté Ali’s neck, to take him by force to the Mosque. Fâtemeh pushed herself up, so that she could take the hem of Ali’s clothes, and make him stay.