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whenever I looked up he looked away from me.
No one can know the pain I felt for having disobeyed him, nor yet the
loneliness or deep regret except the other two.
One day I was passing by the garden of my very dear cousin, Abu
Kataddhi. I decided to climb over the garden wall and there he was, I
greeted him but he did not return the greeting. I pleaded with him
saying: "Don't you know I love you in the Name of Allah and His
Messenger?" But he only looked at me and said: "Allah and His
Messenger know best." When I heard this I couldn't hold back my
tears, I wept and returned home.
The next day I went to the market and heard a bedouin from Syria
who had come to sell some grain making inquiries about me. The
people in the market place pointed me out to him and he came
across to me. You can imagine my surprise when he handed me a
letter from King Ghassan. I opened it and it read:
No one can know the pain I felt for having disobeyed him, nor yet the
loneliness or deep regret except the other two.
One day I was passing by the garden of my very dear cousin, Abu
Kataddhi. I decided to climb over the garden wall and there he was, I
greeted him but he did not return the greeting. I pleaded with him
saying: "Don't you know I love you in the Name of Allah and His
Messenger?" But he only looked at me and said: "Allah and His
Messenger know best." When I heard this I couldn't hold back my
tears, I wept and returned home.
The next day I went to the market and heard a bedouin from Syria
who had come to sell some grain making inquiries about me. The
people in the market place pointed me out to him and he came
across to me. You can imagine my surprise when he handed me a
letter from King Ghassan. I opened it and it read: