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to Allah whatever they had in their mind.
My turn came, I felt so ashamed and sick inside. I greeted him, he
smiled but his displeasure was apparent upon him face. He asked me
to come forward, so I approached and sat down before him. He
inquired what had kept me back; was it perhaps because I had not
purchased a ride, he asked?
The feeling of shame and sickness inside me increased. I told him
that if it had been anyone other than he, I would have attempted to
offer a plausible excuse, because I was skilled in the art of
convincing. But, I knew only too well in the depth of my heart that if I
did, Allah would cause him to be displeased with me over something
else. So, I told him of my hope that if I told him the truth -- even
though I knew he would be displeased with me -- that Allah would
have mercy on me. So, I told him I had no excuse at all.
Upon hearing this the Prophet, praise and peace be upon him, said to
those present: "This one has told the truth." Then he looked at me
My turn came, I felt so ashamed and sick inside. I greeted him, he
smiled but his displeasure was apparent upon him face. He asked me
to come forward, so I approached and sat down before him. He
inquired what had kept me back; was it perhaps because I had not
purchased a ride, he asked?
The feeling of shame and sickness inside me increased. I told him
that if it had been anyone other than he, I would have attempted to
offer a plausible excuse, because I was skilled in the art of
convincing. But, I knew only too well in the depth of my heart that if I
did, Allah would cause him to be displeased with me over something
else. So, I told him of my hope that if I told him the truth -- even
though I knew he would be displeased with me -- that Allah would
have mercy on me. So, I told him I had no excuse at all.
Upon hearing this the Prophet, praise and peace be upon him, said to
those present: "This one has told the truth." Then he looked at me