The Brilliant Flowers


As if she was felling by what had happened for her mother from Macca women's breaking away for her... even her familiars became didn't ask about her or search to her conditions... that she stayed alone in her house... with out any intimate or friend through the prophet's (s) absence...
Yes she was feeling by what happened for her mother since she married with the messenger (s.) although she was still in her bowels darkness... there fore she found that is of her duty to amuse her by talking to her... so a happiness smile is brighten on Khadeejeh's face her heart is filled with a felicity that she hadn't felt with within her loneness Khadeejeh...! with whom are you talking...? The prophet asked, while he was surprised after he had seen khadeejeh was mumbling and happy as she was talking with a person infront of her.
She said to him: O, messenger ... The fetus in my venter is talking with me, so her talking sweetness is amusing me,
In this mean while... Jibraal Ameen (s.) descended from the heaven and whispered in the prophets (s.) ear, which made him smiled in a happy, while he was relating, Jibraels (s) words to his wife Khadeejeh as He said: O, Khadeejeh... it is my daughter... Apure and a sterilized breath, and Allah (s.w.) already commanded me to call her Fatima..., and He will nominate Imams of her issue, whom the right way will be followed by them..., which made Khadeejeh's Happiness be heighten until it filled her emotions so it indemnified her of the deprivation of women's breaking up for her.
The birth moments are passing... and Khadeejeh is alone, there is no woman near her... which compeled her to send for relatives of Mecca women.. And she began to wait for their answer, until it came to her:
O, Khadeejeh... you disobeyed us... And rejected our view .. then married that poor man who hadn't wealth... therefore we won't come to you....
So Khadeejeh has glommed for that a great heartache... while she was in that manner, she suddenly saw four women visited her... they were from Kuraish women like... one of them said: O, Khadeejeh don't be sad.... Allah (s.w.) sent us for you... for helping you...
That women were Asia the daughter of Muzaahim..., and with her Mary the daughter of Umran (a.s.), Sara the spouse of Abraham (s.) and Safieh the daughter of Shuaib ...
Thus they sat around her... and they performed their duty until she bare Fatima (a.s.) As the prophet (s) Said: she is chaste and sterilized..., One of them took her ...
Then she washed her with the water of Kawssar and she dried her up..., and took two white pieces of cloth out, they were more white than the yoghurt and more pleasant perfume than musk and ambergris..., so she wrapped her with one cloth...., and masked her by the other..., so she interrogated her, Fatima pronounced by the testimony and said: I testify that (there is no God but God)... and truly My father Mohammed is the Messenger of God.... and Ali is the keepers Master... and my sons are the masters of the grandsons... then she saluted every one of the women by her name..., they laughed and came on her..., Then they rised to the heaven... after that Khadeejeh took her while she was happy and saw a good omen in her ...,
and she put her in her lap..., then she put her breast into her mouth so it milked milk... And How fast Fatima called by Azzehra.... By her birth the ground shone..., the deserts redited..., The mountains and mounds lighted , The angels descended to The ground ... so they spread their wings out in the east and west.. and they spead the splendor pavilion over them... and Mecca inhabitants are covered with which covered of the blossoms...
The prophet (s) dropped on Khadeejeh while he was happy, regarding and auspicious that He said to her: O, Khadeejeh don't be sad if Mecca women have quited you and didn't visit you....
So in this mean time..., fragrant slave girls Suddenlly descended from the heaven... light radiates from them, which flames inflammation ... and perfume smell of them which delights all Mecca inhabitants ...
they greeted, and excellently did..., and they hailed, so they illustrated... Allah (s.w) sent them to become in Khadeejeh and her daughter Azzahrae's (a.s) service. After the houri been cheerful..., and the heavens inhabitants brought glad tidings each other about Azzahra Fatimeh (a.s.) birth, then a brilliant blossoms is found in the heaven that the angels didn't see like it before...
The years run out ... and Azzahra grows in a day as the other than her grows in a month..., and she grows in a month as the other than her grows in a year... until that day came in which the prophet was sitting with his companions in the Mosque and Ali bin abi- Talib (a.s) was with him....
Suddenly an angel descended from the heaven by a shape.. That the prophet (s) didn't accustom it before since He mistrusted him as He is Jibrael (a.s)...
And He planned to kiss his head so the angel told to him: O, Ahmad The angel started to Kiss the prophet's (s.) Holy head and hand ... and mean while the prophet said to him: My lover Jibreal ... what is this shape which you didn't descend on me as like as it ...?!
Then the angel answered: I am not Jibreal... But I am an angel, and I am called Mahmood... so between my two shoulders is written.

THERE IS NO GOD BUT GOD... MOHAMMED THE PASSENGER OF GOD... And at the mean time Jibrael, Meekael, and Israfeel descended from the heaven and seventy thousands of the angels have presented with them...
Whereas Mahmood the angel was saying to the prophet (s.):
Allah (s.w.) sent me to marry the flowers from the flowers.. then the prophet (s) continued : And the flowrs... Mahmood replayed: Fatima from Ali (a.s.) The prophet (s.) paid attention to Ali the son of abi- Talib (a.s.) while he said to him: I have married you on whom Allah (s.w) have married you from over the seven heavens so take her to you...
Then the prophet (s) heeded to Mahmood as he said to him : since what time This is written between your shoulders...?

Mohammmad answered: Two thousands years before that Allah (s.w.) has created Adam. Then Jibrael gave Mohammad (a.s.) a glass of the paradise scent and said:
O, My dear Mohammed, please order Fatima to daub her head and her body by this scent... so Fatimat'uz- Zahra (a.s.) became when ever she passed her hand on her head or her body..., the inhabitants of Medineh smilled the fragrance of that scent...

Fatimatuz- Zahra (a.s) was always busy by worship, and in one night of the Thursdays when she was busy..., her son Imam Hasan (a..s) was watching her while she was bowing... prostrating in her mihrab..., then he began to watch her while she was supplicating to God for all the women.. the men and the children of the neighbors who were lived around her noble house... and the hours of the night is over little by little... until the dawn set in.. and Imam Hassan (a.s.) was looking attentively at his mother Fatimat'uz- Zahra (a.s.) as if he was waiting for a thing of her.... do you think? what was Imam Hassan (a.s) waiting for?! And when Fatimatuz-Zahra (a.s) has ended from her worship and suppliance.. Imam Hassan (a.s) began her and asked: Oh mother, Why didn't you supplicate for your self ... as you supplicated for the others?
Then Fatimatuz-Zahrae (a.s) replied to her son as she said: O, my son... the neigh bore then the home...
In this manner was Al-Mustafa's daughter (a.s) taking care with the Muslims matters and keeping on to hop the benefit and the happiness for them.

But directly after had the prophet (s) passed away to the highest companion, until the disasters are dropped up on her, and she subjected to the flagrant injustice and the great hurt from the ruling power, so she suffered the sadness and the smart until she has died patented, and wronged.
So she followed her father the prophet (s) while she was complaining of what she faced from the injustice and the agony's to him, then she is buried at night, and her cemetery is unknown, so this is a great complaint.
Fatimatuz-Zahrae (a.s.) already has lived while the prophet was colling her (Ummu Abeeha) the mother of her father, and it is enough to her of her complaint, the prophet's (s) speech by her (Fatima is apart of me, who hurt her, he already hurt me)