the crying little girl

That evening, Hasan al-Basri was sitting on the porch. Apparently he was relaxing stroll.Shortly after he sat down to relax, through the body with a procession of mourners behind him. Under the coffin the corpse was carried to walk a little girl sobbing. His hair looked rumpled and loose, not regulation.Al-Basri interested in the appearance of the little girl. He got out of his house and take part in the procession. He walked behind the girl.In between the crying girl heard the words that describe the sadness of his heart."Dad, this is the first time I experienced something like this."Hasan al-Basri said the little girl saying,"He also had never experienced something like this."

The next day, after morning prayers, when the sun shows itself in the eastern horizon, as is usually al-Basri sitting on the porch.A moment later, the little girl yesterday came to the tomb of his father. "A wise little girl," muttered Al-Basri. "I'll follow the little girl."The little girl arrived at the tomb of his father.Al-Basri hiding behind a tree, watching his movements were silent.The little girl was crouched on the edge of the grave mound.She pressed her cheek to the top of the mound of earth.Later, he lamented with words that sound once by Al-Basri."Dad last night I was massaging the feet and hands, who give you a massage last night, Daddy?Dad, how are you living alone in a tomb of darkness without light and without the consolation?Father, turned on the lights for you last night, last night who's turn it on for you?Yesterday I spread out a mat still, now who did it, Dad?Yesterday I gave you drink, who gave you a drink last night?Last night I turn your body from side to side so that you feel comfortable, who does it for you last night, Daddy? ""Last night I that surrounds you, whom you wrap the night, father?Father, last night I noticed your face, who pay attention to your face last night my father?You called me last night and I said penggilanmu, then who is answering your call last night my father?Yesterday I suapi you when you want to eat, who menyuapimu last night, Daddy?Last night I cook various kinds of food for you dad, who is memasakkanmu last night? "Hearing the little girl's moans, Hasan al-Basri did not hold back tears.He went out of his hiding place, and welcomed the words of the little girl."Hi, little girl!Do not say that.But, say,"Dad, you kuhadapkan Qibla direction, do you still like that or has changed, Dad?We kafani you with the best shroud, the shroud was still utuhkan, or have been torn apart, Dad?I placed thee in the tomb with the body intact, is it still so, or earthworms have menyantapmu, Dad? ""Scholars say that the servant who died asked her faith. There is an answer and some are not answered.How about you, Dad? Are you able to account for his faith, Father? Or, you are helpless? ""Scholars say that those who die will be replaced with a winding sheet or shroud of heaven from hell.You got a shroud of nowhere, Dad? ""Scholars say that the tomb as a park or ravine heaven to hell.Sometimes stroking the grave of the dead like mother's love, or sometimes squeezing so that the bones were scattered.Have you stroked or scolded, Dad? ""My father, said the cleric, who was interred regret why not multiply good deeds.People who deny sorry to pile-vice.Do you regret your good deeds kejelekanmu or as little, Dad? ""If I call, you always said.Now I call you on your grave mounds, and why I could not hear sahutanmu, Dad? ""Dad, you've gone.I was not able to see you again until the Day of Judgement.O God, do not YOU rintangi meeting with him in the hereafter. "The little girl turned to Hasan al-Basri and said,"What a beautiful lamentation to my father. How well the guidance that has been received.You remind me of deep neglect. "Then, Hasan al-Basri, and the little girl left the tomb. They came home crying while laughing.