How did I become rich?

 

How did I become rich?

When I was in madrasa, the financial situation was in great conflict, sometimes it was and sometimes it was not! At 3:38 Pm that day I was really hungry and had no money and the seminary dinner was supposed to be at around 9:00 Pm!

I sat in the mosque and started studying with a biographical book.

The page that opened in front of me was Hazrat Khadijah's message of marriage to Prophet Muhammad (peace be upon him).

Well, as I was reading, I came to a thought and closed the book that by Allah, giving me a rich wife will not be a financial struggle at least! He said with great regret

Well that time has passed!

It's free! What to do now? How to earn money! Obviously there was a concern!

While walking around, a person thought of going abroad! The heart came out in such a way that when I reach out, there will be money with the trees and I will take it off

Well, the Kuwaiti visa was applied and the debt like mountains was sitting on top of each other! It would be comforting to think that no one is going to earn, so I will take it off!

Arrived in Kuwait! A few days later, I got a job as a security guard in one place! A month later did not feel! Because it was hard duty!

Then left, but the happiness of the first salary did not let the sadness of leaving the job emerge! If calculated, 1 lakh 22 thousand of Pakistan were becoming! wow

Well, I wanted a job, so I got a job tending goats and feeding them on time in a suburban area!

This fence belonged to an Arabic Kuwaiti woman! Well, in the name of God, I put a bed between the milk of the goats!

The work was easy and the Kuwaiti woman was polite! At first, I was limited only to rent, but after two months, I started coming to his house again.

 

The curtain was very tight! Whenever she met me, she would have a child with a black hijab covering her face!

Now, because the daily schedule was known, one day I thought that since I was free at that time, someone would study Arabic with Tafsir so that what I read would be fresh.

I bought a Tafsir "Tafsir al-Khazan" and brought some copies with pen.

I used to study this commentary in my free time after Maghrib.

Time passed! One day I went out to work with this Kuwaiti woman and came back at Isha time! When I came back, I wanted to inform this woman, so I left the rented room and went to the door of her house and informed about my arrival, then the Kuwaiti woman started telling me that

Enter the room. He pointed and said that you should go inside this guest room!!

It was the first time he said so!

Entered well. The beauty of the Arabs was in the room!

A few moments later, a voice came from several small speakers in this room to open the door and take the things lying outside!

When I opened the door, there were fruit, juice and biscuits, dates and zamzam water in the tray!

I thought oh God! There was a voice saying that please eat. Eat it!

I turned the spoon again! And thought that these Arabs have great qualities! Wow, if the mood of generosity comes, then even a slave is made a king.

About 20 minutes later, the woman's voice (in Arabic) came from the speaker in this room

I want to talk to you, that's why I invited you here! And said that there is a small stick lying in front of you, keep it in front of you and your voice will be clear to me.

I said yes please!

 

He said that I have seen this interpretation of the room about you! You introduce yourself to me!

Where did I go! I am also a religious scholar and I had reached here just in search of sustenance and now I was getting free time, so I thought that the lessons learned should be refreshed together.

His voice came from the speaker like this. Ya Lord Ya Lord Lord!!

Well, when everything came out, they invited me to marry in clear words!

I was shocked and confused! Where are the foreigners and where are the wealthy Arabs! His grandeur was a house, preferably a large luxury jeep. And she was the owner of a factory of milk and butter and cheese, while I was her employee only in the goat farm!!

So she understood my silence and said that you should take time to consult and think!

I came back to the room and was very hesitant! Because he told that I am 36 years old and my husband died in a road accident and now I have a child and I am just!

I was 27 years old at that time! She was 9 years older than me!

What should I answer? It was very difficult for me! I asked a friend of mine who used to study with me in Madrasa for advice on WhatsApp and he said Bismillah do it! This is the sustenance Allah wants to give!

I said yes on the second day and accepted some things from her, in the next 12 days that woman became my Muharram wife and I saw her face, Allahu Akbar!!

Moved from a rental to a room about 30 by 30!!

Allah gave me a lot in Pakistan through this woman's wealth! The concern for sustenance ended and madrassas were built.

I am writing this article sitting with my second wife in my house located in Islamabad.

Telling was that those words

"By Allah, giving me a rich wife will not be the least financial struggle!

Tears came out of my eyes when I remembered.