2. The hairdresser of Feraoun’s daughter was a righteous
woman. She and her husband were living under the
reign of Feraoun. She was working as a servant and a
nanny to Feraoun’s daughters; and her husband was
close to Feraoun. Allah had bestowed His grace on
them, and they believed in Him. When Feraoun
discovered the husband’s belief, he killed him. His
wife kept working in his castle to feed her five
children.
3. One day, while this good woman was brushing the hair
of one of Feraoun’s daughters, the comb dropped of
her hand, and she said: “in the name of Allah”.
Feraoun’s daughter said: “Allah! Do you mean my
father?”. She shouted: “No, Allah is my god, your god,
and your father’s god too.” The daughter wandered
how could her barber worship a god rather than her
father. She told her father that there was in his castle
who worshiped god other than him. Feraoun called
this barber and asked her: “who is your god?”. She
replied: “My god and yours is Allah”. To this answer,
he was extremely angry.
4. Feraoun ordered a large copper pot filled out by
boiling oil to torture the barber, and he stopped her
in front of it. When she saw the torment that was
waiting for her, she consoled herself by saying that it
was only one soul that was going to come out to meet
Allah the Almighty. Feraoun wanted to double her
torment. So, he ordered her five orphan children that
she was striving hard to feed them to be brought ( he
was undoubtedly trying to make a pressure on her).
When the five children saw their mother, they held her
tightly and started to cry. She herself rushed to kiss
them crying
5. Then, she held her youngest child who was still a baby in
her arms, and she gave him her breast to feed him. When
Feraoun saw this scene, he asked her again: “do you have a
god other than me?”. She replied the same: “My god and
yours is Allah”. So, Feraoun ordered to throw her oldest
son into the boiling pot. The soldier dragged the boy, and
pushed him to the boiling oil, while he was screaming,
calling his mother, begging for mercy from the soldiers and
Feraoun, and calling his brothers too. He also tried
helplessly to run away, and to hit the soldiers by his little
hands, but each time, the soldiers were slapping him and
pushing him forward to the copper pot.
6. His mother could but look at him, and see him off. After only
few seconds, he was inside the boiling pot. His mother was
crying, and his brothers were hiding their eyes by their little
hands, until the boy’s slim body melted into the boiling oil.
Then, his white bones floated over the oil.
Feraoun looked at her, then he asked her again: “Do you have
a god other than me?” She replied the same: “My god and yours
is Allah”. He ordered her to utter the word of disbelief, but she
refused. Feraoun grew angrier, and he ordered her second son
to be thrown into the boiling oil too. The soldiers took him
away from his mother while he was crying and screaming, and
threw him to the pot too. After only few seconds, his white
bones floated over the oil to merge with his brothers’
7. The mother was all the time firm in her religion,
certain of meeting Allah. Feraoun repeted her the
same question: “Do you have a god other than me?”
She answered him again: “My god and yours is Allah”.
Here, Feraoun ordered her third son to be thrown into
the boiling oil. The soldiers drew him and did with
him the same as they did with his previous brothers.
The mother was still firm in her religion
8. Then, Feraoun ordered her fourth child to be thrown
into the oil too. This child was still young. When the
soldiers came to take him, he kept hold of his mother’s
dress, and he threw himself over her, with his tears
running over them. His mother tried to carry him to
kiss him and see him for the last time before he would
leave her, but the soldiers came in between them.
They dragged him from his little hands, while he was
crying and begging them with his incomprehensible
words. They hadn’t any mercy on him.
9. After few seconds, he sunk into the boiling oil. His
voice vanished; his body disappeared, and his white
bones floated over the oil. His mother was looking at
his bones; he had gone now to the afterlife. She cried a
lot over him, and she was remembering how long she
had been holding him in her breast, and breastfeeding
him; and how long she was staying awake on nights for
him, and crying for his cry.
10. Now, there remained only the baby whom she was
breastfeeding. She was still striving hard to hold on.
Feraoun asked her the same question before throwing
her last child into the oil: “Do you have a god other
than me?”. This time, she kept silent, and hesitated.
Here, the miracle that the Prophet may Allah have
peace and blessing upon him happened; Allah the
Almighty made this baby talk, saying: “Hold on
mother! You are right”.
11. This story is narrated in the book of “Fath Al-Bari to
Explain Sahih Al-Bukhari”. So, the mother replied him
again: “My god and yours is Allah”. The soldiers
rushed to her, and took away the fifth child while he
was still holding her breast. He screamed when they
took him. The poor mother cried. He was thrown
into the boiling oil now, with a rest of her milk still in
his mouth. His hands were still holding some of her
hairs, and his clothes still bearing some of her tears.
12. Now, the five children were gone. After a short
period, she would be joining them too. The soldiers
rushed to her as merciless monsters, and they pushed
her to the pot. When they held her to throw her, she
looked at Feraoun and told him: “Make my bones and
my childrens’ in one single grave”.
This hairdresser could escape this unbearable the
torment by saying the word of disbelief to Firaun, but
she understood that (Hereafter) which is with Allah is
better and will remain forever. How strong her faith is!
, and how great her hold is!
13. Dear brothers, when the man has no arm to defend
himself, or to attack his enemy, it is enough to stand
firm for his principle and don’t humble yourself to a
despotic or the tyrannical enemy. As such, he will
surely be the victorious, even if he dies, because he
could stick to his principle to the last minute. He will
yield the fruith of this in the judgment day.
14. On the night Al-Israa and Al-Mi’raj (the night journey
of Prophet Muhammad (SAWS) from Makkah to
Jerusalem and his ascension to the seventh heaven),
The prophet saw some of the heaven that this
hairdresser was living. He told his companions:
((In the ‘isra’ and mi’raj’ , I smelled a scent I had
never smelled before, I said: Jibrîl (Gabriel), what
is this smell?” a very beautiful smell, he said: “
this is the scent of the hairdresser of Pharaoh’s
daughter”)).
(Narrated in the Sahih Hadiths)
