It is said that a woman remarried after the death of her husband. She had a three-year-old son from her first husband. When the woman remarried, she moved with her son to her new husband’s house. The new husband was very rich, so she didn’t mind if her son stayed with them. In the beginning he even played with the child and considered it as his own.
But a year later, when their own son was born, the husband’s love and attention began to change. Now he began to shy away from his stepson and did not treat him as before. All his attention was now on his real son. One day when he came back from work, he brought a new bicycle for his son. The mother was heartbroken when she found her orphaned son looking longingly at his younger brother.
The mother requested the husband to buy a bicycle for her stepson as well, but the husband refused and said that he was not responsible for the child. If the mother talks about it again, he will throw the child out of the house. The mother agreed to this to protect her son.
Time passed and both children grew up. The husband admitted his real son to an excellent private school, but did nothing for the stepson. She said he is not her father, so why spend her money on him? He said that this boy would neither take his name nor benefit him.
The mother angrily replied: “Yes, he may not be your flesh and blood, but that does not mean that you should deprive him of education and leave him in the darkness of ignorance. Do you have any mercy in your heart and No compassion?” The husband said: “Enough is enough, I can’t stand her presence anymore. I don’t want to see her in my house.”
The boy came to his mother and, wiping her tears, said: “Mother, don’t worry, there is nothing for you to cry about. I am tired of seeing you put up with this man’s insults every day for my sake.” Do. I will leave this house for your happiness.” The boy left his mother, picked up his clothes and left the house. Mother’s heart started burning like a fire. Questions began to arise in his mind that where will his son go? Where will you live? Where will you eat? And if he falls ill, who will take care of him?
The mother raised her hands to the sky and prayed: “O Allah! I entrust my orphan son to You, protect him and bring him back safe and sound.”
When the husband returned, he found the wife looking happy and satisfied. He wondered why the son had left home and still the wife was happy. He asked: “Why are you happy and not sad at the departure of your son?” The wife smiled and said: “I have entrusted the protection of my son to one who is able to care and protect him, who never tires and never despairs, and who does everything without reward.” can.” The husband asked in surprise: “Who is she?” The wife said: “Allah the Exalted.”
The husband said with a sarcastic laugh: “The world outside has no mercy, and no one feels sorry for the hungry. You seem to have lost your mind.” Time passed and years later, the mother’s son returned one day, with a child in his arms and a woman with him.
He greeted his mother. The mother asks in wonder and joy: “Who is this woman and whose child is this?” The son replied: “This is my wife and this is my son, O mother!” Mother asked: “How did you achieve all this, when you had no money and no shelter?”
The son said: “To tell you the truth, I myself do not know where life has taken me. I was helpless and did not know where to go. Then I reached a mosque in a small village and spent the night there. I used to look for work and sleep in the mosque at night. I told my story to the imam of the mosque and asked him for permission to sleep in the mosque. Every day I used to clean the mosque and The Imam taught me the Qur’an and taught me the religion. One day the Imam fell ill, and from that day I became the Imam of the people They started liking and loving me. They arranged for me to marry an orphan girl, who had only her grandmother, and after a while her grandmother died Got a piece of land from his grandmother’s inheritance, which I cultivated and things improved, Alhamdulillah. Now I have many agricultural lands, and Allah has blessed me with His grace It always seemed that your prayers were with me, and Allah helped me because of you.”
The mother wept with joy and knew that Allah had accepted her prayers. He hugged his grandson and the son kissed his mother’s hands. But the husband could not believe that one day the boy would return as a successful and rich person. Glory be to Allah, Allah is the Sustainer and He blesses whom He wills without measure. This orphan was blessed thanks to the prayers and consent of his mother.
