THE TEARS OF RASULULLAH (SAW)...

On the last day of Rasulullah on earth…
Suddenly, there was a person who said salaam.
"May I come in?" he asked.
But Fatimah did not allow him to enter the room.
"I'm sorry, my father is ill," said Fatimah, and turned back and closed the door.
She went back to her father who had opened his eyes and he asked Fatimah, "Who was he, my daughter?"
"I don't know, my father. It's the first time I'm seeing him," Fatimah said gently.
Then, Rasulullah (SAW) looked at his daughter with a trembled look, as if he wanted to recall about every part of his daughter's face.
"Know one thing! He is who erases the temporary pleasure; he is who separates the companionship in the world.
He is the angel of death," said Rasulullah (SAW).
Fatimah bore the bomb of her cry.
The death angel came toward him, but Rasulullah (SAW) asked why Jibril did not come along with him.
Then, Jibril was called. Jibril was ready in the sky to welcome the soul of Habibullah and the leader of the earth.
"O Jibril, explain to me about my rights in front of ALLAH?" Rasulullah (SAW) asked with a weak voice.
"The doors of the sky have opened; the angels are waiting for your soul.
All jannats are open widely waiting for you," Jibril said.
But, in fact, all that did not make Rasulullah (SAW) relieved. His eyes were still full of worry.
"You are not happy to hear this news?" asked Jibril.
"Tell me about the destiny of my people in the future?" Rasulullah asked.
"Don't worry, Oh Rasul ALLAH. I heard ALLAH told me: "I make jannat haram for everyone, except to the people of Muhammad" Jibril said.
It became closer and closer, the time for Malaikat Izrail to do his work. Slowly, Rasulullah's (SAW) soul was pulled. It seemed that the body of Rasulullah (SAW) was full of sweat (paseena) ; the nerves of his neck became tight.
"Jibril, how pain this sakaratul maut is!"
Rasulullah (SAW) uttered a groan slowly. Fatimah closed her eyes, Ali sat beside her bow deeply and Jibril turned his face back.
"Am I repugnant to you that you turn your face back o Jibril?" Rasulullah (SAW) asked to the Deliverer of Wahyu.
"Who is the one who could see the Habibullah in his sakaratul maut," Jibril said.
Not for a while, Rasulullah (SAW) uttered a groan because of unbearable pain.
"O ALLAH, how greatest is this sakaratul maut. Give me all these pains, don't to my people."
The body of Rasulullah (SAW) became cold, his feet and chest did not move anymore.
His lips vibrated as if he wanted to say something, Ali took his ear close to Rasulullah (SAW).
"Uusiikum bis salati, wa maa malakat aimanukum?, take care of the salat and take care of the weak people among you."
Outside the room, there were cries shouted each other, sahabat held each other.
Fatimah closed her face with her hands and, again, Ali took his ear close to Rasulullah's (SAW) mouth which became bluish.
"Ummatii, ummatii, ummatii" "My people, my people, my people."
And the life of the noble man ended.
Could we love each other like him? Allahumma salle'ala Muhammad wa baarik wa salim 'alaihi.
How deep is Rasulullah's (SAW) love to us.