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A few years later, Zahra’s father became very ill. One day he called his

daughter to his side and gave her words of love and advice.

‘My sweet child,’ he said, ‘Follow the Qur’an and the Sunnah, and never

miss your prayers. Be patient and humble, always speak gently and share

whatever you have with the poor. And know that I love you very much.

May Allah protect you and make you a strong Muslim.’

The poor child clung to her father.

‘You must hold fast to the rope of Allah and never let go,’ he said.

‘La ilaha ill-Allah Muhammadur rasulullah.’ These were the last words

her father spoke.

‘Inna lillahi wa inna ilayhi raji‘un,’ whispered the poor girl as she wept.

Zahra was alone in the world. She was an orphan with no one to love her.