H 265 - Narrated to us a group of scholars from Abu Ja’far Muhammad bin Ali bin Husain bin Babawayh that he said: Narrated to us Abu Muhammad Hasan Ibn Muhammad Ibn Yahya Alawi, the nephew of Tahir, in Baghdad on the side of the cotton market in his house that: Abul Hasan Ali Ibn Ahmad Ibn Ali Aqiqi came to Baghdad in the year two hundred and ninety eight and went to Ali Ibn Isa Jarrah, who was at that time the minister, to seek help about something he had lost. He asked the minister for help. But he said, “You have a big family in this region. If we go to them, they will give us everything we ask for.” This took very long or he gave this answer. So, Aqiqi said, “I will ask someone who can fulfill my need.” Ali Ibn Isa asked, “And who is that?” He said: “Allah, the Exalted.” Saying this, he left angrily. He said: I went out as I was saying, “To God is the call of help from every calamity and in Him is relief from every tragedy.” As I went away, a messenger from Husain Ibn Rauh came and I confided my misgivings to him. The messenger brought it to the attention of Husain Ibn Rauh. He then came with a hundred dirhams, whole in number and weight, a scarf, some anointments for the deceased and some burial shrouds. He said: “Your master is extending his greetings to you and is saying, ‘When a grief or hard event challenges you, touch this scarf against your face, for this is the scarf of your master. And take these dirhams, anointments and burial shrouds. Your need will be fulfilled tonight. When you reach Egypt, Muhammad Ibn Ismail will be dead ten days before your arrival and you will die after him. So, this will be your burial shroud, this, your scent and this, your gear.” I took the items and put the event into my memory. The messenger left. Once I noticed that the torch at my door was alight and someone was knocking the door. I asked my servant, “Look, what is it?” He said: “It is alright. It is the slave of Hamid Ibn Muhammad Katib, the cousin of the minister.” He brought him to me. He said: “The minister wants to see you. My master Hamid is asking you to ride to him.” I rode and passed by the streets gates and reached the street of the weight-makers. I saw Hamid waiting there for me. When he saw me, he held my hand and we rode to the minister. The minister said: “O Shaykh, Allah has fulfilled your need.” He apologized to me and gave letters that were written and sealed and he had made them ready for me. I took the letters and left. Abu Muhammad Hasan Ibn Muhammad says, Abul Hasan Ali Ibn Ahmad Aqiqi narrated this to us in Nasibayn and said: These anointments did not come, but for my aunt. [He did not mention her name.] That is the news of my death was given. Husain Ibn Rauh had told me: You will own agricultural land and after that he wrote my request. So, I went to him, kissed his forehead and eyes and said: “Master, show me the burial shrouds, the anointments and the dirhams.” He took out the shrouds. There was an embroidered cloak in them weaved at Yemen, three garments from Khurasan and a turban. The anointments were in a sack. He took out the dirhams. I counted them. They were one hundred. I said: “Master, give me one dirham from them, I will make a ring out of it.” He said: “How can that be? Take anything else you want?” I begged and entreated that I wanted a dirham from those dirhams. I kissed his head and his eyes. He gave me a dirham, which I fastened in my handkerchief and then put it in my sleeve. When I went to the inn, I opened the long sack which I had and put the handkerchief, in which the dirham was tied, in the long sack. I put my books and notebooks over it. I stayed some days and then came back to get the dirham. The sack was tied as it had been, but nothing was in it. Different thoughts were ravaging through my head. I went to the door of Aqiqi and said to his servant, Khair, “I want to see the Shaykh.” He took me inside. He asked: “What is happening?” I said: “My master, the dirham which you gave me, I did not put it in my sack.” He called for his sack and took out the dirhams and counted them: they were one hundred by number and weight. There was no one with me, who I would suspect of wrongdoing. I asked him to give it back to me. But then he went to Egypt and took possession of his agricultural lands. And as predicted Muhammad Ibn Ismail had died ten days before him and then he died and was shrouded in the burial shrouds he was given.