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In Riyadh, a man saw a dream: a person told him, Call this number and arrange Umrah for so-and-so. The number was crystal clear. He woke up, remembered every detail, but dismissed it as a mere illusion and forgot about it. The next night, the exact same dream returned. On the third night, it came again. This time, he went to the imam of his local mosque and narrated the dreams. The imam advised: "If you see it once more, note the number carefully, contact the person, and fulfill this command." The third night, the dream repeated. The next morning, he dialed the number. After a brief introduction, he said: "Brother, I have been commanded in a dream three times to take you for Umrah. I wish to fulfill this good deed." The man on the other end burst into loud laughter. "Umrah?! I haven’t even prayed my obligatory prayers in years! I’m a drinker. You want to take *me* for Umrah?" The dreamer insisted with sincerity and humility. He offered to bear every single expense. After much persuasion, the man finally agreed on one condition: "I’ll go, but you must bring me back to Riyadh and cover all costs." When they finally met, the dreamer was taken aback. The man looked rough clearly a heavy drinker who rarely prayed. His appearance screamed negligence in faith. Yet they traveled together to Makkah. They performed ghusl, entered Ihram, and reached the Haram. They made Tawaf of the Ka’bah, prayed two rak’ahs at Maqam Ibrahim, performed Sa’i between Safa and Marwah, shaved their heads, and completed Umrah. As they were about to leave the Haram, the man said: "Before we leave, I want to pray two rak’ahs of nafl. Who knows if my Umrah was even accepted?" The dreamer had no objection. "Pray with full devotion," he said. The man began praying. When he went into sujood (prostration), he stayed there longer and longer. After some time, his companion called him. No response. He touched him and realized his soul had departed in that very sujood. The dreamer wept with envy. "What a beautiful death! Husn-e-Khatimah. How I wish my end could be like this!" The man was given ghusl with Zamzam water, dressed in Ihram, and his funeral prayer was led in the Haram. Hundreds of thousands of Muslims prayed for him. Later, his body was taken back to Riyadh as promised and buried there. A few days later, the dreamer called the deceased man’s widow to offer condolences. He asked: "Tell me, what good deed did your husband do that earned him such an honorable death dying in sujood inside the Haram?" The widow replied with painful honesty: My husband was not a good man. He had abandoned prayer and fasting long ago. He was addicted to alcohol the bottle was often by his bedside. But there was one habit… In our neighborhood lived a very poor widow with small children. Every night when my husband went to the market to buy food for our family, he would also buy food for her and her orphans. He would quietly place it at her door and call out, 'I’ve left food for you please take it.' That widow would pick up the food and always pray for him: (O Allah, grant him a good end!) Allah accepted her prayer. Dear readers, never forget the hadith of the Prophet PBUH: "Acts of kindness protect a person from an evil death." A small, consistent good deed done quietly even by a flawed man became the reason for his magnificent end. May Allah grant us all husn-e-khatimah a beautiful ending. This is a true incident from Saudi Arabia, recorded in books of genuine spiritual events. A powerful reminder that no good deed is ever wasted in the sight of Allah.

AhmadX_Official's tweet photo. In Riyadh, a man saw a dream: a person told him, Call this number and arrange Umrah for so-and-so. The number was crystal clear.

He woke up, remembered every detail, but dismissed it as a mere illusion and forgot about it.

The next night, the exact same dream returned.

On the third night, it came again.

This time, he went to the imam of his local mosque and narrated the dreams. The imam advised: "If you see it once more, note the number carefully, contact the person, and fulfill this command."

The third night, the dream repeated.

The next morning, he dialed the number. After a brief introduction, he said:

"Brother, I have been commanded in a dream three times to take you for Umrah. I wish to fulfill this good deed."

The man on the other end burst into loud laughter.

"Umrah?! I haven’t even prayed my obligatory prayers in years! I’m a drinker. You want to take *me* for Umrah?"

The dreamer insisted with sincerity and humility. He offered to bear every single expense. After much persuasion, the man finally agreed on one condition: "I’ll go, but you must bring me back to Riyadh and cover all costs."

When they finally met, the dreamer was taken aback. The man looked rough clearly a heavy drinker who rarely prayed. His appearance screamed negligence in faith.

Yet they traveled together to Makkah.

They performed ghusl, entered Ihram, and reached the Haram. They made Tawaf of the Ka’bah, prayed two rak’ahs at Maqam Ibrahim, performed Sa’i between Safa and Marwah, shaved their heads, and completed Umrah.

As they were about to leave the Haram, the man said:
"Before we leave, I want to pray two rak’ahs of nafl. Who knows if my Umrah was even accepted?"

The dreamer had no objection. "Pray with full devotion," he said.

The man began praying. When he went into sujood (prostration), he stayed there longer and longer.

After some time, his companion called him. No response. He touched him and realized his soul had departed in that very sujood.

The dreamer wept with envy.
"What a beautiful death! Husn-e-Khatimah. How I wish my end could be like this!"

The man was given ghusl with Zamzam water, dressed in Ihram, and his funeral prayer was led in the Haram. Hundreds of thousands of Muslims prayed for him.

Later, his body was taken back to Riyadh as promised and buried there.

A few days later, the dreamer called the deceased man’s widow to offer condolences. He asked:

"Tell me, what good deed did your husband do that earned him such an honorable death dying in sujood inside the Haram?"

The widow replied with painful honesty:
My husband was not a good man. He had abandoned prayer and fasting long ago. He was addicted to alcohol the bottle was often by his bedside. But there was one habit…

In our neighborhood lived a very poor widow with small children. Every night when my husband went to the market to buy food for our family, he would also buy food for her and her orphans. He would quietly place it at her door and call out, 'I’ve left food for you please take it.'

That widow would pick up the food and always pray for him:
(O Allah, grant him a good end!)

Allah accepted her prayer.

Dear readers, never forget the hadith of the Prophet PBUH:
"Acts of kindness protect a person from an evil death."

A small, consistent good deed done quietly even by a flawed man became the reason for his magnificent end.

May Allah grant us all husn-e-khatimah a beautiful ending.

This is a true incident from Saudi Arabia, recorded in books of genuine spiritual events.

A powerful reminder that no good deed is ever wasted in the sight of Allah.

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