In one of the Yemeni villages, there was a kind man named Abdul-Wadud, who cooperated with people, forced the minds of the elderly, felt the needs of the poor, smiled in the faces of the villagers, and attended their tragedies. They loved him and gathered around him, and they resorted to him to solve their simple problems, hearts attached to him and spread his good reputation, so that the people of the neighboring villages used to come to him..
Abdul-Wadud died, and grief overwhelmed the village. There was no heir for this man to continue his good path and there is no one like him.
In the same village, there was a reckless man named Abdo Badr, who was not as good at hurting people as he was. He took advantage of the void left by Abd al-Wadud and appointed himself the sheikh of the village. This Abdo Badr – despite his new position, did not cut his connection with his old history – would enter homes and rob their people, and if one of the villagers objected or discovered him, he would point the gun at his head and drag him to a square in the village and hit him in front of her children under the family tree.
Abdo Badr was stealing secretly and publicly, beating and assaulting livestock, crops, grain, land, stones, and everything.. His bad reputation began to spread around, and in a moment of clarity, one of his staunch aides suggested to him that he commemorate the birthday of the late Abd al-Wadud to wash I heard him, so Abdo Badr stole the crops of the villagers on this occasion. People began to object: “You should not celebrate the birth of Abdul-Wadud Al-Tayyib by stealing from us.” So he gathered the objectors to the square and whipped them under the family tree.
Abdu Badr took from the bulls what he took against their owners, and he took from rams and goats as well, and took money and grain, and in the middle of Sha’ban he celebrated the birth of Abd al-Wadud with many of the sacrifices he ate with his assistants and threw the rest to the dogs.
After the birthday party, Abdo Badr returned to his previous work, the people of the village were bemoaning and merciful to Abdel-Wadud, and the bad reputation of Abdo Badr was spreading more, so he directed his aides to rob the people of the village and share their money or confiscate them in full, to celebrate the birth of Abdel-Wadud, he wanted to link his bad deeds to tickle the hearts of people with Abdel-Wadood “Here I am, doing something good for the departed who lives in your hearts.” This time it was the Seven Safar celebration.
Abdo Badr continued, throwing a birthday party for Abd al-Wadud whenever he felt that his reputation was getting worse. In the third year, he held 17 birthday parties in one year, and whoever objected or appeared distressed, dragged him under the family tree and flogged in front of witnesses.
Abdo Badr’s brutality increased, he copied his desires with his relatives and aides, and birthday parties in the name of Abd al-Wadud began to multiply. The people of the village did not object. Everyone who objected was exposed to iron and fire. Abdo Badr found birthday parties as a way to build a fortune. He changed his name to “King Abdo Badr.” The birthday parties in the fourth year reached 30, and then 67 in the following year. One day, Abdu Badr remembered his dead mother, and decided to forgive the people of the village with the birthday party of Abd al-Wadud, who is loved by the people. They remember Abd al-Wadud and his kindness on that day, and here Abdu Badr became angry, and he saw that the failure of the villagers to pay voluntarily; In rebellion against the king’s wishes, he directed his aides and relatives to break down farms and shoot livestock, and drag the heads of families to the village square, and shoot them under the family tree.
And every year the birthdays increased, until they reached 300 parties a year, the life of the villagers turned into hell, and Abdo Badr’s brutality reached its climax, and one day, he remembered his late father, so he decided to exempt people from materially participating in Abdel-Wadood’s birthday party except for those who wanted on their own. himself, but the villagers did not forget what happened to them when the king honored his servant, his mother, and they did not believe him.
Abdo Badr and his supporters turned every day of the year except for one day into birthday parties. He thought that he was washing his reputation by tickling the hearts of the people of the village with the reputation of Abd al-Wadud, and on the only day he did not celebrate, he directed his followers to rob the people in public.
When all the days became washing parties, and the people of the village did not find anything to eat, they brushed their teeth and molars and were ready to eat Abdu Badr and his aides, they turned to him, and he addressed them: “We will celebrate Abd al-Wadud at my expense.” He still insists on investing the love of the people of the village for Abd al-Wadud to wash his bad reputation. But the hungry man, who has missed everything, hears only the directions of his bowels.
Abd al-Wadud was not a prophet.
As for the village, it became a country where the oppressor practiced his tyranny and thought that he was washing his reputation with the birth of the Prophet!