the ground, he would draw the camel near, remove its load, lead it to a tree, and tether it there.
Then he would withdraw to another tree and lie down in its shade.
When it was time to move on, he would bring my camel, prepare it, lead it up to me, then step back and say, “Mount.” Once I had mounted and settled myself on the camel, he would return, take hold of its reins, and lead it forward.
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He continued to treat me in exactly this way every single day until we reached Medina. When he caught sight of the village of Qubāʾ (1), belonging to the Banū ʿAmr ibn ʿAwf, he said, “Your husband is in this village; enter it with the blessing of Allah.” He then turned around and made his way back to Mecca.
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Thus the scattered family was gathered together again after a long separation, and the eyes found coolness (2)