…then hasten to deliver it to Ibn al-Khattab. My daughter, use these very clothes of mine—shroud me in them.”

She continued, “I broke down in tears and said, ‘Father, surely we can do better than that!’

He replied, ‘May Allah forgive you. Are they meant for anything but decay?’

When he passed away I sent those items to Ibn al-Khattab, who said, ‘May Allah have mercy on your father; he was determined to leave no room for anyone to fault him.’