Arshi Khala was shocked and worried in the scorching heat

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It is narrated from Hazrat Abu Masoud Ansari that the Messenger of Allah, may God bless him and grant him peace, said: “Whoever guides a servant to a good deed, he will get the same reward as the servant who did the good deed.”

Arshi Khala was shocked and worried in the scorching heat. As soon as they passed in front of Ashraf State Agency. Ashraf came out of Phirti.
Where did aunty go?” He asked: “In such a hot afternoon…!”
Hey, that’s Rashid’s boy, he fell down the stairs. The head is split open and bleeding profusely. I am just going to Rehan, he has great friends, let him arrange the blood…!” Arshi Khala said.
Well, just come in and get it cheaper…” said Ashraf.
Just drink a glass of cold water, where is the time to sit at this time…!
Arshi Khala stopped at the door of the shop and said.
Ashraf hurriedly went inside and filled a glass of cold water from the cooler. Aunty drank that water and returning the glass said: “Oh brother, what is your blood group…?”
My…! Ashraf said nervously. What do I know? There was never a need…!
Aunt Arshi started laughing and moved on.
He said to Rehan. Rehaan immediately messaged her WhatsApp group and found two boys within half an hour. Who wanted to go to the hospital to donate blood and were finding out the address.
Rehan also shared the address of the hospital in the group. Rashid’s son’s life was saved due to timely blood transfusion.
Aunty, thank you very much…” said Rashid. There were tears of gratitude in his eyes.
Oh, take it. What is there to be grateful for? It was my duty, after all I am your aunt…” Arshi said with great satisfaction and started chewing betel leaves.
Arshi Khala was given a very soft heart by Allah. After a while, she would stand up for others to come to work. The mouth was open. Anger was quick. But despite this, he never harbored any grudge in his heart and the whole neighborhood loved him. She was also very good.
Children were crazy about him because of funny talk, adults would benefit from his advice, experience and always succeed.
In those days, Akhtar Taylor Master’s daughter’s relationship came out of nowhere. The boy lived in another part of the city. An acquaintance said. The tailor master Akhtar had five daughters mashallah and he was worried about their relationship.
Tailor Master Akhtar said to the aunt: “Brother, your niece’s relationship has come…!”
This is very good news…” Aunt Arshi happily sat on the stool placed in the shop. Now paan and tea have become obligatory on you.
Akhtar Taylor Master started laughing. “Lo ji aunt bhala chai, pan aap se ke hai.” He pointed to the student and he ran.
What does the boy do?” asked the aunt.
Taylor Master Akhtar said: “The boy’s mother came and said that the boy is in Dubai.” Look at this picture…” He took out the picture from the drawer of the cutting table and showed it. Aunt took the picture in her hand and started looking at it. It was a picture of a twenty-six-year-old boy. Who was wearing an open neck shirt and a thick steel chain around his neck.

Meanwhile, the boy brought paan and tea. Aunt held the cup of tea. Meanwhile, two women came to take their clothes.
Taylor Master got busy with them. Aunty came out after drinking tea and eating pan. His direction was towards Rehan.
They reached Rehan, Rehan was looking for two tutoring. He had told them. Salimuddin of the back street needed a tutoring master for his sixth and seventh grade boys.
Aunt was going to tell that. Rehan was at home. Aunt went to him and told him that he should go and meet Salimuddin in the evening.
Rehan thanked her and asked: “Arshi Khala, whose picture are you holding in your hand?”
“Uh…! Arshi Khala was shocked: “Hey, I came to Akhtar Taylor Master’s carelessly holding him…!”
Just show me…” Rehan took the picture from him and started looking at it carefully.
Arshi Khala asked: “Do you recognize him?”
Rehan said: “First tell me how this picture came to you?”
Arshi Khala said: “This Akhtar Taylor Master has shown me. His relationship has come for his daughter…!
“Relationship…?” Rehan said thinking: “Wait a minute…!”
Rehaan immediately turned on his computer and opened his Facebook. Then started looking for something on it. Then he said: “It’s found…!”
What did you find?” Arshi Khala asked.
Look at this…” Rehan turned the monitor towards Arshi Khala. There was a picture of the same young man as a groom with a girl who was a bride…!

It’s in my Facebook friends. She just shared her wedding anniversary photo…!” said Rehaan.
Hey, it’s married, Allah mara…” said Arshi aunt, slapping her forehead.
How can I get this picture?” he asked.
I’ll print it out now…!” said Rehan and in a few moments, he took out the concept from the printer and held it to Arshi Khala.
The aunt came out with both the pictures and went straight to the tailor master Akhtar and said: “O bhaiya. On a whim, I went to take this photo. By the way, when will the boys come?”
“They’re coming tomorrow night; their mother saw them.” “She’s bringing her son-in-law and daughter tomorrow,” exclaimed Taylor Master Akhtar.
I would like to come as well, if that is okay! enquired Arshi Khala.
What is the issue with that? Our aunt is you.” Says Taylor Master Akhtar: “You’ll observe and offer guidance as well. We’ll have no trouble making a decision…!

“It’s ok, bhai…!” Arshi Khala took a stance. Nothing more, in his opinion, should be disclosed.

On the second day in the evening, when aunt Taylor reached Master Akhtar’s house, there were guests there. The boy’s mother, son-in-law and two daughters were having a meal.
Master Akhtar Hussain was happy to see Arshi aunt and said: “Take this, our aunt also came.” are very good We care a lot…!
Why won’t Aji be there? You guys are so good yourself…” said the boy’s mother with a smile.
Talks started in such a long time. Arshi Khala was an expert of words. Soon there was an atmosphere of frankness.

The mother of the boy stated, “We will go only after hearing yes.
Master Akhtar Hussain looked at his Begum. He looked at his aunt. Arshi Khala said: “But your boy is in Dubai, first look at the boy…”
Hey, how difficult is this? As soon as it comes, see it…!” The boy’s mother said brightly. “We don’t have any trust, do we?”
Did you ask your daughter-in-law?” Arshi Khala asked seriously.
What.? The mother of the boy leaped out of the chair like she had just been stung by a scorpion.
This… what are you saying?” he stammered.
What you heard…!” replied Arshi Khala.
This… this is a complete lie. You should be ashamed of accusing…!”
The boy’s mother shouted angrily.
Taylor Master Akhtar and his Begum were watching all this in shock.
So then what is this?” Arshi Khala held Rihan’s concept out of the purse to Taylor Master Akhtar. They saw the boy smiling with his bride…!
He showed the picture to Begum. Begum Akhtar saw the picture and slapped the boy’s mother. And speak.
Shame, not us, you should come. You were deceiving us. Were you marrying your son for the second time?
He… he…!” tried the boy’s mother, but Taylor Master Akhtar said: “Sister, you better visit…!”
They got up quietly and bowed their heads and went out.
Tailor Master Akhtar said to Arshi Khala: “Arshi Khala, you have saved us from a big deception. How can I thank you?”
Just give me a piece of bread…” Aunt Arshi said with satisfaction.
How is my kindness in this? Daughters are all the same. After all, Humira is my daughter too!
He smiled and started chewing bean.

Sometimes aunty is caring for someone and sometimes she is running to get someone’s school fees waived.
Why does Arshi Khala keep running at this old age? I questioned.
Sit comfortably. God bless…!
She started laughing and said: “O Bhiya Kahe, you are bent on making me disabled. I am just running on the command of the Prophet (peace and blessings of Allah be upon him).
What…?” I asked in surprise: “Just tell me…”
Arshi Khala said: “The Prophet (peace and blessings of Allah be upon him) says that whoever guides someone to a good deed, he will get the same reward as the person who did the good deed…”
Bhai does not keep wealth and wealth. Nor do I have any other power. I just run for someone’s work, whoever does it will get the real reward. My name will also be written in the government’s register among the runners.
He replied with amusement and looked at me in a scolding manner.
Now only talk will be made or pan will be fed.” Raja Jani Tezpati Ka…?”
Yes of course…” I said quickly and started making paan for Arshi aunty.
Aunt Arshi went out to earn good deeds for someone else’s work while offering prayers in pan clay.
Ah, he is a simple, innocent and selfless person.