“Who is there?” The sleeping one cried.
“I’m angel Izrael, let me inside”. At once, the man began to shiver as one sweating in deadly fever.
He shouted to his wife, “Don’t let the Angel take my life. Oh Angel of Death, I’m not ready yet My family,depend on me. Give me a chance to go back and mend”
The Angel knocked again..
“ Oh man, It’s your soul that I required, I come not with my own desire.”
Bewildered, the man began to cry. “Oh Angel, I’m so afraid to die, Let me remain here as your slave, Don’t send me to the grave.”
“Let me in, Oh man” the Angel said.
“Open the door, Get up from your bed. You can’t stop me from coming in, Angels can go through objects, thick and thin.”
The man held a gun in his right hand and ready to defy the Angel’s stand.
“I’ll my gun towards your head. If you dare to come in, I’ll shoot you dead.”
By now, the Angle was in the room, Saying, “Oh man,prepare for your doom, Foolish man – Angels never die. Put your gun and do not sigh. Why are you afraid? Tell me Oh man. To die according to Allah’s plan?”