One day, Ibbaan Ibn Saaleh left the company of Anas Ibn Maalik (ra) and began to walk in th emarketplace, when suddenly, four men carrying a bier with a corpse on it passed by.
Ibbaan then exclaimed, “Strange indeed! The marketplaces of Basrah are filled with people, yet only four people are following this funeral procession; verily I wioll make it five.“
Before they reached the graveyard, and when it was time to pray over the deceased, Ibbaan asked the others, “Who among you is the gardian (or relative) of the deceased, so that he can led the funeral prayer?“
The others answered in unison, “In terms of closeness to the deceased, we are all equal. So you (i.e., Ibbaan) lead the prayer.“
They prayed over the deceased, finished their march to the graveyard, and buried the corpse. When all was said and done, Ibbaan asked, “I ask you by Allaah, tell me the truth about this dead person (we just buried).“
They said, “None of us knows the story of this dead person; we are simply workers; a woman paid us to carry the corpse (and to bury it).“
Ibbaan turned around and saw a woman approaching the grave they had just dug; she sat over the grave for a while and then stood up, laughing. After going up to her, Ibbaan said, “By Allaah, this is strange indeed! A woman laughing over the grave of her deceased (relative or friend).“
“Why are you praying into that which does not concern you?” the woman said.
“Inform me (about what just happened),” insisted Ibbaan. “Indeed I am Ibbaan, servant of Anas Bin Maalik (ra), who was the servant of the Messenger of Allaah.“
“Had it not been for the fact that you are who you are, O Ibbaan, I would never have told you my story. The deceased (in the grave) is my son. He was a reckless person who did wrong to his own self. Last night he became very sick, and so he called me to him. When I went to him, he requested (as a dying man) that I follow all his instructions. I told him to say anything, and that I would comply with his wishes. he told me not to inform anyone about his death.
He then said, “When they place me into the grave, raise your hands to Allaah, and invoke Him to forgive me. And say; ‘O my God, I am indeed pleased with him, so You too be pleased with him.’ O my mother, stand up now, place your foot on my face, and say; ‘This is the reward of one who disobeys Allaah ‘Azza wa Jall (the Possessor of might and majesty).’
I did as he asked, and by the time I had lifted my foot from his face, he was dead. I then hired these four men to wash the corpse, enshroud it, carry it to its grave, and then to bury it. When they walked away, I approached the grave, raised my hands and said, ‘O Most Merciful of the merciful ones, O Most Generous of the generous ones, You indeed know our secret and open realities; indeed You know what is apparent and what is hidden. Indeed my sinning, erring son invoked You by dint of his poor humble mother being pleased with him. Indeed I am pleased with him, so You too be pleased with him.’ I then heard a voice from inside of the grave say to me, ‘Go, my mother, for I have returned to the Most Generous Lord, Who has indeed forgiven my sins.’ That is what made me laugh and walk away in such a happy state.“
[Taken from “Glimpses Of The Lives Of Righteous People”, Darussalam publishing, Pp. 27-29, quoting from “Al-Mawaa’iz Wal-Majaalis”, p. 194-195]