[Machine] So, I wrote and then I came and stood at the door and asked for permission that I wasn't used to asking for. She denied it and said, "Oh my son, why don't you enter?" I said, "O mother of the believers, I wrote." She said, "Then come in, it was not necessary for you to bring any money because you are still a slave, and what you have written is worth a dirham."  

فَكَاتَبْتُ ثُمَّ جِئْتُ فَوَقَفْتُ بِالْبَابِ فَاسْتَأْذَنْتُ اسْتِئْذَانًا لَمْ أَكُنْ أَسْتَأْذِنُهُ فَأَنْكَرَتْ ذَلِكَ وَقَالَتْ يَا بُنِيَّ مَا لَكَ لَا تَدْخُلُ؟ قَالَ قُلْتُ يَا أُمَّ الْمُؤْمِنِينَ إِنِّي كَاتَبْتُ قَالَتْ فَادْخُلْ عَلَيَّ مَا كَانَ عَلَيْكَ دِرْهَمٌ فَإِنَّكَ لَا تَزَالُ مَمْلُوكًا مَا كَانَ عَلَيْكَ مِنْ كِتَابَتِكَ دِرْهَمٌ