The Arab from Jaffa Who Merited a Visit from the Rav

Rabbi Natan Salomon relates: I have a good friend who opened a business in partnership with an Arab from Jaffa. It was a partnership to open a store, where the Arab committed to managing the store and investing a partial amount, while the Jewish friend transferred a large sum to the Arab so he could purchase the equipment and open the store together. However, after the Jew transferred the money to the Arab's account, the latter cut off all contact and stopped answering his phone. The date they had set to open the joint store arrived, and the Arab, of course, did not show up or make contact.

Every time the Jew would call him, his wife would answer and say that he couldn't speak right now. The Jewish friend did not know what to do; a large sum of money had been invested in opening the store,

and the Arab was not coming to open the store and function as they had stipulated in the agreement.

A few days later, the Arab from Jaffa called the Jewish friend and said to him in a threatening voice: "Listen well, you've been calling my wife these past few days and harassing her. I am going to kill you for this. But you have an option to get out of this honorably by paying me a fine of 200,000 shekels."

The Jewish friend realized he had fallen into deep trouble, facing extortion and threats, as the story about him calling the Arab's wife was just an excuse to force him to transfer a massive sum to that Ishmaelite. He was beside himself with worry. This was a dangerous Arab who was connected to the criminal underworld of dangerous families in Jaffa and Ramla, and no one dared to mess with him.

In his distress, the friend turned to a student of the Rav (Rabbi Berland), and asked that his name be passed on for a blessing and salvation. The Rav asked for the Arab's details and his exact name. When the Rav was told that he lived in Jaffa, the Rav said, "Tell him that tomorrow night, I am coming to visit him."

The next night, a wondrous miracle occurred. That Arab from Jaffa went to meet his Arab associates from the criminal gang in Ramla. During the meeting, a dispute broke out between them, and they decided they didn't want to see him anymore. That very night, they placed an explosive brick under the Arab's car, blowing him sky-high along with the vehicle. And for the Jew, there was relief, light, and gladness, peace and tranquility, and the land was quiet for forty years.

From the book "Pele Elyon, Part 3"

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