Akan Mijina Complete Hausa Mga Nobela at Kwento

Hopefully if he hire her, she would do a good job right? Mia watched him, as he stared into the air thoughtfully. She knew alot of this were going on his mind. Maybe he was contemplating on not to hire her. Perhaps, if he didn't, she would live. There were other places she could get a job. Mr Derrick lowered himself to his sit, then returned his eyes back to her. "So, you're from Edo, Benin city?" She swallowed, then gave him a firm nod. "My mom was from Igbo, though. And I grew up here in Lagos."

he added as he walked into the bathroom. I turned to look at his naked butt and kept wondering if he did all this intentionally. ************* Glossary Amaka - An Igbo word meaning beautiful. See has she fine - See the way she's fine Na you go chop all this one - You will be the one to enjoy this.

Kehinde is believed to be the older, because he/she sent the younger one to go and see how the world is. *Beancake, made from black-eyed peas. **Corn meal [pap] ***Moin-moin (colloquial)

He laughed, "I am. My great grandfather is from Gombe, he moved to Lagos and he married a Yoruba woman as second wife, she gave birth to my grandfather who also married a Yoruba woman. My mom is Yoruba too so you can say I'm half Hausa and half Yoruba." "Can you speak Hausa?" He smiled guiltily, "not really." "Then you're fully a Yoruba man." "I have Hausa blood." He argued. "It's been diluted." "Okay, you win." He said laughing. "You're Hausa right? It's actually obvious." "How? Because I'm too young to be married and the Hausas are known for early marriage." She remembered their first meeting. "Okay I might have been rude to you with that statement and..."

He was really trying to avoid eye contact. "Guy no dey call me mumu na. Yarinyan no dey here na." (Guy, do not call me a fool. Aisha isn't here.) Tamuno said. He had given Aisha a nickname, "yarinyan" meaning girl in Hausa where Aisha is from. We all went to sit with them. "Jazzjo, How far na?" (Jasmine and Joan how are you?) That was how he referred to I and Jasmine.

May blinked her eyes, her mouth hanging open since it couldn't comprehend the shocking words that Edric had voiced out. "W-what?" her voice failed to be coherent. Nonetheless, due to her moving lips, he knew what she had said. "You heard me. Why fight over that? When you can just rewash the clothes." May's hands flew to her head as she exclaimed. "Mogbe!" It was a common word she'd heard so many Yoruba people say whenever they feel like they're dead or they've lost a battle. Bella was watching the scene and visibly enjoying the new Nollywood drama playing out in front of her.

It meant beautiful-young lady or so in hausa, I have no idea. I smiled and made my way towards her, she was frying the bean cakes while her son Abdul, was serving Customers. "Alhaja, good morning, Ma." I greeted "How are you, my dear?" She asked as she took the beancakes from the hot streaming oil and poured them into the stainless shifter. "Fine thank you, Ma." I replied as fumes from the firewood made it's way into my nostrils and I coughed and shifted a little bit.

She picks up the kitchen knife. "Milady...Milady..." the maiden servant, Nina Hartlepool calls softly. "Do you really not need our help?" She asks, standing beside her. "No need, Nina, I want to do this on my own. I have some Nigerian recipe, I came from a tribe, an itsekiri tribe, and my grandma thought me how to cook traditional dishes," she grins, Nina and Melissa who was staring in awn. "You ladies can just help with the table arrangements, all should be white on red or red or white, which ever you please!"

In my mind, ‘this hausa babes can fall hand with their dressing sha’… She: Good morning sir… Me: Good morning… How was your night? She: It was fine sir… Me: Wait, how do you say ‘how was your night in Hausa’, because I’m trying to learn the language o… She: **laughs** You say ‘antashi lafia’… Me: **i try saying it after her** antashi lafia… Hmm, at least I’ve learnt one today. So, antashi lafia? She: **laughs** Lafia lau…

She finished her breakfast on time, she sauntered out of the house after bidding them adieu. "Mallam Audu, I'm ready." she called standing next to the car that's taking her to school. "Ina yini Mallam Audu," she greet him in Hausa, squatting down a little when he came out of his room dressed in his usual Jallabiya. "Lafiya lau Meheruu," he teased knowing how she despised the name. "Mallam Audu!" she whined stomping her feet on the ground. "Muje kafin muyi latti (let's go before you get late) and we don't want that." he said laughing whilst shaking his head.