Novel & Cerita Auren Bazawara Hausa Novel Complete

Not edited. Seven months pregnant but they didn't let Nana rest. At first, they are treating her like and egg but now, they could careless about what she's carrying, they have enough children around the house to care about her own. Today, they asked her to take a bucket and fetch water at the neighbourhood where some men that serve their NYSC in Zaria live. The men alone have borehole because all around the place, it's only their home that have light, borehole and it's the finest house all around.

rahma aunt teased. "aunt, where’s zeeni" "she's in her room" leaving the topic slide haya quickly got inside and found zeenas staring outside the window, without thinking haya shot a question “Are you marrying him because he's rich” but in response she only heard sobs, realization dawned on her that she has been crying all these while, walking towards her, she indeed found her puffy eyes telling her miseries, she hugged in order to comfort her and continuously rubbed her back.

This chapter is in third person's p.o.v. Wunmi got inside the room and removed her Gele. She sat on the bed and removed her shoes while waiting for her Aunty to bring Adesewa. The naming ceremony was a big success as people from far and wide came as a result of her little popularity when David was alive. "Adesewa wants food o, she has been crying since." Aunty Bimpe said as she brought the baby.

He walked back to his part and start packing the necessary things he will need over there. *** Guess Tehzeeb will be free for now Thank you all for reading my novel. I appreciate your efforts by voting and commenting My Upcoming Novel will be Hausa Novel and it's gonna be my first novel in hausa...... DANI KIKE

I wonder why it's been sealed off in the dark corner of an even longer and darker corridor. I pull one of the books off the shelves and look at the title. It is a very old book, with writing barely legible. I must test my skills in reading Hausa. "The Origins" is what the title says. I open the first page and begin to read. It happened long ago that Q'waeti journeyed all over the land setting the people aright and instructing the people that would come in the future how they should act. Q'waeti instructed the people on how to build houses. One day Q'waeti

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…

Once again I thank the Lord for blessing me with the pigment melanin. (Iyawo- means new wife in Yoruba a Nigerian language) "Mommy stop teasing her na" Dili joked with a mild laugh. I have seen playful and cheerful Dili a lot. But this Dili right here looked more cheerful than I have ever seen him. It did something to that my organ that pumps blood round my body. Yes I was talking about my heart.

SAFIA Baiwa settlement was small. The old woman I lived with often left to help the infected people in Rukum. I figured that the woman had a vast knowledge of roots and herbs. Although I was feeling better now, I still needed a stick to help my walkabout. The old woman, whose name I later found out her name was Aishatu, promised that I would be able to walk properly soon. She had guessed that my legs might have been kept in a stagnant position for too long, causing my difficulty in walking. She said if I exercised them often by walking about, they would get better.

Her father is hardly ever home, working long hours in the city while her mother spends most of her time grading papers from all of her high school students. She opens the door quietly, but there is no need. Her mother is still awake. She's curled up in the living room reading her latest adventure novel wrapped on the comfy (and dare she call ugly) recliner her father just had to have. Her curly auburn hair is up in a bun with a few stray strands spiraling free as her eyes intently scan the new Kindle she received for her birthday only a few weeks ago. It's safe to say she has become a little obsessed with it. Can't say Sera can blame her. She herself escapes to a different world every time s

Her mother sighed, wondered how to start this story that left distaste in one's mouth. "Do you know B.B Bakura?" Their faces changed at the supposedly unrelated question the old lady asked. "Have you no eyes?" She asked harshly in Hausa making the recipients of her words flinch. They had eyes, they just had never put that kind of two and two together. "Can you not see that nose Labeebah is carrying around is a replica of that Kanuri boy B.B Bakura?" Labeebah's aunt blinked over and over like a doll, wondering how her sister ever even entangled herself with the current Vice President.