Bahasa Arabnya Abang Novels & Stories

I could not wait to see what other charms we would add to it over the years. I even taught him the meaning of some Arabic words. Habibi meant ‘my love’ and was used that way when speaking to males. Marhaban meant ‘welcome’, which was responded to ‘Marhaban biki’ when speaking to a female. ‘Shukran’ meant thanks. Replying ‘afwan’ meant you are welcome. Each word practice made me smile because he was learning for me. He did not have roots in that, but I did. Therefore, he wanted to learn so that he could share in this part of my life and understand my heritage.

"I've uh…" Shit, now I even sounded like an idiot. "You don't speak Arabic?" Fuck, my cover was going to be completely blown. "It's… I'm learning still." His eyes lit up. "Ah, how exciting! I remember when I was learning Arabic. It really opens up the doors of opportunity." An awkward laugh escaped me. "I'll take your word for it." He turned and slipped the book back into its spot, pulling out another one right next to it and flipping the front cover over.

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…

he said easily. My face brightened “Thank you so much I would really appreciate that” I hesitated before I supplied “But my songs are in Arabic, is it a problem for you to find them?” He chuckled lightly, shaking his head as he replied “No problem at all. We have a variety of songs in different languages, and Arabic is one of them. Just give me the titles, and I’ll find them for you”