Fuska Biyu Complete Hausa Novels & Stories

"These are Sufyan's aunts so you're to come kneel before them and greet properly." His mother turned to the women. "Forgive her, she doesn't know anything about our culture. Awon Hausa o kin pon eyan le - hausa people don't have respect." She finished off in Yoruba. Sabeerah didn't say anything, she simply stod up and went to kneel before them just as her mother and aunts came downstairs. Sufyan's aunts said prayers for her before one helped her get up and then gave her a side hug, she went back to her seat.

” run, bomb I dey come,run,all of you run ” Aliyu said swiftly as Tabitha woke him up when we got to Tabitha’s car and everyone bursted into laughter, he has already slept inside the car when we got there, he was even drooling, Tabitha had to hit him hard in order to wake him up after many feeble attempt which didn’t yield any result. I know he was dreaming, maybe one that involves those heartless terrorist ( boko haram ) in it. ” you I don finish, small madam ” he finally said gathering his wit ” oga madam I don vex quataquata ,she have call me, she I con ask of you but I tell say you I go your friend’s place ” he added with his hausa pidgin English which only Tabitha and I understand but o

"Hmm. I can almost taste it already." Phoenix nods excitedly. "Maybe some other time, I'll also prepare some traditional soups like egusi, ogbono, banga, and groundnut soup. And I can't forget some popular Yoruba soups like ewedu and gbegiri, as well as Igbo soups like oha and ofe nsala. We'll need some swallows to go with them—pounded yam, amala, fufu, starch and eba, and perhaps some tuwo shinkafa and tuwo masara from the Hausa cuisine."

"Is barawo." "And how do you say 'you are'?" I asked "Kai ne." "Kai ne barawo," I tell him. "Ina Ni mace. Ina Ni…Tiger Kambori." He smiles widely this time. "You shall be speakin' fluently in no time. Most people say 'dat Hausa is a difficult language for correct pronunciation, but you seem like a natural."

Cause I have to keep this up till I get what I want. I head out of the house towards my car and that is when I bump into Adamu. Lisa's talker Hausa gateman who for some reason looks Igbo. "Ah!! Oga sir! Good morning fah! How your night? " He begins as soon as he sights me. (Boss, good morning! How was your night. Ah' and 'fah' are exclamations){Pidgin} "Erm, Adamu, how far you now?" I greet.

And just like that, a new weird feeling, more like fear of Allah the more (Imaan) increase in her heart. Nafisa cleared her throat in uncomfortable silence before replying her sister. "Just go to bed kis kis, you're making me scared all of the sudden. Please, sleep". "I was just wondering, I mean mama is fair and umma is dark in complexion and they are both Hausa. Look at how we eat and then our pour out waste (excrete) from our body. Hmmmn! Allah mai iko!" She lay back on her bed and draw her quilt over her. "Good night sister".

Dead wrong. Spectrums of white light began to blur out everything in my line of sight, but I was able to make out the sickening smile of Fuhad as I hit the floor in a thud and passed into a state of total oblivion. I surely didn't have this in mind when I decided to explore the adventurous side of Mokunfayo Badmus. ⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐ AN: Just so you're wondering, Fay is coined from Mokunfayo's name. The name itself can be a mouthful so Dave coined his own pet name for her :)

And after all, what's a lie? Tis but the truth in masquerade." -Unknown ... "No ma, no be how much I de sell am," (no ma, that's not how much I can sell it) the dark tall and slim Hausa trader spoke to Doris and Martha in pidgin with thick Hausa accent dripping as he spoke. "Ok, give us for one thousand five hundred naira..." (Give it to us at the price of one thousand five hundred naira) Martha tried bargaining with him.

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.

As a corpers posted to the far north, far away from my Ekiti state, it was not easy at all. I could not speak Hausa, the few words I learned in the camp, I use to buy things in the market. Words like: Ina kwana- Good morning. Na wan? - How much? It was quite difficult living in a new environment. The people though friendly find it difficult to communicate with me. They will say: Ba a Hausa meaning Cannot speak Hausa. Sometimes they will ask you: Akwai Hausa? meaning Can you speak Hausa? I will always reply Ba bu meaning No or Kadan Kadan meaning A little.