Gidan Uncle Complete Hausa Mga Nobela at Kwento

I heard the door and seconds later, he was walking back to me. “Hear that, sweetie? There's a fucking target on your head,” he snorted as he unwrapped my mouth. “You fucking bastard! You're the one they're after!” I growled in between coughs and gasps. “Wanna go out there and test that theory?” He smirked. “Fuck you!” “Language, sweetheart. I'm still your uncle,” he scolded with a smug smile. “I'll tell you what sweetheart, if you stay good, I promise to get you out of here in one piece.”

Her eyes moved over me the way you looked at something that had tracked mud onto a clean floor. We were almost level when she spoke. She didn't stop walking. She said it as she passed me, her shoulder going by mine with an inch of clearance, her voice low and deliberate and aimed precisely. "Only a shameless woman would go frolicking around with her husband's uncle and come back through the front door without a trace of embarrassment."

Ajike retorted, “Which uncle?“ the police asked, Ajike didn't talk again, she burst into tears and her parents also burst into tears, “we have so many uncles around us, her father's brothers work for us and my siblings are working for us likewise my siblings, I don't know, and If you ask from her she might not talk for hours” her mom says, “Which problem is this, one uncle wants to kill my daughter, my only daughter in my house because of my wealth” Olabamiji murmured,

My mouth formed an 'o' shape in understanding. Hayden's uncle stepped out of the car and walked towards us. He was a tall man, with dark skin that matched Hayden's complexion, making me realize how common it was here. Dark skin was prevalent among the majority of people I saw, and I admired the acceptance and lack of discrimination. "Aye, look at my boy Slim!" his uncle exclaimed loudly, embracing Hayden in a hug. Hayden seemed displeased by the affection, but his uncle only laughed, unaffected. "Yuh aunt vex. She say she ain't see yuh in so long," his uncle continued, and Hayden rolled his eyes.

“Daddy in heaven.” Giselle smiled faintly, though her eyes glistened. “Good. Keep answering like that, alright?” Gesha nodded. “Yes, Mommy.” The car began driving out of the parking lot. But halfway out, Gesha spoke softly, “Mommy… that Uncle said he has a son, the same age as Gesha.” Giselle gripped the steering wheel tighter. “I see.” “That Uncle looked sad, Mommy,” Gesha continued. “Gesha doesn’t know why.”

‘You do realize it’s still early, right? ‘Well, excuse me for being excited!’ Uncle Jayden shot back. ‘Do you know how long we’ve been waiting for this?’ ‘We? You mean you've been waiting,’ Aidan corrected. ‘And you’re already acting like it’s your pup.’ ‘It’s my niece or nephew! Same thing!’ Jayden retorted, and I could practically hear him rolling his eyes. ‘It’s actually grandniece or grandnephew,’ Uncle Aidan rebuts. ‘Damn. Are we that old already?’ Uncle Jayden gasped.

Adaku added, "but I was actually talking about how you feel, with your Grandmother and your father's twin brother" "Oh, that," Jide's shoulder's eased as the peace engrossed him again. He took a long deep breath before responding. "It's so amazing that everyone in the village had surrendered to my grandmother and had agreed to rename the village, Umuejima, a name that stands as a reminder of her bravery and motherly love. As for my uncle. He is a living miracle, a testimony of the many things which Jesus Christ can do. It's still strange too, and I feel as if it is a dream that I hadn't dreamt of. The whole thing is just too good to be true."

' Nneoma listened raptly, her eyebrows furrowed. 'On another occasion,' Mrs. Dike continued. Gideon received a big remuneration from his office. He was so happy that he decided to throw a party for all his African friends. He said his wife was absent then. He bought a very large quantity of okporoko and anu ewu. He wanted to make a pot of rich pepper soup for them. The whole stuff was on the fire, simmering and African music booming in the air. After a short while, as if someone had hinted her, his wife arrived like an unwanted ghost. When she saw all his African friends, she nearly went mad with rage. She raved and raved. 'Who the hell gave you the guts to come here?' She had screamed at Gi

"Sofia. Daddy is here. Can you talk to your mom for me? Tell her not to do this. I do not want a divorce." Leonardo thought Sofia would soften. Sofia used to be the one who ran to Leonardo every time Leonardo came home, wrapping her arms around Leonardo's legs, calling "Daddy" over and over. But this time, Sofia just stepped half a pace behind me. Quietly, Sofia said, "Uncle Leonardo, you should go take care of your other kid. Do not bother me and my mom anymore." Leonardo went rigid. Leonardo's hand hung in the air. "Sofia, I am your daddy. Why are you calling me uncle?"

, "Good thinking Uncle. Are you planning to open a company" "Yes. But I don't know if my dream will became true or not", "Which kind of company do you engaged in?", "Machines and farm products", "And it will help many people Uncle. And don't worry, l will help you fulfill your dream uncle", "Really dearest!" Aroused Mandrel, looked up at Jeisin, "Of course, daddy friend" Jeisin replied. And she continued, "Well Uncle, that's enough. I got to go to Granny and hear a story. But you are not hungry right?",