Romans & histoires Gidan Uncle Hausa Novel 20

“Your niece is fast. Think she beat me next time.” Chino laughed low. “She go beat you. She get Yoruba stubbornness from her uncle.” Liam sat beside him, shoulder to shoulder. Nkem ran up, ball under arm. “Uncle Chino! Uncle Liam say you used to play football in Lagos. True?” Chino looked at her—bright eyes, Adanna’s smile, no fear in them. “True. But I no good like your Uncle Wale.” “Who’s Uncle Wale?”

she tried to interrupt, but I quickly cut her off. “Where is your mother?” “She’s inside. But please, tell me!” She was desperate for an answer. “Take this bread to your mother.” Before I could even lift my head, Esther was already at the door. She stepped forward. “Good evening, Uncle.” “Good evening,” I replied, noticing the worry in her eyes. “Can we talk?” “No, Uncle. You just arrived. Won’t you rest for a while? Lagos to Benin is not like Ologbo. Please, at least bathe and eat first.”

Linux immediately stood up as soon as he saw that she was here and eagerly said, "Hil, you're here! Let's go back now." On the other hand, Byron's face brightened up when he saw Hilda. He excitedly said, "Hello! You must be Mr. Linux' younger sister! I'm Byron Orji, Peace's second uncle on her mother's side!" Oh, it's Peace's uncle! Thus, she greeted him. "Nice to meet you, Uncle Byron."

“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.”

(who are you looking for), the gateman asked in his Hausa intonation. "Please, am looking for Uncle Richard that's stays here", Rose explained. "You dey find Oga Richard, I dey come to make I call am," (You are asking for my boss Mr. Richard, just a minute, let me call him) the gateman said as he closed the gate and went into the house. A few minutes later he came out with Uncle Richard. "Welcome Rose, how is everything over there? How are your parents? Please come inside", Uncle Richard said as he and the gateman helped her with her bags.

Seun just laughs. "Did something happen between you and Dami?" Seun asked suddenly before taking a sip from his own drink that was different from mine. I let out a bitter laughter kicking the sand. "Honestly, I don't know." I feel his eyes on me and I look up at him. "When I first heard that My Uncle had married a Fifteen years old girl to his Twenty years old Son. To be honest, I wasn't surprised at all. They're old fashioned and they don't see anything wrong since they too were married at a young age too."

Immediately the man left all of them kept quiet for a while before Mallam Audu speaks up " Habiba am sorry about what my brother said. I know you're hurt by his words but please do take heart, don't take his words to your heart, I know by now your used to it"Mallam Audu speaks before he turned towards his daughter "Tehzeeb don't take what your Uncle said to heart and focus on your studies. None of them can force you to get married when am still alive and breathing, In Sha Allah I will stand by you and protect you. I don't know how long I have in this world, all I can give you is the best education that even when am not alive you can take care of yourself and your mother"

Izzy asked in a whisper, barely able to breathe, as she looked at her uncle, who was her mother’s brother. "I-I'm sorry, Izzy. Y-you didn’t make it in time for your mom. A-ate Hilda is gone..." Her uncle said, tears flowing as he struggled to breathe. Hearing those words, Izzy was overwhelmed with deep pain and regret. Her uncle spoke again. "Ate Hilda is dead, Isabel..." It felt like a bomb exploded in her ear, and those five words from her Uncle Pedring shattered her heart. Words she thought she would never hear again, especially after her mother had recovered completely.

They all giggled like schoolgirls and Ashton eyed me suspiciously, which just made me grin even wider. “Never underestimate the power of polite conversation and good food,” I said with a wink, as some things from my cock-sucking trucker days had turned out to be quite useful. I laughed when he didn’t get it, and instead pushed him in front of me out the door, where three very angry-looking Elders were waiting for me. Sorry, not sorry… “Dagan,” my uncle snapped, his eyes flying between me and Ashton, clearly not happy with what he was seeing. And he had reason to be…

Johnson ➡ Hmm, where she dey,? Mallam Garba ➡ If you go straight follow corner! You go see am! Johnson ➡ Okay, mallam Garba, I dey go! Mallam Garba ➡ wait, take this! Johnson ➡ Wetin be this? (what is this) Mallam Garba ➡this medicine go make ur bulala hard for hours, teach that Ifeoma girl lesson, kaji ko? Johnson ➡ Mallam Garba I hear you!