Romans & histoires Gidan Uncle Hausa Novel 20

She didn't want her uncle to touch her again. Kenji clicked his tongue, then walked to the bathroom in the corner of the room with his naked body. His head hurt too much; Kenji was going to pour water over it, hoping to think more clearly. Akiko could hear his footsteps. As soon as she heard the door close, Akiko quickly grabbed the clothes she had worn yesterday, dressed hurriedly, and ran out. Akiko just wanted to go home, but Karina blocked her in the living room. "Where do you think you're going? Leaving after breaking someone's heart?" Karina snapped *** Note : *Oji-san : Uncle in Japanase

They return to lying on the leaves and continued to look up at the stars until dawn. “You’ve got a nice smile there.” Gideon snaps his notebook shut and turns to face the voice in his room. Leaning on the door frame was his uncle Daniel. He was more of a big brother figure to him than an uncle. Despite the wide difference in their years, his uncle never matured in his view. He still bothers his brother Idris, Gideon’s dad, like they were just teens. Daniel gets satisfaction from pranking his brothers, his sisters, and his in-laws. Oliviana Willows never tamed the enthusiastic and playful nature of Daniel. She feared that one day when his spark of joyfulness fades it gets replaced with someth

KINKY'S Dad Love on fire Chapter 11 By, baby favour ★★★★ Vanessa POV The dream I just had is a troublesome one. If it happens to me in real life I can survive it. I am sure of that. My uncle can't be a devil. Is it not possible that he is nice and treats me right? He cherishes me so he won't do that right?. Never he can't but is dream pain supposed to be that real?. I felt real but I am sure it was not my uncle. Mr Badmus we all know is a good man with his wife and kids but then we don't know why he is capable of doing anymore ever since they died in a motor accident he has changed and started doing some things.

「Uncle Noah, I think you are so very experienced in selecting bitches. So...if you don't mind, how about sparing me some of your experience. After all, these bitches I found are no better than yours.」 The last few words crashed my heart violently, with a burst of cold arising spontaneously. "No better than yours..." I repeated the words and handed the phone back to Noah. "Take your time. I gotta go now." I couldn't stand these two men talking about women scurvily and calling me and other women bitches. Maybe later, I would be on their topic list. I would never get used to this humiliation, so I'd better get out of there and kept myself from their little dirty "secrets".

"Why not. She is my cousin Manvi and he is my Bhima uncle. They came from Purva with me. They were merchants in the south before but after facing a huge lose when some thief stole their money and things, they thought to start new, so I brought them here as they are my relatives." "Oh, Well I promise you sir if someone tries to do something like that here to you, you go straight to palace. We do not let our people suffer. I hope you have good and honest life here." He says with a smile. "Thank you." Hira says shyly and I can clearly see her blushing. Now that got interesting. Before we move forward I ask my uncle to ask the guard's name. He gives me a weird look but I push him forward. "What

" Isn't she supposed to wait until he's ready?" " That's not what my grandmother thinks, let me tell you something, I don't know if Khalifa has told you all these, but let's see, Khalifa's Father, Uncle Muhammad, is from Edo state in Nigeria, the south, he's from a royal descendant or so, I'm not sure, they have this family name, Danesi. Okay so, When Uncle Muhammad and Aunty Arafah were getting married, there were lot of issues, cause my Aunt, that's Khalifa's mother is from the North, Katsina to be precise, so it was like a North South thing and tssk tssk, the families of the couples weren't really on good terms, but I guess eventually they had to accept each other, but the grandparents w

"Well that's how it feels when you smoke and I complain." We both left the house and went into town. It was on a Friday, three days had passed since I last saw Lokun. I couldn't go to school because I thought running into him would make me scream or faint again, I felt sick after what he showed me, I kept feeling queasy, and I was vomiting for two days. Everything I once heard my uncle describe to my mom he felt after he ran into a Yemoja at the beach a long time ago. Of course, everybody thought uncle Ade was full of shit. He was an irresponsible drunk with at least four wives, more than a dozen children, and even more bastards. He was funny but that was his sole importance to anyone. When

'Iya Idowu, you child of a scum, so you want other children to die the way your own children died. Iya Idowu gasped, hit heavily by the weight of the old man's words. Few people knew the truth about what really happened to her children as it had been long ago. Her elder twins, a boy and a girl, had been known for being light fingered since they were toddlers and due to her constant protectiveness and blindness to their ways, they'd grown up to be hoodlums. At the age of seventeen they were busted in a big heist in Lagos city and burned to death by the angry mob. The boy that came after, Idowu, at the age of twenty one, had recently left for the south, after he'd been caught having an affair

They all cracked up once more and when they were through, Uncle Philip inquired having dropped his newspaper from so much laughter. "What do you think happened to her?" "I don't know" I whispered as my eyebrows came down in confusion. "She left us and got married for crying out loud. You are so funny. Stop watching Nigerian movies. They are not healthy". He giggled. Aunt Uka turned to her daughter and said "Have you seen what you have done to your uncle?" the little girl smiled and waved a sorry at me. "Don't mind her; she was probably just playing with you. Nobody died in that room". She assured me and suddenly from behind her appeared a pretty young girl with a tray of fried rice. The arom

The soft embrace was what she needed she hugged him back not wanting to leave anytime soon, he took her to a seat and they sat down together close to her sister's while she was still in his embrace. "The brake failed, they collided with a truck, Chuka died at the spot, Dad is in surgery while mum is in coma. The car is in total wreck" Chidinma narrated she was trying so hard not to cry she had to be strong for her sisters. Tears were dropping from Chimamanda's eyes Their Uncle on the other side was lamenting "fake crocodile tears I'm sure he is happy, I know he has a hand in this and I will surely find out".