Gidan Uncle Hausa Novel Complete Novels & Stories

"He was shot by unknown gunmen__" "If you are going to lie to me Sir Chidi, please respect my intelligence by making it more believable and have the decency of not avoiding my gaze." She glared at him, then heaving she asked again in a low monotone that hinted at her almost exhausted patience. "What Happened to my uncle a day before yesterday?" Chidi stared at Kunle who averted his gaze. They both remained quiet. Jasmine rolled her eyes. Her uncle's best friend will always remain fiercely loyal to him, even in death.

E kaasan Ma' I greeted all of them together, prostating flat. Oshey. Omo kaaro, O Ji re. I laughed at my subconscious as I slowly stood up. 'Aah aah. Booda Uthman, okunrin ma ti de' (You're now a man) I smiled at an Uncle's words and stretched to my tallest height. Ode ni e. (you're a fool) 'Oko olómoge, Àwon àuntí nko? (A slang for asking for someone's supposed girlfriends)

"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

Enjoy your day!! Somia's uncle car drove inside LAGOS UNIVERSITY TEACHING HOSPITAL by his driver, packing at the packing space as one of the security guard was instructed him to do so. Somia's uncle opened the door when he saw that driver had stopped the car and getting down. The security guard greeted him as he was coming down and he replied, he wore a lovely Yoruba outfit and with a nice and shinning shoe. He turned to his left side and going straight.

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!

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 in a smirk. "Where should I start? Ah ... Once upon a time there were two siblings, a man and a woman. These two, rebelled against their parents... Oops... Should I rephrase it.... Wait... Only the man rebelled against his parents but the woman loved dearly her brother the reason why she too went with him. The two siblings went away from their kingdom as they ended straying to different places. After a century, the two went back to their birth place. Their loving parents forgive their action. Two century past, the sister of the man got pregnant and she birthed a handsome perfect child. This child were adorable compared to his not so ugly uncle. Thus, this ugly uncle renamed the child

I ignore him again, "Answer my question" "My head is perfectly fine" he sighs, "how do you know that guy?" but I decide this time to finally tell him my secret, "He-he's my uncle" and then I hear Ajax mumble a series of curse words underneath his breath, and then I open the door, in which he makes the most of because he immediately engulfs me in a hug, "Why didn't you tell me that you have an uncle?"

“So, where’s my rose from? From your beautiful accent…I know it’s somewhere from Africa so, spill” He’s already deploying possessive weapons like ‘my’. I waver and lower my eyes as I shudder with light tension, inhaling slowly. I try to focus on ignoring what he’s making my body go through as I provide him with an answer, “From West Africa, Nigeria precisely.” Henry hums while I continue to blabber anxiously, “I lived in Abuja and, I um…belong to the ‘Khalid Clan wolf pack’. The Alpha is my older cousin-”

" Mrs Grassroots paused, sipping the bottle of water in her left hand. I used that time to take in what she said, the story my uncle told me was different from hers. In his, Genesis was a scorned woman and in my professor's, Asiuta, her sister was the villain and the cause of the disaster because she was obsessed with Dordin—which simply means Dordin was innocent, he was a victim of circumstance.