Gidan Uncle Hausa Mga Nobela at Kwento

He was really trying to avoid eye contact. "Guy no dey call me mumu na. Yarinyan no dey here na." (Guy, do not call me a fool. Aisha isn't here.) Tamuno said. He had given Aisha a nickname, "yarinyan" meaning girl in Hausa where Aisha is from. We all went to sit with them. "Jazzjo, How far na?" (Jasmine and Joan how are you?) That was how he referred to I and Jasmine.

Then, she pointed at Maia, who was standing next to him. Amanda ran over to the little girl and swooped her up quickly. “How could you call them by their names? He’s your father’s brother. Don’t you know that makes him your uncle? You have to show them the respect they deserve. Alright?” Greta nodded and said in a cute voice, “Okie-dokie! Uncle Cedric. Aunt Maia.”

Hayden praised him. "Daddy, are grandfather and grandmother in?" "Your grandmother is in, but your grandfather is not around now, but will take you to meet him later. But your uncle Peter and your grand uncle Josiah would love to meet you," he explained carefully. "Mom, what is a grand uncle?" Lilly asked me. "Oh, it just means the uncle of your parents, Uncle Josiah, is the uncle of your father." "Welcome home, Alpha Hayden," Ann greeted with a smile.

“Apologize to the lady for the embarrassment you caused.” “Ow. No need to be violent.” Harris grumbled. “I’m sorry that my intrusion embarrassed you, Miss Yashida.” “Um… it’s fine.” Hana held her hands up. “Reality checks are always welcome. And can we get back to you calling him your uncle?” “Ah, that’s because he is my paternal uncle. I believe you understand well enough what that makes me.” Harris answered as he managed to escape my grip. “Now then, I’ll leave you two love birds alone. Though I suggest you take the making out somewhere private.”

GABRIEL "Her name is Gia. So how come you call her Gianna?" "Because…just drop it. And that's a poor imitation of me if that's what you were going for." At least he'd waited until we were alone before starting his shit. The girls were walking ahead of us back to the house, and I guess he'd held it in for as long as he could. "Where's Uncle Marvin?" "He went ahead inside, probably lecturing unc about something or another."

"You know you are no longer a child. You are a grown up female. I did you well by raising you up isn't it?" I nodded my head. Why was he sounding this way. Where they planning on sending me out of the house? I glanced at aunty lydia and ogechi as they both eyed me. "You are of age and when a girl is of age, you know what comes next"my uncle said. It was like he was trying to look for the right words to pass a message across to me in a way that it wouldn't hurt me. "I don't understand uncle"i replied obviously confused.

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

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,

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."

Yeah cus she is one. **** We kids were all in the parlor upstairs watching Henry Danger when my phone rang and I realized it was a number. I ignored it but it kept ringing so I went out and picked it and waited for the person to speak first. Assalamu Alikum. A deep masculine familiar voice said. OMG is it... Waalaikumus salaam please who is it? I then heard a chuckle. Like seriously... It's uncle Mustapha. Like seriously wai uncle Mustapha. The definition of an uncle is a brother to your mom or dad. Maybe he's own dictionary is different.