Iman Hausa Novel By Khaleesat Haiydar Mga Nobela at Kwento

The daughter-in-law and mother-in-law were engaged in a good conversation when the doorbell rang. "They've arrived..." Madiha exclaimed even before getting up from her chair and opened the door. ••• "Khala, let me show you around the house..." Eshal and Kamraan had already seen the house, so Madiha offered to give Iman a tour since it was her first time there. "That's mummy and papa's room over there, and next to it is Chachu's room, and beside that is his study. He spends a lot of time there; he loves reading," Iman's eyes widened at this new information.

saying he walked into the closet. Haya ran into the washroom and took shower, she wore a long black coloured dress with black pants and a maroon scarf wrapped around her neck. Entering the room she didn't find Maaz, she walked into the closet and stood in front of her vanity. she dried her hair and tied them in a braid, wear her black sandals she went downstairs. She entered the kitchen and greeted Aima and Amira, both of them asked if she was feeling well and she said she was, she helped Aima in setting the table. When the breakfast was ready the men's sat on their seats and beside them sat their wives.

Khalid asked. "She engulfed her tightly that Reedah almost lost balance. She disentangled her arms after a while" Oh so sorry dear you're both welcome to our house jameela is indeed right, you're beautiful and both look alike with your brother, I'm jealous I don't look like ya Khalid only ya fatima look like him. My name is hauwa but this idiot and others call me Hawwy." "You both don't have manners for visitors, how could you both leave them standing for so long and you both know there just coming back from hospital especially Reedah who has just been discharged."

God bless me, my family, and the entire human race. THE END Author: Muhammad Abubakar Penname: KingMoha Platform: Goodnovel

And just like that, a new weird feeling, more like fear of Allah the more (Imaan) increase in her heart. Nafisa cleared her throat in uncomfortable silence before replying her sister. "Just go to bed kis kis, you're making me scared all of the sudden. Please, sleep". "I was just wondering, I mean mama is fair and umma is dark in complexion and they are both Hausa. Look at how we eat and then our pour out waste (excrete) from our body. Hmmmn! Allah mai iko!" She lay back on her bed and draw her quilt over her. "Good night sister".

the aged security man said "We're here to see Hajiya" "Oh you're welcome. You can go inside please" the man said to them and opened the door for them "Thank you" they both entered inside the shop and walked straight to the receptionist. The young lady at the desk was busy reading a novel titled "Zaheera" a novel written by Zainab Abdulkadir. She was so engrossed in the novel that she didn't see them until Khady finally spoke "Good morning" Khady greeted "Oh! I'm sorry" the lady said before greeting them " Good Morning to you. Welcome to Ashafa's shopping mall. How may I help you?" the lady said in a professional way

With this both the boys flew from there before Musa caught them . Musa shaked his head and smiled a little at his friend's antics .. Usman was driving the car while Khalid was in the passenger seat . Usman said,'' I don't know Khalid, you are so smart .I mean the way you helped Musa understand the concern ". Khalid raised his collar and said," I am smart from birth but I never show off ". Meanwhile in the Khan mansion Haider informed Amina and Kiara about their outing .Amina agreed instantly .But Kiara agreed to the pleading of Haider and Amina as she didn't want to break their hearts by saying no ..

Ameera smiled, realizing that in the midst of chaos and uncertainty, she could find solace and escape within the pages of a story. "Haider, I think I'll sit here and immerse myself in the novel for a little while," Ameera said, her voice filled with a soft tranquility. Haider nodded, his eyes brimming with affection. "Of course, my love. Take your time. I'll go and rest in the other room. We both need our strength for the days ahead." With a gentle squeeze of her hand, Haider rose from the couch and made his way to the adjoining room. Ameera watched him go, grateful for his understanding and support. She settled back into the comfort of the couch, cradling the novel in her hands.

The Hidaya he met is always strong and has a worth billion if dollars and he would pay anything to see it back in it's place. "Let's go get ice cream. How does that sound?" He cheered with a big grin producing another from her own lips. "Legs go!" She yelled out and together they walked to the ice cream parlour near Hidaya's home. She is so bored and tired of crying and staying with mourners. Naazwa wouldn't want that from them and she gets it that time. "Prey for my deceased sister." She said in her terrible Hausa to the almajiris she gave new hundred naira note to. They were standing by the sidewalk begging money from the passerby so she stopped and gave the eight of them.

And then, I began hearing masculine voices speaking Hausa language, rapidly. I was fidgeting with my sweaty hands, as I waited impatiently for the gate to be opened, so I could go inside. And then, I was wondering how in the hell I got thrown into this situation. Even though I was heartbroken, I was supposed to be at home this time, nursing my broken heart. Not to be in front of the gate of a notorious terrorist, who had criminals and rapist looking around the outside of his surroundings.