Mijin Kwaila Complete Hausa Novels & Stories

I wonder why it's been sealed off in the dark corner of an even longer and darker corridor. I pull one of the books off the shelves and look at the title. It is a very old book, with writing barely legible. I must test my skills in reading Hausa. "The Origins" is what the title says. I open the first page and begin to read. It happened long ago that Q'waeti journeyed all over the land setting the people aright and instructing the people that would come in the future how they should act. Q'waeti instructed the people on how to build houses. One day Q'waeti

I said as I crossed my arms in front of my chest. "I love mint choco." He said and I stopped. "Disgusting!" I hissed and he laughed. "Why is that disgusting? It's good." "I feel like brushing my teeth when I eat that flavour." I shook my head. "Do you have a pet?" He asked. "I have a black labrador at home. How about you?" "Really? I have a labrador too!" He said and I turned to him completely surprised. "Millie.. her name." "Blue.. his name." I turned to him and looked at him straight into his eyes.

said Elmina, “I am no longer Maajira.” The woman smiled. “You no longer hold the seat, but the title remains yours.” Elmina shook her head. “I have no right to keep it.” Keyla frowned. What did that mean? It was all very confusing. She turned to the woman behind the desk, intending to question her. Before she could speak, the Maajira said, “I am Vedila, Maajira of the Na’Himara.” She seated herself and kept her gaze on Keyla.

Xena said and walked closer to him, he stroked his cheeks, teasing him in a mockery manner. “Jaguar, I heard the minister met with the king today to bring in Princess Nneka of the Gigal community, to come and bore our kingdom's heir,” Sheba said, just to humiliate Xena, she couldn't stand her excessive manner, she might be the king favorite but in Sheba presence, they are one.

Makaila cooed, a tired smile spread across her lips. "Just like you." I smiled at Makaila. I bent and kissed our baby on her forehead. She suddenly stirred and opened her eyes. They were bright and blue, crystal clear like the oceans, just like mine. She also had brunette hair just like mine but she definitely had her mum's beauty. She gave me a crooked smile and my heart swelled in my chest. "What do we name her?" Makaila asked. "Sierra." I quickly said. "How about Crystal?" Makaila argued with me.

He smiled at her and she blushed. "I'm fine and thank you, you don't look too bad yourself." She replied as he ushered us to sit down. "My bad, this is my best friend Konyii." She introduced me and I smiled at him. "Beautiful name for a beautiful lady, I'm Wale." He said smiling back. Truth be told, he had a very flirty attitude but then his looks go with it. He's handsome. "Thanks." I replied looking away. "We are gonna order something and we'll be back." Abiola said standing up, I did the same and we bothered walked to the counter.

CHAPTER ONE Old building detachable to another, Amina and Fatima seen in front of an old bungalow, they wore hijab. sits on a pavement chatting in Hausa language. Fatima third wife of late Mr Ahmed Gowon. a Muslim man, a retired soldier. She was given to marriage at a very tender age, she’s at her thirty. Amina friend, Fatima's best friend