Namijin Zuma Hausa นิยาย & เรื่องราว

He laughed, "I am. My great grandfather is from Gombe, he moved to Lagos and he married a Yoruba woman as second wife, she gave birth to my grandfather who also married a Yoruba woman. My mom is Yoruba too so you can say I'm half Hausa and half Yoruba." "Can you speak Hausa?" He smiled guiltily, "not really." "Then you're fully a Yoruba man." "I have Hausa blood." He argued. "It's been diluted." "Okay, you win." He said laughing. "You're Hausa right? It's actually obvious." "How? Because I'm too young to be married and the Hausas are known for early marriage." She remembered their first meeting. "Okay I might have been rude to you with that statement and..."

for many years and no one seemed to know the actual name. "Atti, why is it called 'ghana-must-go'?" Junior asked the million naira question. "Because it has a story to it." Calista replied from the foot of the stairs. "And we will tell you." Mama seconded. I wasn't in the least intrigued as I and Rose kept arranging all of Junior's food items into the bag. "Ghana Must Go, was a popular name given to the migration of illegal Migrants, mostly Ghanaians, from Nigeria following a Presidential executive order."

A chubby woman with glasses a little big for her face smiles at me politely, “Welcome ma'am, how may we be of any service to you today?” She asked kindly, smiling so much that I was creeped out. “Uhm, I'm here to see Roman. Roman Domino. We have a meeting " “Oh, what's your name?” “Ashanti Dunbar " I reply “Ah yes, Mr. Domino is expecting you, the penthouse is where you are headed "I nod and fake a smile. I'm a ball of nerves, my palms are sweating. I've never been one to be nervous because of a simple meeting. But we're talking about the man who killed my family, which also happens to be the man who makes my legs buckle.

Nana pursed her lips together, looking at Khattume –the girl Maajida sent to buy bread– as she walked in with two small breads in her hand with twenty naira change. "My real name is Jumaimah." Maajida shyly answered, collecting the bread and asking the girl to hold the change. "No, she should take ten naira and come back for ten naira tomorrow. She's just five and giving her so much money is not good." Nana reasoned out with Maajida who agreed and took ten naira from the girl. "You're right! You'll be a great mother, you know." Maajida commended, looking like a proud sister at Nana.

Zaire growled deeply, “what name shall I call you Luna?” Susan continued to make eye contact with Zaire as he flipped them over so his body was on top and in control of hers. Susan emitted what may sound to the untrained ear like something between a purr and a whine before stating in a self-assured tone, “Alpha Zaire, you may call me Winema.” “Winema? I’ve never heard that name,” Zaire answers from Travis’s body. Winema laughs from Susan’s body before explaining, “it means ‘female chief’. Are you going to make me your Luna… Alpha?”

'Let me read you the next story,' she said eagerly. 'What's the title?' 'Charrey, the Parrot. I bet you will find it intriguing.' 'With all pleasure, go on,' Jerome encouraged. Anuri began evenly, her eyes alight with joy. “Back in history, in the land of Okirika, the riverine area of Nigeria, there lived a woman. She was tall, fair complexioned and very beautiful. Her name was Nima. Nima was a single woman so she lived all alone in her four-bedroom domicile.

Zinjo looked over at Aurelia, his eyes filled with an apology, "Forgive Juma for what he is about to say." On a dais with two thrones sat the black-maned Juma, and next to him was a muscular woman with black hair streaked with blonde. She gripped a bone-handled spear. Her electric blue eyes remained fixed on Aurelia t a house cat regards a mouse in the backyard.

"Where else, to the hideout." AN: runs girl is a Nigerian street word for prostitute. Onitemi is a Yoruba word which literally translates to 'mine'. Agbada is a flowing gown (mostly white) worn by the Yoruba men (or women at times) to celebrate festivities while iro and buba is a blouse and wrapper worn by Yoruba women to outings, festivities and even for fashion at times. Hey madam, where you dey go by this time of the night: is Nigerian pidgin and it literally means; hey ma'am, where are you headed at his hour of the night

03:20 pm, September 10 Kogi State, Nigeria. It was the naming ceremony of the Mádégún twins. They'd just been named Oluwatade, Hairum and Oluwajoba, Haysam each as they were Muslims. It was a joyful ceremony as everybody wanted to bless the twins with gifts. Even non-indigenous guests from the cities had come to grace the occasion, mostly the new parents' family and friends. Gifts of different shapes and colour just kept piling up under the gift canopy to the delight of the glowing parents.