Saifudeen Complete Hausa Novel Novels & Stories

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.

As the Submarine ascended towards the surface of the river, the only thought on Ara’s mind was “Where was he going to find a marriage counsellor this late on a Christmas night in Paris?” About the Author Musa Hashim is an Author and Pedagogue. He is a citizen of Nigeria. He is a graduate of Biological Sciences and he is based in Kano. His writing genres are Mysteries and Thrillers. He was shortlisted for the Yasmin EL Rufai Foundation (YELF) writing workshop 2019 facilitated by Pwangulongii Daoud, and Kaduna Books and Arts Festival (KABAFEST) writing workshop 2019 facilitated by Zukiswa Wanner. He was also among the last 20 of the Quramo Writer’s Prize (QWP) 2019.

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

A fickle of surprise passed by her eyes before she smirked. "See this girl o" She turned to say to her friends while laughing "Na me she dey talk to like that?" (Pidgin English translation: Is it me she's talking to like that?" "No na it's can't be you na, unless she no dey well for head" was Hadiza's response. (No it can't be you, unless she's not well in the head) "Abi" Runke added. "Anyways forget about that sef. The main reason I'm here is to warn you to stop talking to Dili" Adaeze growled out.

"These are Sufyan's aunts so you're to come kneel before them and greet properly." His mother turned to the women. "Forgive her, she doesn't know anything about our culture. Awon Hausa o kin pon eyan le - hausa people don't have respect." She finished off in Yoruba. Sabeerah didn't say anything, she simply stod up and went to kneel before them just as her mother and aunts came downstairs. Sufyan's aunts said prayers for her before one helped her get up and then gave her a side hug, she went back to her seat.

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…

Aunty Hauwa phoned her parents and they are on their way already Aunty Hauwa has been praying for her niece to put to bed safely and Yusuf at the other hand is not himself,he's scared and he doesn't even know why. Zuwairah has lost alot of blood and only Allah can save her at the moment now. He has used all the tactic he can as a doctor but it's not working

Hajiya Zainab has the widest grin anyone has ever seen, it looks malicious to anyone but wide nonetheless. "So many sources, aunt, sources." She cracked her neck to the side, no one can crisscross her and go away unscathed. That was what she thought of doing but she didn't want to send any Chadian to do the work. She wanted to pay some people to go to Chad and kill her then come back but the way Najaah did it is quite alright. As long as she is no more! ~ "Who is it?" Sa'eed sighed through the intercom as if his whole energy is getting transmitted through those few words he is speaking. He feels more tired than any day because there was no progress going on.

Brother Tunji had just got back from the states after his graduation to settle down and run dad's business, Bisi was still in the university, I had just got called to the bar, engaged to the love of my life… we were all happy until fate thought us the perfect victims to play its tricks on. I hastily blinked back the tears that were threatening to fall and focused on Suliat —the Hausa girl that fought and conquered VVF due to the fact that her parents married her off to a distant, ancient relative when she was ten years young. She was holding the story pillow now and whatever she said made all the girls laugh. Her hijab clad face glowed in a satisfied smiled. Clearly she had moved on. Why can

As a corpers posted to the far north, far away from my Ekiti state, it was not easy at all. I could not speak Hausa, the few words I learned in the camp, I use to buy things in the market. Words like: Ina kwana- Good morning. Na wan? - How much? It was quite difficult living in a new environment. The people though friendly find it difficult to communicate with me. They will say: Ba a Hausa meaning Cannot speak Hausa. Sometimes they will ask you: Akwai Hausa? meaning Can you speak Hausa? I will always reply Ba bu meaning No or Kadan Kadan meaning A little.