Romans & histoires Salon So Hausa Novel 41

"Don't waste your time James. I am not here to die. I only followed you here because you are unfamiliar with Igboland. I didn't come here to put my life at risk. As you can see, I have a beautiful wife and and three young children who are still growing up. I already lost a wife, it will be bad if my children find out that their father died trying to destroy the gods that their ancestors worshipped. It will be too bad James. Count me out of your plans. Stick with Umuise. They don't have a chief priest who would challenge you. They are simple faithful worshippers of their gods. Every man and his own shrine." James grabbed the book he was reading and flipped the pages quickly. Then he turned to

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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

The lady, Sophia's mother suddenly gets up and stands in front of her daughter. -Sophia ya niak diom,ya dioudo if guiléme namp if mbam,Sophia nii ngamay fayé,yaw ya niak diom if sa bopp,yaw amo bene foula sissa bopp yaw Ndeye Sophia Fall,Sophia kone yaw farantou nga nekké if deuk bi,ya niak diom ba sa faar di la door, Sophia you really lack shame, you have no respect for your person, Sophia that's how you thank me after all I've done for you, Ndeye Sophia kane then

Halima is cut off by Sa'eed. " of course you trust him." he hisses. "just listen mana haba. Don't you trust me?" Halima asks furiously wiping her tears as more keeps streaming down her face like an uncontrollable waterfall. "Trust." Sa'eed scoffs. "Halima Audu Kalshingi how do you expect ne to trust you?" Sa'eed asks.

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He took a deep breath before talking, "What is your name?" He asked her. That was when it hit Shola that Solano had never asked for her name. He might have heard it a few times, but he'd never even tried to mispronounce it, he'd just been calling her little girl or little lady all this while, "It's Omashola," she answered glaring, pouting her nude brown lips, "That could not be all of it," "Adunfe Fadaunsi!" "Oma- Shola is it?"

Emaad gave Hunza a glare, and then he turned back towards his friend. “How do you know each other?” Saliha asked. Hunza rolled her eyes. “Famous for being a heartbreaker, the whole town knows him,” she said, annoyed. She was staring at Hunza, expressionlessly. “What?” asked Hunza. “Nothing?” Saliha said. “Come on, we are getting late,” Hunza held her hand and took her inside. *********** “When are you going to get the phone?” asked Hania, smiling. “Here, I did this for you,” she gave her the notebook.

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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