DAURIN BOYE Complete Hausa Novel Document by DAURIN BOYE

He adjusted his posture as he rode his MOTO B motorcycle. He watched the watch on his wrist count down the minutes he had spent standing at the door. Surely, without a serious reason, nothing would make him wait like this. There was nothing in his life he hated more than waiting. He was a man of principle who did not believe in the concept of African time that the Hausa people use to describe time.

      He lowered his hand and turned his gaze to the straight gate at the front wall of the house, which was the door that would lead to the actual interior of the house. As if waiting for that, the door began to try to open. Within seconds, the young woman who was trying to open the door appeared.

     She slowly walked towards him, dressed in a fitted dress and skirt that fitted her body, she covered her body with a veil that was not medium, he slowly tried to win his face with a smile even though her face was pale, it didn't bother him even though he was tired, not cheerful and not tied up, she looked at him from a distance as if she had known him all the time he had visited her, his body was a light blue shirt and black jeans of average price, his feet were wearing open shoes hand-sewn from the Kofar Wambai market, he was wearing a suit so the clothes looked good on him, he asked him to go to his salon to get them fixed and come which again revealed the secret of the beauty that God gave him, of course, except for one thing, Muhammad was a perfect husband who could be shown anywhere, because this one thing that was missing made her remove him from the list of the man who was worthy of her marriage.

"Welcome back, Princess Zulaiha," he said in his soft voice, which was one of the things that attracted Zulaiha to him, even though she didn't think she would allow him to be in her life. He continued to study her expression as she answered him.

"Hello" she said in a smoky, smoky voice.

"I'm so desperate, I don't think I'll get to see you today."

"That's almost what happened, because we were going out with my mother