FURAR DANƘO BOOK 1 by Bilyn-Abdull Complete Hausa Novel Document by FURAR DANƘO BOOK 1 by Bilyn-Abdull

She began to read the messages slowly, and as she felt the conversation bore her, it seemed as if she had left until it began to take her attention.

_My dear mother, did you finish the medicine last night?_

_come out and give us feedback_

_hmmmm, that's not a joke, she who hasn't tried it is right, she's been treated badly_

          These were the kinds of comments that made her curious, and she began to follow the messages quickly until she found the source of the conversation.

            She immediately told the woman that she wanted to get a private speech therapy session, but the wait for her to read the message was a waste of time, so she went down and made a direct call.

             She was raising her voice and heard her name mentioned, which made Zainab happy. In other words, she was so famous that her name was so popular in the group that her name could be immediately identified?

              They greeted each other, and Zainab asked for more information about the matter. The woman's explanation made her feel more satisfied than ever.

"How much does it cost? If I send it, will I receive it today?"

"Yes, there is one available, you will get it, twenty-five thousand, but since you are already familiar with each other, send twenty, you and the housekeeper will both drink, I will make sure you bring another one too". Nauyi felt the money they had given her, because she had wasted a lot of money at the marriage doctor. From the broken bandages for the medicine she had bought from her and the broken pressure clothes, she had wasted almost one hundred and thirty thousand, what was left in her hand now was twenty thousand, and she wanted to start with the adashi blood, but the Hausa people say that the day of the payment of one's needs is not in the mouth of anything, so she said

"Don't worry, I'll give you the address, I'll give you cash when I get there"

"Don't worry about it."

               She felt as if a weight had been lifted from her heart. She went back to bed and again followed the feedback from the women who had used the medicine.

             She smiled brightly as she left, feeling that tonight would be special, feeling that even if they hated her, she would send them to the prayer room, and whether she came or not, she had to accept them so that she could leave well.

             This sleep took her until noon, she didn't know, she was in the group, following them, and she heard the medicine arrive. She didn't notice until she heard the call for noon prayer being made. She finished her prayer, stretching out her hands and looking around the room.

            She had been struggling with constipation since morning, she hadn't even brushed her teeth, she hadn't put anything in her stomach, and she hadn't even thought about cleaning the house and Saleem's room. The children were on their way to school, and she hadn't cooked them food to eat so they could pass Islamic school.

             She hurried downstairs and began to pick up the scattered belongings on the bedroom floor, imagining the humiliation she would face today when her medicine arrived.

              She didn't feel like lifting Ruqayya's leg or dissing her, she definitely had to instill in her her likeness of what she saw and felt in every corner she was with Saleem. She saw a new kind of care and concern in his eyes and face in every corner he spent time with. She believed that nothing buys a woman this kind of love except two things. Care and HQ and medicines that will tighten the bond so that he will protect you and implant his heart, no woman can match your value in this aspect. Then there is the second way that she will not tolerate her suffering after the one that came out easily, which is secrecy. Her belief is more that it is a secret, because she has never seen Ruqayya buy anything other than women's medicine, or she has never heard of it, so how can a woman who lives like this without any tools get this kind of love and care if not through deception and secrecy?

             Even before she finished cleaning the room, she got tired of cleaning, threw away the broom and sat on the edge of the bed, doing something she never got tired of doing. There was nothing in the world she hated like work, the way she envisioned her married life and planned it was to just go to bed, whatever was given to her. Due to her bad luck, she ended up with a man who had no idea how to keep his house clean.

"What happened to both of them? You have two children? If she needs it in the future, she will take it." This was Saleem's response when she brought up the issue.

            In the midst of all this chaos, the sheer lust for sex and the lack of interest in anything but hair, she was left with nothing to do in the afternoon. Just as the driver brought the children back from school, they came in and started playing with them as usual, in the kind of chaos that every student would expect.