KUFAN WUTA Complete Hausa Novel Document by KUFAN WUTA

It is a very long line, like any middle-class neighborhood. To the left and right of the row of houses are rows of middle-class people, who are not completely bad, nor are they damaged or unsightly, although some houses are better than others, as each person has their own standard of living according to the way God Almighty has designed them.

         Most of the houses are made of corrugated iron, and few of them are builders. In front of the houses there is a square that runs through each door, and the door is covered with a clapboard, although you can see one or two places where the clapboard is not there. The clapboard indicates that it was removed or broken, or that it was knocked down with force and force, and the child-like creaking, which by all accounts is also a mixture of clay and slag from the residents of the street where it was built.

          From the middle of the line, which you can cross to enter a different line, there are a lot of children standing around, shouting, and if you come from a distance, you can see how the smoke is rising there, a sign that there is a lot of fighting going on there.

         If you look closely at the middle of the room, there are two children, both of whom are no more than ten years old, a young black girl with a long hair trying to avoid her fighting partner, who at first glance you wouldn't think would be able to fight like that with her fighting partner, being that she is not that tall, she is not even tall, you can see her long hair, how smooth it is, how it has brushed the ground and the sand around it, as a result of removing her headscarf, not to mention her hijab, which has been a privilege since the fight began.

        "Iman.....Iman.....for this teacher" a girl came towards the back, slammed on the brakes, panting, apparently she had picked up speed from somewhere else and was driving here.

        Sarai felt the faith, and she became more determined and determined to see that she had mercy before the teacher arrived. She was sure that if she didn't finish before he arrived, the fight would be over, and that would inevitably lead to her being wronged by the teacher, even if she was telling the truth.