KURKUKUN KADDARA Complete Hausa Novel Document by KURKUKUN KADDARA

Overwhelmed with joy, Taj looked eastward, prostrated, and cried while thanking Allah.
“Go and clean yourself up first,” Uzair said.
They all burst into smiles, watching him with joy.
“I’m so happy for us. Aneelerh, this is a gift from Allah to us. I’m glad Benazir didn’t think of aborting the baby,” Taj said.
Aneelerh gave a slight smile. “I feel like I’m happier than the baby’s mother. Today is a historic day, the day Taj became a father.”
They smiled together again. At that moment, Taj rose from his prostration, tears streaming down his face. He couldn’t describe the overwhelming joy he felt.
He stood up and approached them, extending his hands to Aneelerh to take the baby. She patted his shoulder and signaled with her eyes. Only then did he realize the state of his body, covered in the baby’s blood from when he had carried her. He smiled faintly and quickly headed to his bedroom. Within minutes, he returned, dressed in a jallabiya, his body cleaned. He extended his hands again, and without hesitation, she handed him his daughter. He held her gently with both hands, gazing at her intently. She was wriggling, sucking on one of her tiny fingers in her mouth.
Nothing captivated him more about the baby than her eyes. No one in his family had eyes like hers, except perhaps in her mother’s family.
In a soft voice, he began speaking while looking at her: “You are a gift to me. I love you so much. May Allah raise you on the path of Islam. May Allah grant me the ability to care for you in the way of our Prophet Muhammad (SAW). May Allah protect you, and may you become the source of our joy.” He continued reciting prayers, and Uzair and the others responded with “Ameen, Ameen.”
WHO IS ZAHEER TAJUDDEEN?
Tajuddeen hails from a village called Buzaye, under the Danja Local Government Area in Katsina State. He was born and raised there, where his family resides. His parents’ marriage was one of companionship, with siblings and relatives around. His father’s name is Malam Zahiru, and his mother is Yahanasu. For a long time after their marriage, they couldn’t have children, which didn’t initially bother them but later became a source of distress. People in the village began gossiping about their childlessness, and even their family, especially Deeje, Malam Zahiru’s mother, constantly complained about Yahanasu’s inability to conceive. Deeje’s dream was to have grandchildren. The couple faced immense pressure and decided to visit a hospital to check their health and identify the issue. Since there was no major hospital in their area, they traveled to Katsina town.
They stayed at the house of Balaraba, Yahanasu’s sister, who was married and lived in the town. They received a warm welcome from her and her husband, who was a friend of Malam Zahiru and had introduced him to Balaraba. After a day at her house, they visited the hospital the next day. The doctor confirmed that they were both healthy and that the time for conception had not yet come. They were advised to keep praying, and if it was destined, they would have children. After three days in Katsina, they returned to Buzaye, somewhat relieved by the assurance that there was no medical issue.
After a long time, about twenty-five years into their marriage, Allah answered their prayers, and Yahanasu became pregnant. Overwhelmed with joy, they organized a small celebration with music and feasting.
When the time came, Yahanasu gave birth to a beautiful baby boy named Tajuddeen, after Malam Zahiru’s father. From childhood, they had high hopes for him. Everyone loved him, and after him, Allah did not bless them with more children as they grew older. As Taj grew, his uncle, his father’s younger brother, took an interest in him. Since his parents were not well-off, the uncle wanted to take responsibility for Taj’s education in Jos, where he worked. His parents were reluctant, as Taj was their only child and source of joy. They wanted him to stay close. Despite the uncle’s persistence, they refused, but he still helped by ensuring Taj was enrolled in both Western and Islamic schools before leaving.
Tajuddeen grew up as a calm, intelligent, and patient boy with prophetic qualities. He was sociable, loved worship, was clean, and had no troubles in life. He was devoted to his parents. By age ten, he was already trying to take on their responsibilities. He could do chores typically done by women, like sweeping, washing clothes, fetching water from the well, and even cooking. Most times, when not in school, he prepared meals for them, which made his parents love him even more and constantly pray for his blessings.
After Tajuddeen completed secondary school, his uncle from Jos visited again. Seeing how much Taj had grown into a fine young man, he insisted on taking him to the city to enroll him in university. His uncle had a son, Uzair, and wanted them to study together. Taj’s parents refused, and Taj himself preferred to stay with them. Despite the uncle’s efforts, they stood firm. Eventually, he went to their grandmother, Deeje.
When he visited her, he persuaded her about the opportunities Taj would have in the city. With some financial incentives, Deeje, who loved money, agreed. She had always favored the uncle over Malam Zahiru because he brought her gifts whenever he visited Buzaye. Reluctantly, Yahanasu and Malam Zahiru let Taj go, both sides in tears. The uncle promised to send Taj back during school breaks and arranged for a helper to care for them as Taj had done. He even renovated their house.
In Jos, Tajuddeen’s life changed significantly. He was well cared for by his uncle and his wife, Hajiya Adama. He bonded closely with his cousin Uzair, and they were inseparable. His uncle enrolled them in the same university course in journalism. During holidays, Taj and Uzair would return to Buzaye to visit family, staying until the break ended.
After some time, Tajuddeen and Uzair completed their degrees. Before graduating, each had a girlfriend they intended to marry. Taj met Benazir, the daughter of a wealthy politician. She was strikingly beautiful, a half-caste with an Egyptian mother and a Hausa father. Benazir was proud and only associated with people from wealthy families like hers. She was difficult to get along with, and many were wary of her. Her only close friend was Aneelerh, who, despite being from a wealthy family, was humble and religious. Benazir studied Business Administration, while Aneelerh studied Medicine in Germany, where her father built her a private hospital before she graduated. They met on a flight to Germany for their studies, seated together. Aneelerh, being friendly, struck up a conversation, and their friendship grew when they ended up at the same university.
After completing their degrees and returning to Nigeria, they went shopping at a mall, where they met Tajuddeen and Uzair, who were also shopping. A strong love quickly developed between them, leading to marriage. This was the start of Taj and Benazir’s relationship. Taj didn’t fully know Benazir’s character until after their engagement. When she moved into his home, she forbade the groom’s friends from visiting. Only her family attended the wedding, as she didn’t socialize much. Aneelerh, her trusted friend, married on the same day. For a week, Taj and Benazir enjoyed their honeymoon, and she fulfilled her wifely duties. However, she couldn’t cook or clean, not even the bed, due to her spoiled upbringing. When Taj complained about her cooking, she retorted that her hands weren’t made for cooking for a “commoner.” Frustrated, he restrained himself from reacting. She was negligent with prayers, sometimes combining Zuhr, Asr, and Maghrib at night, and performing Fajr at 10 a.m. When he advised her, she’d say, “We won’t be buried in the same grave. My mom told me to live as I please; paradise is my birthright.”
Taj, loving her deeply, endured her behavior patiently. He often ate at restaurants, but when it became too much, he confided in Uzair. Uzair, feeling sorry for him, suggested he stop eating out and come to his house for meals. Aneelerh began cooking for Taj as well. When she started working, they hired a maid to help with household chores. Hajiya Adama arranged for her worker, Esther, to find two maids. Esther brought her sisters, Ana and Janet, who were orphans in need of work. Ana worked at Uzair’s house, and Janet at Tajuddeen’s.
At Tajuddeen’s house, Janet was treated like a slave by Benazir, who would beat her over minor issues. Janet endured due to the good salary and Taj’s kindness.
Two weeks after their marriage, Taj never found peace with Benazir due to her bad character. Even her father cried over her behavior. She frequented nightclubs, causing frequent arguments. During her pregnancy, she tried various means to abort but failed, as Allah had destined the child’s arrival. She was untouchable, arrogant, and difficult. Even Aneelerh’s advice to change her ways led to Benazir cutting her off. As her pregnancy progressed, she was furious about it, feeling like destroying the baby. Taj struggled to stop her from taking abortion drugs, leading to intense fights. She vowed not to breastfeed the child and planned to leave after giving birth. True to her word, she abandoned the baby in a basin after delivery and fired Janet without Taj’s knowledge before leaving.