MATAR OGA Complete Hausa Novel Document by MATAR OGA

As soon as Sassarfa came out of the toilet, she heard her phone ring.

Seeing his son, My assured her of his OGA.

She sat on the edge of the bed, picked up the phone, and called him back, smiling.

Saida almost fainted before she felt taken. He was silent, as if he was angry.

She sighed and said, "My...silence was the only answer, except for the sound of her breathing, which was coming from her and a faint hint of weakness, no matter where he was going to breathe it in."

Oh my God, I'm sorry, I'm in the toilet taking a shower. I came home from work a while ago and I was with you, I just wanted to throw some water on you and call you and see how you are.

"Good for you," he said, hanging up the phone.

The sound of her voice breaking made her hold her head and sigh, her heart filled with sadness at her husband's erratic behavior, as if her heart was like a cloud of smoke, as if she had no excuse.

She didn't answer the phone again, she stood up with dignity and reached the mirror, sat down and stared at her face.

A beautiful first-grade girl, she is 35 years old but if you didn't know better, you would think she is no more than 25 because of the way God has created her body, to begin with, there is no trace of a smile on her body, there is a large smile that stretches all the way to the back of her neck, her long nose has a small smile on it, God has blessed her with beauty, she smiled and chewed her pink lips and said.