NADAMA Complete Hausa Novel Document by NADAMA

went into their room without even saying goodbye.

A man was lying on a bed, probably no older than 45 to 50 years old, covered with a sheet, his hands behind his back, looking at the fan that was blowing on the ceiling of the room. You could see him thinking that he was far away. She adjusted the curtains and pulled the sheet that was binding him and laid him on the bed. She lifted the sheet and went in and put her hand on the joystick. She felt him lie down, so she looked at his face. She pushed him away and then she stuck her hand into his body because she was afraid. She pushed him forward. She looked at him angrily and looked at him as if he was waiting for her. "Oh, Rukayya, I'm in big trouble, don't worry, you put me in trouble, you're your own boss, you just called me home and didn't let me find you. I just came home to send you this mother's thing, besides some work." His words were filled with frustration. He said, "Is it because I love you that you're doing this, Ruka? Three million, Rukayya, I'm looking for three million now, maybe they'll come in a week. And, if I don't give them the money, you are a liar, and you are pushing me to borrow money, I don't give a damn about anything, so you can't come and take over this house that is more than I can afford, I bought you furniture including a TV, a wall, you can't buy a fridge, a mattress for our children's room and that big bed that I bought for you as a bride, where if I had worked with him I would have known at least some way to pay but without him or your daughter, you just see me from morning till night standing there like we are going to pay the debt" she said with a smile "how can you say I don't care about the debt that is owed to you? Are you someone who says you should spend the money, I saw you go to a vending machine and steal my money, you are paparazzi on Gandujiyya street, you are not happy with the way the people in this house treat me, we are the brothers and sisters of this house, today is pasta, tomorrow is a professor, I always throw the plastic bags that I bought in the courtyard where they see, look at the fridge TV, these money-grubbers, don't you see how they are coming to me, whatever, Mama Habib, aren't you happy? Nothing, we haven't been asked for anything, don't worry, the money will come, we will pay the debt in a week, there is time" he said, full of anger "who did you turn into a child Ruka? I will make you three million in seven days? Why did you take the money every second you were taking it, you told me to give you two hundred thousand ksara at least for everything I got from them" she said with a smile "I was a street vendor and I served her, I started to give her Abida a cough" someone looked at her and said "Abida or Fateema"? She nodded and said, "I know you're very good at asking Abida. I said, 'I'll start with the furniture collection. If you look under the bed, you'll see the things I've sold.'" He looked at her and said, "Abida hasn't been here for two years, and I said, 'I'm not going to tell you,'" she said. "You're not going to marry Fatima if someone good comes along." After a short pause, she said, "She's not popular yet, even if she doesn't have a car,"Abida, the Makota have already started booking for their children."