Rayuwar Rayhana Part 4 End book Complete Hausa Novel Complete Hausa Novel Document by Rayuwar Rayhana Part 4 End book Complete Hausa Novel

Despite the lack of sleep she had had all night, it didn't stop her from taking a bath at seven in the morning, praying, getting dressed, and going to the dressing room, she found herself lacking the right clothes. Then she remembered what Inna had said yesterday about dressing up with a scarf.

    Her eyes were all red and heavy with sleep, because he was not in debt to her and she was safe.

    She will have a test that day, but even if Alifun doesn't study, God help her, it will be a practical test.

    They finished at ten in the morning and she headed home. From the informatics institute to their house, it was not far that she walked every day. She wore an exclusive blue and navy striped dress, and she covered her body with a large navy blue veil, which made her look like a perfect Nigerian.

    The sight of their car confirmed to her that they had entered the house. She slowed down, feeling heavy, how would she look at Daddy today, the Ibrahim he had given birth to, carrying out these harsh and violent acts against her? That is, kissing everywhere with her? This was a great shock for her.

    Not only Daddy, she didn't feel like she could make eye contact with Ibraheem himself. So she walked slowly, her legs unsteady. When she reached the front door of the house, she couldn't ring the bell and sat on a built-in flower vase at the entrance to her living room, chewing the edge of her scarf with her white teeth.

    About twenty minutes into her stay, the door opened. Mom came out with a large bag of her belongings to put in the car.

    Rayhanah's father had a terrible fall, is Ibrahim really going to make it to Singapore? After one year and a half of dedication, struggle and endeavor?

    My mother noticed her sitting down and prayed and greeted her.

    "Now that you've come back and lived here for a long time? Rahane, when will you leave your village? Even I, an old woman, will not do to my husband what you did to Ibrahim. So, Ibrahim, come out and take her to the house... since I can't go in."

    Hearing this, she jumped up and headed for the living room, her eyes never falling anywhere but on the bleary-eyed Ibraheem, who was sunk into the cushion, his feet propped up on the high glass table in the middle of the living room. He was wearing blue Tommy Hilfiger sneakers with gray stripes and gray socks on his feet.

     He stared at her for two minutes, then turned his attention back to the newspaper in his hand. She then went behind the curtain, pretending to be waiting for Baba Dacta, but he didn't even listen closely.

    He laughed at everyone's appearance today, in great amusement, with a certain calmness, he said,

    "I'm sorry, I'm going to Chicago today, I'm going to TAKAI!"

    She didn't know when she came out from behind the curtain and her eyes widened. He shook his head and laughed.

    "I, Ibraheem, please stop this nonsense you have done to me and my daughter. Since you came, I have not seen her teeth, but I am afraid of the whites of her eyes. Come here, Rayhanah, hurry up and don't make me angry with Ibraheem's arrival..."

    She crept and sat down next to the chair he was sitting on. He said,

    "When will you finish the test and when will you start the exams?"

    She said slowly,

    "We finished the test.....we will start exams on 1st April."

    He said, "Masha Allah, we will go home. Mom will take care of the onions and see the family and then return to your house (Farm Center) before you return."

    You will go to Chicago, Ibrahim will finish his preparations and return home in one piece.

     Before we know how your studies will go, will you accompany him?

    Her eyes welled with tears, without hesitation or hesitation, she said directly,

    “No”.

    Even Inna herself was not happy with Rayhanah's answer, let alone Ibraheem. Dr. smiled,

     “Why?” (Why).

    She didn't look at Ibraheem, who she was sure was watching her, listening for the