SHIRYAYYAR ƘADDARA Complete Hausa Novel Document by SHIRYAYYAR ƘADDARA

While she was sleeping, she heard someone knocking on the window of their room. She slowly opened her eyes, which felt heavy.

There was another knock on the window, but her face fell slightly, as she thought she was dreaming and didn't really hear the knock.

Hearing the knock, she quickly looked to her side. He was sleeping soundly, his mind was at rest. He was a man who must have been at least 60 years old. The beautiful woman next to him was also between 46 and 80 years old.

Let's start with the beautiful first grader. If you just looked at her, you wouldn't think she was around this age.

She started to rub the pillow he was lying on, calling his name in a trembling voice.

"May your life be long! May your life be long!!" She had to call his name at least three times without him waking up, and the knocking still hadn't stopped.

She called his name louder in Hausa, saying, "For God's sake, get up, I hear there is no one in this room today." He didn't even look back, but the person who was knocking was now trying to open the window with all his might and forcing it open.

In a voice of weeping, she began to connect him with God, and he rose.

"Son of God, please get up, you are not well."

In his sleep, he heard her sobs, panic set in, and hearing that she was really crying made him quickly wake up, saying, "Are you okay? Why did you hit me?"

She pointed to the window and said in a low voice, "Someone is trying to come in through the window." His gaze led him to the sliding door in the room, which, if someone went in front of or opened, would be able to see into Sydney and the hotel lobby.