YAYANA MIJINA Complete Hausa Novel Document by YAYANA MIJINA

Twenty years ago, in our family, if you want to marry someone, this has been a tradition since our ancestors, so we woke up and saw it being done, when Lubabu and Zainab, our father and mother were married, our mother was married to our father, they were a year old but there was no sign of childbirth, they were sick and she was sold to them that she would never have children. This really upset her, our father had to get married, who was not related, but the blood of our father's bride did not meet my umma. She did not hate her and for no reason. And this is giving Baba a hard time but the community shows no signs of stopping. Umma is alone with her parents, and the father is the son of our father's brother, that's how they live. May God bless her pregnancy, we were not a little happy, she continued to take care of her pregnancy until it was born. The day she gave birth, she gave birth to a daughter, that day they said they were called LUBABATU, of course the community stopped that day, that caused the fever and the haji to feel better. He took him to the hospital, where they were being treated for his pregnancy, they didn't surprise him since he was not as happy as he wanted.

Umma, the day I was born, the day I was named Zainab was a very happy day, so my father took care of me and was happy and grateful to God. Until we grew up and went to school, but Lubabatu's mother's behavior was like that, always showing sadness and anger, we lived like that until God allowed us to get married, and we gathered a family and decided to marry your father, Aminu, Lubabatu and Yakubutu, both of my father's brothers, but why did Lubabatu insist on Aminu's love, where the siblings said that no one could change their minds, from the day we started to hate each other so much that we got married.

In the eyes of God, I have not had a child for five years, and even in the body of a pilgrim, during the time of Lubabatu, she gave birth to her son, my husband, *ashrim*. They were saying to me, "I have to make a bed, even in my body, since my husband doesn't care, I am worried about my own health." Life went on like this.

I hadn't given birth for 7 years, and I was so worried that we went to the hospital. We went to the doctor and got measured and were told that I was two months pregnant. It was amazing, I had never experienced anything like this before. We went back to our home happily. When Lubabatu gave birth to her two younger siblings, she stopped giving birth for some reason. When Ashrin was a little girl, his father sent him out to study. God blessed our family.

The day I was to give birth, I was in the hospital, and I was very sad after I gave birth to you. That day, they called you my mother's name, which is Aisha, that's why we call you Sarah. You were raised in such a caring manner that you managed to drop out of school. God willing, you graduated. One day, the decision was made to marry you to Ashrim. I couldn't help but be patient. Now, Ashrim can't figure out where he is or what he is like. I don't know. But I apologize to you for taking care of us and following our parents' instructions. I sighed and said, "Insha Allah."