Asanadin Makwabtaka Book 3 Hausa Novel Complete
Fatuu quickly stood up, tears streaming down her face, and covered herself with her arms. She picked up her bag and headed inside, motioning for Haulat to follow. On her way, she grabbed her trolley bag from where their belongings were and dragged it to her room. Haulat followed with her things, and Gwaggo told them to settle in before she could pray.
After entering the room, Gwaggo sat down on a chair, deep in thought. She couldn’t understand why Fatuu had returned home just days before her wedding. It didn’t make sense—there had to be a serious reason. She stood up, put on her hijab, and prayed. As she prayed, her phone rang, interrupting her briefly. She glanced at it and saw it was Amadu calling.
She answered after a ring and greeted him. He asked where she was, and she responded calmly. Amadu mentioned that he had wanted to call earlier but had hesitated. Now that he knew Fatuu had arrived, he decided to check in. Their conversation was brief, and after she hung up, Gwaggo continued her prayer. Meanwhile, Fatuu and Haulat also prayed.
Once they finished, they sat quietly in the sunlight. Gwaggo, lost in thought, eventually called Fatuu over. Fatuu, with a soft and hesitant voice, responded and walked to her aunt’s room. Gwaggo then called Haulat as well, and the three of them sat on the floor. Gwaggo’s piercing eyes rested on both girls before she began speaking.
“What happened? Why are you back?” she asked.
The room fell silent as the two girls exchanged nervous glances. Finally, Fatuu lowered her gaze and, in a trembling voice, replied, “I... I don’t want to get married.”
Her aunt’s face darkened with a mix of shock and disbelief. “You don’t want to get married? Do you realize there are only a few days left until your wedding?”
Fatuu raised her head slightly, her face filled with fear and uncertainty. “Four days,” she whispered.
“Four days?” Gwaggo repeated, her voice firm. “You mean to tell me, after all the arrangements, you’ve decided you don’t want to go through with it? What do you expect me to do now?”
Tears welled up in Fatuu’s eyes as she pleaded, “Please, Aunt, don’t let this wedding happen.”
Gwaggo shook her head with a sad smile that quickly turned into a frown. “What am I supposed to do? You agreed to this marriage. You even said it would help your father get out of his current difficulties. And now, just days before the wedding, you say you don’t want to go through with it? Are you thinking clearly?”
Fatuu broke into uncontrollable sobs, and Gwaggo turned to Haulat. “Did you encourage her to run away and come here?”
Haulat, startled, quickly stammered, “No, Aunt. She woke me up at midnight last night and told me she wanted to come home. I tried to reason with her and told her to be patient, but she insisted. She explained why she didn’t want to marry him, and eventually, I agreed to come with her.”
Gwaggo sighed heavily. “There’s nothing I can do now. You should pack up and go back. The wedding must proceed as planned.”
Fatuu shook her head, crying even harder. “Please, Aunt, I can’t marry him. If I do, I’ll die. He’s a drunkard and a womanizer. I can’t live with him!”
She then revealed everything the man had done to her, including his attempts to harm her and how he had drugged her once. Gwaggo listened in shock, her face hardening with anger.
“Did you tell your parents about this?” she asked.
“Yes,” Fatuu replied tearfully. “I told Yadikko, but she said it was too late and that I should accept it since the dowry had already been paid.”
“That’s nonsense!” Gwaggo snapped. “Paying a dowry doesn’t mean he has the right to treat you like this. It’s your life and dignity we’re talking about.”
Fatuu continued to cry as Gwaggo paced the room, muttering under her breath. “I’ve always had doubts about this man,” she said finally. “But your father insisted because of his financial struggles. It’s not fair to you. However, you must understand that marriage is often seen as a way to secure a girl’s future, especially when education isn’t guaranteed.”
She paused, then added, “But no one should be forced into a marriage that destroys their happiness. Let me think about how to handle this.”
Fatuu and Haulat sat quietly, hope flickering in their eyes as Gwaggo resolved to take action.
