Auren Yarjejeniya Book 1 Hausa Novel Complete
With an intense glare full of life and confidence, she flung her words at him, saying, "Mister, is there a problem? Why are you standing in my way, just staring??" Then she continued, “First of all, who is this person that this lackey keeps glorifying like this? I want to see him and know if he has the power of heaven or hell to even dare put me in either! I paid my way in here, just like you paid yours, didn’t you? So why should I get up because of someone else? No one has the right to impose rules on me here!”
She concluded her statement boldly, with an air of defiance. Kamal couldn’t help but smile; he was impressed by her confidence and how she had put TJ in his place without fear. Abdallah, on the other hand, looked at her with no hint of mercy on his handsome face, his cold gaze fixed on Ummu.
"Hey! Stop right there. Don’t come here and start spouting nonsense at us! The big man is right in front of you. He has the power to destroy you and your family without a single thing happening to him. You come here saying whatever you like to people—do you think you even have the class that would make him notice you?" Junuid said sharply.
Kamal interjected, “Please, that’s enough. I didn’t say she was wrong. She only spoke the truth. Let her be. Let’s just go sit over there—there’s no reason for us to keep standing here.”
Junuid and TJ shot Kamal a scornful look, while Ummu’s heart pounded rapidly. She suspected that this handsome man was the so-called big man. She was surprised by his calm and composed demeanor—he hadn’t said a word all this while, simply standing there, pressing his phone.
Deep inside, she admired Kamal for his honesty. Lost in her thoughts, she picked up her handbag and phone and stood up, intending to leave. However, to get past the big man, she had no choice but to walk directly by him since he was blocking her path.
Kamal, meanwhile, was surprised at Abdallah because he knew him to stay away from women’s affairs. Yet, his instincts told him that perhaps Abdallah was going to insult the girl—a girl Kamal saw as having dignity and self-respect, especially since she hadn’t been fazed by the big man’s presence.
"Excuse me, I need to pass," Ummu said softly, snapping Kamal out of his thoughts. Abdallah took about ten seconds before lifting his head, his piercing eyes staring straight at her. Immediately, she felt her chest tighten, but she forced herself to look away, putting on a stern expression.
Abdallah moved closer to her, so close she could feel his breath. "Subhanallah!" she exclaimed, stepping back.
"Foolish girl!" he barked, his tone sharp but laced with a smooth undertone. "Do you think you can talk to me like that and leave unharmed? Never—if that’s what you’re thinking, you’re dead wrong!" He shook his head and pointed a finger at her. “Look at you—disgusting and reeking with filth. Right now, I’ll show you that I have real power. I may not have heaven or hell, but you’ll know I have authority over anyone who dares to step into my territory!”
He clicked his tongue in disgust, pulling out a handkerchief to cover his nose. Junuid and TJ burst into mocking laughter, pointing at Ummu, while the bodyguards joined in. Other people standing at a distance watched but couldn’t make out what was being said.
Ummu found herself overwhelmed with anger and humiliation. The big man’s words had hurt her deeply. Without saying a word, her face devoid of any emotion, she made another attempt to leave. Big man, with a sneer on his face, stepped in her way once again.
"Let the girl leave, big man!" Kamal said. “I don’t see any wrong in what she’s done, yet you’re treating her like this.”
"How many times must I tell you to stay out of matters that don’t concern you, Kamal?" big man retorted angrily.
Ummu tried once more to leave, but big man grabbed her wrist and pulled her back. Furious, she turned and slapped him hard across the face, breathing heavily. “If you’re used to grabbing foolish girls, I’m not one of them! I hate you!”
The place went silent, from the bodyguards to Junuid, all shocked by what she had just done. Even Kamal regretted it, knowing big man would not let it slide. The big man, however, merely rubbed his cheek and raised an eyebrow, his lips curling into a wicked smile that only amplified his striking handsomeness. Kamal saw that smile and knew trouble was brewing—it was the kind of smile big man gave when he was about to do something dangerous.
Still holding her hand in a firm grip, big man tightened his hold, his face darkening with rags
