Halin Rayuwa Book 4 Hausa Novel Complete

I apologized, and he did the work he came to do so that the madness I promised him would not happen to me.

I hurried and said to him, ‘No, just leave me alone.’

'Leave you alone? Will madness come upon you?' I stayed silent and didn’t answer.

'You prefer to go mad, right?' I remained silent again.

‘Well, since that’s what you’ve chosen, whatever has happened to you won’t come back to us. We won’t take you back since you’re among those who are stubborn.’

As a result of this stubbornness, regret followed. But I’m also telling you that madness will come upon you before you leave this wilderness.' When he said this, I heard a loud voice that startled me, and because I was so scared, I couldn’t figure out where the voice came from.

'Get up, give us space,' the voice said loudly.

I heard it and immediately rushed outside, running without stopping to look for my slippers or thinking about where I was headed. I only ran through the wilderness, without looking back or knowing where I was going.

All my hope was in my prayer, wishing to reach my father’s front before madness took me. I kept running, reminding myself to keep calm, as madness hadn’t yet overtaken me. I could still see and remember everything clearly, so I hurried and continued reciting the prayer my grandmother had taught me: ‘Hasbunallahu wa ni’mal wakeel.’

In the midst of this, I saw a man ahead of me. Fear intensified in me, and I thought, could it be that Mallam had sent him to bring me back to him?

I almost turned back because of the immense fear, but then I realized he might just be able to catch me if I turned, so I braced myself and kept walking until I got close enough to pass by. I saw that he was a farmer in his field, but I couldn’t ask him for directions, not wanting him to recognize me as a stranger in the wilderness.

I walked for a long time, losing track of myself, but my heart didn’t tire. I didn’t stop to rest; I kept walking along the path, eager to see the village and know where I had ended up so that I could avoid turning back.

Then I saw another man from a distance. I hurried towards him, stopped briefly to greet him, and asked him for directions to the town.

He asked, ‘How did you end up in this wilderness?’

I couldn’t answer him, so he grew tired and said, ‘You’re close to the town, but there’s a small river between you and it. If you can swim, you can cross it. But if you’re not good at swimming, follow the path alongside the river. The river can get quite deep, and if there’s a flood, it could cause a lot of damage.’

I thanked him. As I began to follow his directions, I heard him raise his voice, ‘Keep walking until you see the bridge. Once you cross it, you’ll see the village. You’ll be able to catch a vehicle into the town.’

I said, ‘Thank you again.’

I followed the path he showed me, walking until I reached the bridge. The bridge was narrow, built by the locals to help them cross to their farms. I had no choice but to continue walking.

I finally reached the village as darkness had already fallen, covering everything. There was no light, no electricity, and no moonlight since the month was nearing its end.

I passed through the village and walked until I found a man with a machine who kindly offered to drop me off at the main road because he saw how exhausted I was.

At the door of the house, I found my father sitting with a lantern, and I could tell from his face that he had been searching for me, weary from the search.

When I arrived in front of him, I collapsed on the ground, crying, and said, ‘Forgive me, Father.’

Without wasting any time, I quickly explained everything to him, as I had already come to my senses. I hurried to tell him what had happened, so he would know about the madness that had almost overtaken me.

‘Help me, Father, and keep me in one place. Don’t let me wander around like I’ve seen other mad people do.’

'Yahcuwuna.' He called my name with a tone of worry, ‘Stop saying such things. How can you wish such a terrible fate upon yourself?’

I quickly replied.