Jiddatulkhair Book 1 Hausa Novel Complete
Abuturrab was lying on his bed in his room, holding his phone. His earphones were plugged in as he was on a video call with a young man who looked around the same age as him. The young man was sitting in a spacious parlor, eating an apple. Abuturrab shook his head and said, “Look, I don't want to say anything about that. If my mom is around, give her the phone so I can greet her.”
The young man, still chewing the apple, replied, “It's already late; she’s asleep.”
Abuturrab said, “It's late since you don’t want to go out. So when are you coming to Kaduna?”
El-Basheer responded, “We’ll be coming to Kano with His Majesty next week, in sha Allah. Probably I’ll come over after that, but only if you’ll be around.”
Abuturrab replied, “If it’s on Friday, I’ll be here in sha Allah.”
El-Basheer shrugged and said, “Oh, okay then.”
Abuturrab said, “Let me pick a call. Good night.”
El-Basheer adjusted his position, smiling, and teased, “Is it the lady you don’t want to talk about?”
Abuturrab ended the call, picked up his other ringing phone, and answered, “How are you, babe?”
Abuturrab was sitting in the parlor of his house in Abuja. He had just arrived about an hour ago. Due to bad weather, the flight he piloted from Lagos landed in Abuja instead of Kano. Grapes were on the table in front of him, which he was eating slowly while watching an action movie on TV.
The parlor door opened, and he immediately looked up. He wasn’t expecting anyone except Ahmad, who had been informed that he was in Abuja. She was of average height—not too slim, not too heavy. She walked into the parlor, closed the door, and took off her niqab, revealing her fair complexion. He kept looking at her. She appeared very organized from head to toe, and the scent of her perfume filled the room. He kept staring as she approached him, sat down beside him with concern on her face, and said, “Why aren’t you picking my calls, Captain?”
He adjusted his sitting position and said, “We just landed not too long ago. I left my phone charging in the room. How are you doing?”
In a soft voice, she replied, “I’m fine. How was your trip?”
He said, “Alhamdulillah. Where are you coming from?”
She widened her eyes and said, “Home. You told me you’d land in Abuja, so I decided to come out.”
He stroked his beard and said, “Ahmad is on his way. I don’t want him to find you here. You know how he thinks.”
She tilted her head and said, "Okay, but I told you I needed to talk to you. I’ve been chasing you for almost two weeks now, and you kept saying you’d be flying today, flying tomorrow..." She ended her sentence with a worried tone.
He glanced at the clock and said, “Alright, I’m listening now. I’m sorry I forgot about it.”
She was silent, and he kept looking at her. Then he smiled, took her hand, and said, “I’m listening, Aneesah.”
In a low voice, she said, “At home, they are pressuring me to bring a husband. I told you about it a few days ago, but you didn’t say anything. If you truly love me, what’s stopping you, please?”
He looked away from her, and after a few seconds, he said, “Let’s wait until you finish your studies, okay? There’s not much left.”
She shook her head and said, “No. My father brought it up again last week, and this time he’s very serious. Don’t you love me, Aliyu?”
Abuturrab widened his eyes and said, “Not at all, Aneesah. You know I love you. Don’t worry, we’ll talk about it. Now, get up and leave before Ahmad gets here.”
She nodded and stood up. He also got up, went to his room, brought some money, and handed it to her. Before he could say anything, she said, “No, I came with my car. Don’t worry.”
He didn’t argue and escorted her to the balcony. Then he took her bag, put the money inside, and said, “I know you came with your car. You can use this to buy that chocolate I promised you last week. It’s not much, though.”
She gave him a beautiful smile and softly said, “Thank you, my Captain.”
He winked at her and said, “Come on, babe. By the way, why the niqab today?”
She replied, “I just felt like it.”
He shrugged and said, “Alright, we’ll talk later.”
She nodded and headed to the gate. He went back to the parlor, her neatness always melting his heart and making him fall for her even more deeply.
In another scene, an elderly woman was sitting in her room with two young girls. When the door opened, they all looked up.
The elderly woman smiled and said, “Ah, Abuturrab, welcome!”
He entered, smiling as well. He sat down and greeted her respectfully.
She asked, “You came back for the weekend?”
He replied, “Yes, we landed not long ago. How is Umma’s health?"
