Mr Romantic Book 1 Hausa Novel Complete
Using your writing to teach others about life is a beautiful way to inspire and create change. I’m here to guide you through that journey. Remember, this story isn’t one-dimensional. It’s not just about "happiness," "sadness," "romance," or "bravery." This is a multi-layered narrative that explores depth and emotion. So, are we heading to America or staying home in Nigeria? Let’s go back to Nigeria and dive into this story.
Jenny, a London housewife who isn’t a Muslim, surprisingly arranged the marriage of Maleek—a man who never imagined marrying anyone except the one woman he truly loved. But who is she? And what role does Jenny play in this complex tale? Love, after all, teaches us one of its most profound lessons: unconditional love. Jenny embodies this, as she demonstrates her unwavering devotion to Maleek. But Maleek, Doctor Maleek Jibo, holds a story of his own. Fans, don’t fret—we’re about to flip to the next chapter of this saga.
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Jenny’s eyes met Maleek’s, and Wanda Ganin couldn’t help but reach out, pressing herself against him. “Maleek, please marry me,” she pleaded, tears streaming down her face. “I’m ready to follow your religion, leave everything behind, and be with you forever.” Her voice cracked as she tried to kiss him, but Maleek pushed her away.
“Stop! Stop it, Jenny!” Maleek exclaimed, stepping back. “I need a break from all this. It’s too much.”
Through her tears, Jenny cried, “I’m not giving up on you, Maleek. I want to hear your perspective and work through this together. I care about us, and I want to make things better.” Her voice softened, “I value our relationship and want to move forward.”
As tears fell freely down her cheeks, Jenny cupped Maleek’s face, her red, swollen eyes locking onto his. She took a shaky breath. “You know, Europeans love differently. When they fall for someone, they give their all—they become consumed by that love.”
She paused, staring deeply into his eyes. “I’m willing to fix whatever is wrong between us. Maleek, let’s get married. What’s holding you back? Is it me? Is it because you don’t find me enough?”
“Enough, Jenny!” Maleek shouted, standing abruptly. His face darkened with frustration as he looked at her. “You want a relationship with me? Me?” His tone was dripping with disdain as he glared at her.
Jenny’s face crumpled as she pleaded, “I’m sorry, Maleek. I’ll change. I’ll do anything for you.”
“No. Just leave me alone,” Maleek replied coldly, brushing her off as she reached for him. Two women, Katrina and Nadine, hovered nearby, adding to the chaos. Jenny broke down, her voice trembling as she said, “I love you, Maleek. I want to be with you, no matter what.”
She left in tears, unsure of what more she could do. Her mind raced with one question: What had she done wrong?
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Even as Maleek walked away, Jenny’s words echoed in his mind. Her sincerity and persistence showed how much she valued their bond, refusing to give up even when the odds were against her. Maleek, however, remained conflicted, biting his lip and shaking his head as the turmoil within him grew. Yet her tears lingered, haunting him as he tried to push her away. Would he find the clarity to confront his feelings, or would Jenny’s devotion remain unanswered?
