Ni Da Abokin Babana Hausa Novel Complete 

I And My Father’s Friend

One of my hairs was tangled and scattered across my face. I reached up, untangled it, and pushed it back. A gentle breeze slipped through my body, making me aware of my surroundings. I was shirtless. Quickly, I got out of bed, grabbed a shirt, and slipped it on.

At that moment, Mommy opened the door, saw me standing there, and quietly closed it without saying a word. I let out a sigh of relief, grateful she hadn’t scolded me. I went straight to the bathroom, performed my ablution, and prayed. Afterward, I sat waiting for dawn to fully break.

Once the morning light filled the room, I got up and left for the kitchen. There, I found Mommy and Mama Sauda working together to prepare breakfast. I stood in the doorway for a moment, observing them before stepping in to help. After we finished cooking, I returned to my room, showered, and spent extra time getting ready.

I meticulously applied makeup, as if preparing for a party, and then turned to my wardrobe. It was packed with clothes, enough for five people or more. My eyes landed on a stunning Côte d’Ivoire-style dress in coffee color, with peach and yellow accents. The outfit consisted of a pencil skirt and a fitted blouse that hugged my waist but flared slightly at the top. It was elegant yet casual.

I slipped on the outfit, tied a simple sash, grabbed a wide peach scarf, a small Vincci handbag, and coffee-colored shoes with a slight heel. After grabbing my phone, I made my way to the dining room.

Mommy and Daddy were already seated. They both stared at me with curious expressions as I joined them. Pulling up a chair next to Daddy, I explained, “I’m going to school to pick up my IT letter.”

Daddy nodded, continuing to eat while scooping peanut butter with a straw. I followed suit, pouring some Peak milk into a cup and enjoying my breakfast. Once done, I stood, picked up my bag, and draped my scarf.

“Mom, Dad, I’ll see you later,” I said cheerfully.

“May God protect you,” Mommy replied.

“Do you want the driver to take you since you’ll be back soon?” Daddy asked.

I shook my head with a smile. “No, Daddy. I’ll just take the bus.”

“Do you have enough money?”

“Yes, Daddy, I do.”

“Okay then, take care, baby,” he said warmly.

Feeling grateful for my parents and their care, I smiled, waved goodbye, and left. The bus took me straight to the gate of KadPoly, where I was studying for my Diploma in Science Laboratory Technology.

Since the school was on vacation, the campus was nearly empty, except for a few students still around. I walked to our IT coordinator’s office, collected my letter, and made my way to the women’s hostel to visit my Aunt Ramla.

I knew she wasn’t on vacation, but as I neared her room, we bumped into each other in the hallway.

“Aunt Ramla!” I exclaimed, pulling her into a hug.

We twirled around laughing before sitting on her bed. She scanned me from head to toe, nodding with amusement.

“Look at you, Daddy’s little princess!” she teased. “Fresh and glowing like someone who just stepped out of a washing machine!”

I laughed, placing a hand on her lap. “Ramla, you’re too much! You always know how to flatter me.”