Rayuwar Rayhana Book 2 Hausa Novel Complete
It was as if she was hearing the call to prayer from afar, so she quickly reached out and wiped her device, knowing that she was not sleeping with it, and before the injections that Philips gave her, she made sure to remove them.
They were indeed not with her, and that did not stop her from hearing the call to prayer for Asubar. She quickly turned around to see where the sound was coming from. It was Dr. Mansur's radio on her bedside table, broadcasting the call to prayer. From the Qubah Mosque.
She also felt a gust of wind passing through her ears and into her brain. She did not even hear it coming back! Rasss!! And the tour!!!.
She then tried to get up from her bed, and Daddy quickly straightened the bed due to the devices covering her head.
"Rayhanahtu, did it work???" Dr. Mansur said, his voice shaking slightly, his body shaking slightly.
She slowly looked up at him and tears of joy filled her eyes. She just stared at Daddy and couldn't say anything. Even the father who gave birth to her would love her the most. And what could she do for Daddy in this world? No, she didn't have him except to pray for him after every obligatory prayer like she did for her parents and mother.
Dr. Mansur was tired of Rahane's unblinking gaze, tears welled up in her eyes, he came to her bedside and asked “Rayhanatu........Rahane.......Rayhanah.......can you hear me???”
In the tears of joy that he took from her, she said, "I can hear you Daddy, very well, without the hearing aid!".
Then he turned his back and prostrated himself to Allah. Just then, Dr. Philips and Dr. Imam came in. They aimed with determination and turned on the devices because the computer screen attached to the ceiling showed that everything about Rayhanah had returned to normal.
Seven more days passed after all the treatments, and medication, until everything became normal and then they came. They landed early on a blessed Monday morning at Malam Aminu Kano Airport.
Daddy was not surprised to see that Mami did not come to meet him, he knew she did not know, and even if she did know she would not come. They did not even greet him properly, that was what prevented him from calling her on the phone until they went and returned.
Dr. Imam's wife came to pick them up, they dropped Daddy and his family at his house in Lamido Crescent and then they went to their own house in Badawa lowcost.
Malam Dahiru, the caretaker, followed them with their belongings. Daddy used his key to open the reception door and they went up the stairs to the top.
Jawahir and Abida were sleeping. Zizah told them while shouting happily, “Wake up Yaya Jawahir, Yaya Abida wake up, Rayhanah I heard (with out aid), it is successful...... wake up and see....”
Jawahir stood up in shock and ran to hug Rayhanah, and then there was a ball of joy. Abida herself was shocked, unable to go back to sleep and lost in the situation she was in, she was congratulating Rayhanah's lovers or was she sad, she did not know. All she knew was that her body was cold, she could not feel anything.
Rayha took a bath, performed ablution and gave the morning prayer, she prayed to thank the Most Merciful, asking for God's mercy on her parents and Baba Dacta not to die. All the conversations that Azizah was telling them were about the village of Braemar that they did not know.
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When Daddy entered his bedroom, to his surprise, Mami covered her face as if nothing had happened.
"Welcome to Scotland, despite the journey and return, there was no phone call..... I hope that what you went to find was successful".
She said as she loosened the tie around his neck. He did not say anything, just looked at her. Then she fell on his body, crying softly, forgiving him, saying, she sat down and thought and saw that what she had done was not right, it was jealousy and the evil of the devil, who does not want peace.
Between a woman and her husband, except for Allah. Let alone Asma'u and Mansur, who built their lives on love, affection and mutual understanding.
He said, "What can you say to me, Mamina, since you consider me a useless old man, this gray hair that has started to grow on my head is all for nothing. I never thought, Asma'u, I never thought that you could accuse me of anything, let alone Rayhanah! I will take anything, but not to have my dignity, beard and gray hair touched.
I can part with anything for that, Asma'u.......... Rayhanah is my daughter, keep this in mind, I feel something different about her in my body and in my heart, like a blood love for her. Allah knows best. But you surprised me, Mami, really surprised, what made me so angry? Asma'u, where are you, I'm thinking of you? I appreciate what we did for each other…
