Tubali Book 3 Hausa Novel Complete
He slowly entered after parking.
He only drank hot coffee and did not feel any relief until he filled his stomach with water and felt the coldness subside.
And his hunger was gone.
Then at a quarter past three he left the place and entered the hospital and performed the afternoon prayer.
Then they returned to their next work which would last until five o'clock.
Ethiopia Addis Ababa.
Riyyam-nsra was sitting in front of Mammy holding the phone to his ear in great excitement and said.
??lhamdulliah Mamy, tell us to start planning to go to Nigeria soon??.
From there, Mamy said with a part of excitement.
?? very much, Riyyam-nsra, because God willing, on Friday the wedding clothes and dowry will be delivered to you and you will have to wait until the day before the fast??.
“Hey Mamy, tell me, Ramadan is like death, it's dinner time, you'll be there.”
“God willing.”
Mamy then handed his phone to his Mammy and they continued chatting.
Russia Moscow.
She slowly opened the door and went out into the living room, because of a kind of thirst for water that she felt.
She walked slowly and slowly, even though it was difficult for him to be in the house.
She slowly let out a sigh and went straight to the kitchen, took a glass of cold water, with a lid on, and put it in her mouth because she was so thirsty,
Saida drank half of the glass, and slowly put it on the fridge,
her eyes went to the kitchen window, watching the sky that showed signs of a possible cold snap, including a few more showers.
The window approached her body and pressed her palm against the glass.
Her eyes slowly closed as she remembered his words.
“Chocolate is a thousand times better than a woman for me.”
She lost their purpose.
Who should I ask to give me more information about it.
She quickly turned and headed towards the living room because of the answer her heart gave her,
“Aunty Fauziyya D Sulaiman was sure to explain the details to her.”
Where she had left her phone this morning, she was still there.
Her hand reached out.
She was waiting for Aunty Fa'iziyya to call her.
She happily answered the call and said.
“Assalamu alaikum my Aunty, you are welcome to come, I will call you right now.”
With care and kindness, Aunty Fauziyya smiled like a laugh and said.
"You've been missing me for two days, we haven't had any medicine, go home, your husband, Russia is cold," she said happily.
“Yes, my Aunty, I'm alone, everything is fine.”
“Oh, my dear, your body hasn't woken up yet, have you started taking your medicine?”
“Oh, my dear, your body hasn't woken up yet, have you started taking your medicine?”
“Oh, my dear, it's easy, my Aunty, I've missed my work, yes, I'll start.”
“Oh, my dear, I've missed you so much, especially Salman and Aysha, now Asiya works with Salman every day, so they tell her to go and he says you're out of work.”
She smiled brightly and said.
“I'll be back very soon.”
“Your husband agrees to it.”
She said quickly.
“It's my pleasure to be with you.”
Then she quickly said.
“Come on, Aunty, I have a question.”
Saying that prevented Aunty Fauziyya from getting the chance to interrupt her and ask her about her feelings.
With a calm and mature demeanor, she said.
“Yes, I hear you, Jannart.”
She took a deep breath and adjusted her posture,
Turning her head and looking to her left and right as if she was afraid that someone was next to her.
“Hmm, I hear you, Jannart! What's the question?”
She said slowly.
“Hmmmm, right, right, right, right...”
Then she remained silent, studying how to pronounce the word.
“What do you mean?”
Aunty Fauziyya also asked her.
With a frown, she said.
“Annart, don't worry, tell me what you want to know, God willing, I will tell you what I know.”
She took a deep breath and lowered her voice and said.
“Hmm, my Aunty, you're eating chocolate too.”
Aunty Fauziyya was silent, considering her words, which she remembered when they met Jannart. She told her husband that he didn't care about food and that chocolate always gave him confidence.
So what did she want to know? That's what she remembered, so she said slowly.
“I'm eating.”
She said happily.
“Oh, my Aunty, what's the matter with women? Where is the secret?”
She came to Aunty Fauziyya and said in her mind openly, and she shook her head and said.
“My special food, especially for my husband, don't you eat chocolate?”
She said quickly.
"Since I was a child, my father never let me have a single inch of chocolate." But my Aunty said chocolate is better than a woman. Aunty Fauziyya quickly covered her mouth with her hand, as the laughter that was about to burst out of her mouth,
