Abilkisu Part 1 Complete Hausa Novel

Okay, as you know me, I am Benaxir the wanderer, gathering stories and life lessons from our daily experiences. I brought you Afrah's story, Indo's, and Aliya's. While I was wondering whose story to pursue next, Aliya gave me a hint to come to Bilkisu, the owner of the golden bed. And so it happened, because I traveled specifically from Bauchi all the way to Gombe just to ask Bilkisu for her full story from the very beginning. But make no mistake, I went through a lot of trouble before she agreed to share it with me. I had to explain to her that my readers and I would extract life lessons from it, because everyone's life holds a lesson. Here I am with Bilkisu. She is about to start sharing her story with us; my friends, follow along closely.
Hmm, my name is Bilkisu Saad. My father was the village head of our town. I grew up in hardship and poverty. There were 36 of us children born to my father, across his four wives: Rahama, Siddiqa, Suwaiba, and my mother Aisha. My mother had eight of us. The senior wife, Rahama, had exactly 10 children, all females. Siddiqa had 9, and Suwaiba had 8. Our family house was large. Likewise, the problems and troubles inside it were immense. If you had a voice, you could stick up for yourself. As for evil plots and scheming, it was unbelievable. My mother was a patient and peaceful woman, which made her the one who suffered the most among all the wives in the house. Only two of us were girls; the remaining six were boys. My father was a serious farmer. Therefore, as soon as any male child grew up, he headed straight to the farm. He did not believe in Western education. As for the women, once you finished Islamic school and turned 15, he would marry you off. Marriages were kept strictly within the family; since I grew up, I never saw anyone marry an outsider in our house. Whether you liked it or not, you would be paired up with whichever of our uncles' children was available. Even his brothers numbered up to