Aisha Siddiqa Part 3 Complete Hausa Novel

Aisha-Siddiqah’s Joyful Milestone
 
Aisha-Siddiqah was overjoyed today—she had just completed her final secondary school exam safely and successfully. Her parents’ investment in her expensive private education had clearly not gone to waste, and they were full of pride.
 
Meanwhile, preparations for Hajj were in full swing. Nenne was scheduled to go this year, and she would be traveling with her mother, Hajiya Oummana (fondly called Nani), from Gombe. Plans were in motion to bring Nani to Lagos so they could depart together under the Lagos State Pilgrims Board.
 
During a call with Hajiya Zainab, Nenne shared news of her Hajj plans, only to discover that Zainab too had secured a Hajj slot through her office. Overjoyed at reuniting in Saudi Arabia once more, Nenne jokingly teased, “Next time we’ll meet again in Ilorin to celebrate your daughter Petel’s naming ceremony.”
 
Petel’s Farewell
 
Petel (Aisha-Siddiqah’s nickname) had just completed school and was due to join her husband before the Hajj departure. Hajiya Zainab told Malam Yunus that Petel would be visiting to say goodbye. He quickly instructed Sunusi, a house help, to prepare her room.
 
When it came time to travel to Gombe, Nenne invited Siddiqah to join, telling her she could visit her family and also bid them farewell since she would soon be joining her husband. Though Nenne didn’t reveal the full reason behind the trip, Siddiqah was too excited to care—she was going home after so long.
 
Back to Gombe
 
With heartfelt gifts from Seun and Firdausi—including wrappers, perfumes, and quality fabrics for her parents and uncles—Siddiqah traveled with Nenne and Firdausi to Gombe. Before heading to the royal palace, they first stopped at her family’s home in Jeka da Fari.
 
Umma, always the gracious host, welcomed them warmly with delicious food and drinks. After praying, relaxing, and chatting, they continued their journey to the palace.
 
During the visit, Umma teased Firdausi affectionately, calling her “the princess of the twins and Nenne’s favorite.” Firdausi humbly smiled and replied, “Umma, Siddiqah has long taken that title.”
 
Mother and Daughter Reunited
 
Aisha, the beloved daughter, looked radiant and well-nourished from her time in Lagos. She smelled of fine oils and skin-care products, clinging to her mother’s side, soaking in her warmth. When Umma tried to ask her to give space, Nenne gently interrupted, saying:
 
“Let her stay close. Do you know how long she’s longed for your warmth? She’s done well—better than we expected.”
 
Hajiya Zainab laughed heartily, while Petel hid her face in her mother’s lap, overcome with emotion.
 
Father’s Delight
 
After Nenne and the others left for the Gombe palace, Malam Yunus returned home and found Siddiqah. He immediately rejoiced, teasing her about her glowing appearance:
 
“Is it amala and efo that gave you all this freshness, Indo? You used to be so skinny!”
 
He handed her a warm bowl of spicy balangu—meat with fragrant pepper and onions. She beamed and exclaimed, “Home is always home. I’ve missed this.”
 
That night was one of pure joy as the family caught up on Lagos gossip, and Siddiqah listened to stories about her suitor, Ishaq. Abba revealed that Ishaq had cried when he returned from NYSC to find out she was married. He later moved to Kano, joined his uncle’s textile business in Kantin Kwari, and was now thriving.
 
Though Aisha felt a twinge of sympathy for Ishaq, she stayed quiet, listening intently.
 
The Talks Begin
 
That night, Umma quietly began giving Siddiqah sabaya—a traditional breast and skin enhancer for brides—preparing her for married life. Though the marriage had come suddenly, Aisha had always intended to accept sabaya before settling into her marital home.
 
Umma broke the news gently: when they returned to Lagos, she would move in with her husband. With heartfelt advice and encouragement, they sought her consent rather than imposing a decision.
 
To their delight, Siddiqah accepted with a sincere heart. She resolved to obey her parents and was prepared to follow her husband wherever he was—even if he was a Yoruba man, from a background she had once resisted.
 
Saying Goodbye
 
Even though she had accepted her future, the thought of leaving her parents and everyone she loved made her emotional. She knew she’d miss Nenne, Dade, Firdausi, Fatima, and even the house staff like Seun and Femi, who had become part of her daily life.
 
But this was not her home. Her true home now was her husband’s. After three beautiful days in Gombe, they returned to Lagos with Nani Oummana.
 
Love and Generational Bonds
 
Back in Lagos, Nani Oummana settled in comfortably at her in-law’s home—Engr. Idris Akanni’s residence. The bond between grandmother and granddaughter was unmatched. She doted on Aisha constantly.
 
At night, when they attempted to move her into Nenne’s usual guest room, she refused and insisted, “No, I’ll sleep with Indo-Siddiqah.”
 
Grateful, Siddiqah gave her the bed and laid a mattress on the floor for herself. They stayed up late, laughing and sharing stories about Gombe, the royal family, and traditions.
 
Aisha spoke fondly of attending the Emir’s Eid durbar as a child. That reminded Oummana of her own history. She launched into stories about Sarki Ahmadu Jalloh Umar, her late husband, and his close bond with the Ilorin Emir, Sarki Abdulrasheed Akanni.
 
She also shared how she once opposed Hajiya Sappah’s marriage to Waziri Idris due to tribal differences—but life proved her wrong. Today, she admitted, no one in their extended family enjoyed marital love like Sappah did. “Yoruba men,” she confessed, “know how to care for and love their wives.”
 
She then began to recount the early childhood of Prince Abdulrasheed, her beloved grandson, and his princely love for horses.