Alaƙar Zuci Part 1 Complete Hausa Novel

Anty Hindatu kept staring at me. Seeing how I remained completely silent until the doctor finished his explanation, she didn't say anything to him initially, before finally turning to him and asking, "So doctor, what do we do with her now? Should she continue taking medication, or should we just leave her as she is?"
"Mrs. Jama'are, what I need you to understand is that your sister isn't speaking," Doctor Hadi replied. "For us to help her, she absolutely has to talk. Only then can we know how to assist her. You must realize there are people just like her, and we strictly need to hear what is troubling her. Silence and a refusal to speak will not help us identify her problem."
She let out a soft sigh before asking him, "So there is absolutely nothing that can be done right now?"
"You will have to be the ones to make her speak first, before I can understand her issue," he explained. "Just looking at her condition, anyone can tell she desperately needs help. But if she refuses to talk, we will just have to let her be, since she clearly doesn't want to speak."
She stood up and said, "Alright then, Doctor. Thank you very much. If anything comes up, I will contact you again or bring her back."
"No problem, Mrs. Jama'are!"
"Thank you so much! Let's go, Lubnah!" When I remained motionless, she repeated, "Let's go, Lubnah!"
Startled, I looked up at her and stammered, "O-okay, okay!" I stood up and picked up my bag. The doctor fixed his gaze on me, stood up, and began walking toward me. Seeing him approach, I quickly shrank back behind Anty Hindatu, my entire body trembling. She looked at him too. The doctor raised his hand, and I immediately shut my eyes tight, crying out, "I'm sorry! I won't do it again! Please, for the love of God, don't hit me!"
He lowered his hand, smiled gently again, and told her, "Sit back down, both of you."
She sat down, and I followed suit, my eyes darting around in panic. "Mrs. Jama'are! Is she truly your biological sister?" he asked. She looked at him, wanting to speak but struggling to find the words, merely nodding her head. Finally, she managed to say, "Yes, she is my sister, Doctor Hadi."
"Is she married?"
"Yes, just as I told you, she is married."
As he was about to speak again, my phone suddenly rang. My hands shook violently as I struggled to open my bag. My lips trembled and my body felt like it was on fire as I answered it. A harsh voice bellowed through the phone, so loud it felt like it would shatter my eardrums, screaming, "Where the hell are you?! Who gave you permission to go out?!"
"I'm sorry! I'm sorry! Anty Hindatu asked me to accompany her to the hospital. I'm on my way back right now, please forgive me! Please forgive me!" I cried out, on the verge of tears, my entire body shaking.
"I am giving you exactly ten minutes to be in this house!"
"Thank you so much. May Allah calm your anger," I replied quickly, scrambling to my feet and grabbing my bag.
"Where do you think you're going?" Anty Hindatu asked.
"I have to go back home. Ya Hafiz is back," I said, trying to rush out of the office.
"What do you mean?"
I didn't stop to listen to her. I hurried outside while checking my wristwatch. Realizing the urgency, she quickly followed me out, questioning me, "Does this mean you didn't even tell him beforehand?"
I kept quiet and didn't answer her as we kept walking. She grabbed my hand firmly. "I am talking to you!"
"What do you want me to tell you? Ever since you told me to get ready to go out, I told him. He just hates seeing me outside the house, that's all." I offered a strained smile and kept walking until we reached where she had parked her car. She unlocked it, and I went around to sit in the passenger seat while she got in. My phone rang yet again, and I felt as though my heart was about to burst out of my chest. I answered it and pressed it to my ear.
"What kind of an idiot are you? Are you still at that hospital or where?!"
"I'm sorry, I'm on my way!" I said, glancing at Anty Hindatu, who hadn't started the car yet.
"Are you playing games with me, telling me you're on your way?"
Anty Hindatu snatched the phone from my hand and put it to her ear, just as he was unleashing a torrent of abuse: "An animal of a donkey who doesn't even know when her secrets are being protected! Why on earth would Hindatu take you anywhere? She's a bastard herself! Wallahi, you know what I'm capable of. I will deal with you and that old man who insisted you must stay married to me. You'll find out when you get back, you worthless, bloated fat cow!"
"Alhamdulillah that Almighty God has shown me your true colors," Anty Hindatu cut in fiercely. "Hafiz, so your disrespect has now extended even to our father? If someone had told me, I would never have believed it, but I have heard it with my own ears! Know this: Lubnah is never returning to you! Hafiz, what on earth are you doing to her to make her turn out like this?!"
She slammed the phone shut, tossed it back to me, started the engine, and we drove out of the hospital. Seeing that she was heading toward her own house, I told her, "Please, just drop me off so I can go home!"
She turned to look at me in absolute shock. "You want to go back to that house?"
I closed my eyes tightly, then opened them to look at her. She was completely bewildered by my reaction. "After all the terrible insults he just hurled at you?"
Her own phone rang, which forced her to stop talking and answer it. "Assalamualaikum!"
"Save your greetings! Wallahi, you take that man's wife back to him right now!" Baba's voice boomed from the other end. "Cut out this selfishness and ego of yours. This man has stayed with your sister despite her being barren, doing nothing but harboring jealousy and trying to ruin his life and his children, and now you want to take her away? Hindatu, if you want peace, return his wife to him immediately! Even if he wants to kill her, let him kill her! I was the one who gave Lubabatu to him anyway, so who do you think you are? Look at this shameless girl! You ignore everything he does for her, listen to people's gossip, and let it get to your head. Everyone has their own struggles in their marriage!"
Her heart sank completely. Even after Baba hung up the phone, she felt a profound sense of pain. Nonetheless, she turned the car around and drove toward my husband's house. As for me, I felt as though a dead person would be in a better state than me today. An overwhelming terror gripped me, and I couldn't even sit still out of pure fear of the horrific abuse awaiting me.
We found him standing right at the front gate. Without an ounce of shame or fear of God, the moment she parked, he walked over and yanked my door open, looking at her with a smug smile on his face.
"Lulu belongs to me. She is in my life, and I decide when she laughs or when she cries. I decide when she sees any of you—from you, to the old man, to the Father of Bauchi. They are all on my side. Before you can ever reach Lulu, you'll have to get past the Father of Bauchi and Baba Malam first, and then face me, the master of ceremonies himself. Now get out, you sheep! Her secrets were well kept despite her being barren, yet none of you showed any gratitude. Move it! There is a massive chore and a severe punishment waiting for you inside my bag!"
"You complete ignoramus! An animal dressed in human clothes!" Anty Hindatu barked back. "Know this: we are coming for you, even if you think you are protected by sorcery or powerful men!"