Auren Kwaila Part 1 Complete Hausa Novel

Umma! Umma! Umma!!! She rushed into the house running frantically, shouting the name of her mother, who was away at the bean-processing spot washing beans to make the evening alale and porridge she sells. "My Umma!!" she called her mother's name a second time, prompting Umma Ramatu to look up and say, "Yes, Fatiti, Fati Zareriya, what happened? Who touched you?"
"Umma, Ikilima is trying to play me for a fool! I sold thirty naira worth of sugarcane to her boy, and now she has brought it back saying she won't buy it because it's too expensive and that I should refund her money. But I never take back money once accepted, so she must bear it—I swear I won't take it back!"
"Well, you're not capable of that! Even if it were stolen, I wouldn't buy this sugarcane of yours for thirty naira! Despite all your impudence, you will give me my money, ehee!" Ikilima cut Fati short before Umma could say anything to her.
"I swear by God, you won't either! Even your husband is not enough for me..." The porridge buyers opened their mouths in shock at the insolent words of this young girl toward a soldier's wife, because Ikilima's husband was a soldier. "I've been hearing stories about your rudeness all along; so it has finally crossed over to me? So calm down and know where it hurts you, you shameless thing."
"Please, Ikilima, you too are lowering yourself to Fati's level given your age? Please bear with her, here is your money, take it," Umma said as she untied the knot of her wrapper, counted out thirty naira, and handed it to Ikilima.