Auren Yarinta Part 1 Complete Hausa Novel

Monday, which corresponded to the first of January in the Gregorian calendar.
Proverbial speakers often refer to Monday as the root of labor, which even the white man dreads.
I am a woman with very strong opinions—I could even say rigid opinions—but I am very easy to get along with.
Furthermore, wherever I enter, my ambition is to dim everyone else's stars so that mine becomes the brightest, shining above all others.
I am a woman of class and elegance; it is as if Maigogul himself fathered me when it comes to giving fashion and makeup their due importance. Whatever I wear on my body, I prefer it to be expensive and high in quality. Even if it is a uniform cloth (anko) that has been selected, I will look for the highest quality Ankara, or I will send samples all the way to Lagos until it is found for me. I have been like this since my youth, making me distinct among my friends, distinct within my family, and even within my husband's family.
I am a woman of numerous ambitions, possessing stubborn perseverance and a fixation on whatever I set my mind to. When I dig my heels in, I am stubborn, especially on the path to achieving my goals. I am not deterred by hardship or threats in pursuit of my goals, which has made me a resilient, brave woman, resembling an eagle in going out to hunt for herself. The eagle goes out to hunt the flesh of its fellow birds for its meal; it has absolutely no fear, and it prefers to do things itself rather than finish someone else's work. It is not like a vulture that waits for death to occur so it can come and pick at a person's flesh. I am fearless, not even a grain of atom's weight of fear do I have.
I pride myself on who I am immensely.
I possess self-respect and protect whatever would diminish my dignity; because of this, even when I am about to speak, I pause and reflect before uttering a word. For it is through speech that the weight of a person's intellect is realized—with the tongue, a person can gain honor, and with the tongue, a person can utter what will diminish their dignity forever.
However, my family members and the general public view me as someone with excessive, arrogant pride. My husband's family and my neighbors all view me this way, but none of this bothers me. I know you can never please everyone; while you please a hundred people, surely two hundred and fifty will criticize you.
I am dark-skinned, not fair, and I wouldn't even qualify as light-skinned (wankan tarwaɗa). I am dark with very smooth skin. I have a decent nose, though it is not as long as a pen. The most beautiful features on my face are my eyes and my slender, well-arranged teeth, which feature a gap (wushirya) both on the top and bottom rows. In our household, I have the most hair because of my sheer persistence and the great importance I place on hair care. No matter how expensive any hair oil is, I will save my money to buy it. The way I respect my hair, I don't even pamper my skin as much, because our mother used to tell us that hair is half a woman's beauty, so I took those words and placed them upon my head. Even the Fulani milk-maid at the end of our street knows me, because every single week, I buy raw cow butter to rub into my hair out of sheer love for hair. Praise be to God, the hair grew; wherever I am in a gathering of women, I can confidently uncover my head and style my hair completely at ease. Furthermore, when getting braided, I don't do large braids; I do very small ones that count at least 150 to 200, and I always have henna on the palms of my hands and the soles of my feet.
To be honest, I am not tall at all; I am a short, petite woman with broad hips and buttocks, Masha Allah. Do you know Fati Baffa, the Kannywood actress—the veteran actress who belonged to the era of Abida Muhammad? Well, our height is about the same, so you see, I am indeed short, aren't I?
But unfortunately, I do not have large breasts; my little breasts are no bigger than a mouse's. Since I didn't dare think they would grow any further, I am content with my decision to leave them just as they are.