Bakin Shafi Part 1 Complete Hausa Novel

At Alhaji Hussain’s Compound Mosque
Hilux vehicles came speeding into the lane of the tough, strict Alhaji Hussain. The luxury cars were already lined up at the big mosque inside his compound, where the weddings of two of his granddaughters were about to be conducted. Government officials had filled the place, and wealthy men packed the mosque.
Inside the mosque, someone stepped up to Sabeer’s father. Sabeer’s father turned and looked at the bride’s guardian and said:
“Stop this wedding. I’m calling it off.”
Uncle Yusuf quickly looked up at the hard-hearted old man—Alhaji Hussain. With difficulty, Alhaji Hussain swallowed the bitter saliva in his mouth and asked:
“What happened?”
He stood up and looked at Sabeer, saying, “Get up, let’s go. We’ve canceled it. So it turns out your girl has no father, and she’s a mad girl—love has blinded you. You want to bring disgrace and gossip onto our family. Get up.”
As he said that, his relatives started leaving one after another. Cold sweat began to break out on Nasreen’s relatives. With great difficulty, her father said:
“Baffa, what do we do? I’ve never seen humiliation like today…”
Baffa’s anger flared. He narrowed his eyes and said:
“Whatever people say, she brought it upon herself. I have no power to stop what people will say. But if Khadijatou doesn’t correct her behavior, I swear I’ll pass a judgment that she won’t like. For the fifth time, your wedding has been canceled, yet you still won’t come to your senses…”
“Baffa, please, be patient,” someone pleaded.
Biting his lip, he said:
“…Conduct Altab’s wedding. Don’t tell anyone.”
Immediately, Altab and Rufaida’s marriage was concluded with a bride-price of two hundred thousand. At once, they began the public announcement.
Nasreen Hears the News
Inside the house, the news reached Nasreen. She collapsed to the floor, tears streaming down her face. Her greatest pain was that after everything had reached the final stage, he still disgraced her like this. If only he had allowed it to be done—even for one month, she thought. This was the fifth time her wedding had been called off.
Each time money was brought, everything would fall apart. But this time, it was canceled on the very wedding day. What is that wicked man going to say?
She stood up, wiped her tears, composed her face, and started to do her work—when her sister, Asma, came in and said:
“Nasreen, you’re still like this…?”
Nasreen turned with a smile that hurt more than crying and said:
“Asma… what’s going on? I don’t understand you…”
Asma stepped closer and said:
“Your wedding has been canceled, yet you’re calm. Sultan’s father and the others are here—everyone is angry. Please, Nasreen, change your behavior. You’re the only one causing problems for this family of ours…”
Nasreen’s anger rose. She lifted her hand and said:
“Asma, I respect you and your status, but I swear if you don’t watch your words, I’ll remove every bit of regard I’ve been showing you. Let anyone who wants to worry, worry—it’s me. It’s been five times now! Do you want me to die?
The first time, I fainted and even ended up in the hospital.
The second time, I fainted again.
The third time, I wasted away and lost my senses.
The fourth time, I was so troubled I fell ill.
And now this is the fifth—do you want me to die?
And it won’t be because of that man, I swear. So here’s the way out.”
She grabbed her scarf and stormed out.
“Please, Hummy, leave. I need rest. If it takes long, we’ll meet at the club.”
Asma stood there, shocked, picked up her bag and said:
“You’re sending me away…?”
Furiously, Nasreen said:
“Take it like that. Come on—leave!”
She pulled her forcefully and they collided with Altab’s friends as they were coming in, dressed in big flowing robes. Nasreen swallowed thick saliva. From the way one of them threw a look at her, she flared up with raw boldness and said—
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Confrontation at the Doorway
They met face-to-face with Altab’s friends just as they entered. Their clothing was formal and heavy, and the tension spiked instantly. Nasreen, already boiling inside, reacted sharply after the contemptuous look she received—ready to confront them without fear.
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