Bayan Duhu Part 1 Complete Hausa Novel

It was a middle-class home. In the courtyard, a beautiful young girl was doing laundry. A single look at her would make you realize she had Arab heritage due to her exceptional beauty and fair skin.

A woman stepped out of a room, looked at her angrily, and said, "Hey, Ayrah, what kind of a useless girl are you? You don't work fast at all. You haven't finished this laundry since earlier, knowing that fetching water is waiting for you." Ayrah replied, "Please forgive me, Mama Abu, I am almost done." The woman said, "Shut up, you useless fool! I am giving you 10 minutes to finish this laundry and go fetch water for us, or else you will face my wrath."

With that, the woman turned around and went back to her room, mumbling in frustration. The tears Ayrah had been holding back began to fall. She wiped them away with her hand, feeling a deep longing for her mother, because she knew Mama Abu’s nature. Within fifteen minutes, she finished the laundry and hung it up to dry.

She then headed to the kitchen, grabbed a bucket, and left the house, feeling her stomach growling with hunger. The last time she ate was yesterday evening when she went to her friend Sa'adatu’s house and was given some tuwo to eat. Up until now, at 12:20 PM, she had not eaten anything.

Upon leaving, she headed to the hand pump, which was a bit far from their house. As she arrived at the pump, her heart skipped a beat because of the person she spotted there. Feeling uneasy, she walked over.

Before she even arrived, his boy looked at him and said, "Be careful, boss, there comes your lover." With a greeting on her lips, she reached the pump. The one who had spoken earlier looked at her and said, "Lucky you, our boss's bride-to-be."

She scowled as if she were about to cry, but then ignored it and placed her bucket in the queue.

As if waiting for that moment, he looked at his boy and said, "Dauda." Dauda replied, "At your service, boss Tanko." Tanko said, "My wife shouldn't have to wait in line. Remove everyone else's bucket and put hers instead." Sure enough, Dauda placed her bucket there, filled it up, and then removed it.

As he tried to carry it for her, she said, "Leave it, I will carry my things myself." He didn't argue with her and let her be. She picked it up and headed home, with nothing but the rumblings of hunger in her stomach. With a greeting on her lips, she entered their house. A young girl who couldn't be older than Ayrah looked at her angrily and said, "So, slowpoke, it's only now you see fit to bring us water? I've been wanting to take a bath since earlier, you kept people waiting."

Ayrah looked at her and said, "Please forgive me, Ma'u." Ma'u hissed and said, "Shut up, you witch! Pass by and take this bucket to the bathroom so I can take a bath, then you can take the other bucket." Ayrah said, "Ma'u, Mama Abu warned against taking a bath with this bucket." Ma'u snapped and said, "You bastard, are you telling me what my mother warned against? You, being the useless one, are the one who was warned." She added, "Are you going to take it for me, or do I have to disfigure your face?"