Binteee Part 1 Complete Hausa Novel

At first glance, if you look at her, you would realize that she is a young girl, under twenty years of age. She was dressed in an Ankara wrap-around skirt, tied in a way that rested right on her slender legs, along with a blue-and-white patterned nylon hijab, which, all in all, did not extend past her forearms.
She was walking at a very brisk pace, clutching a bundle of clothes wrapped in a faded piece of cloth—a cloth that you would easily recognize as having endured countless washings, especially given how thoroughly washed out it looked.
Even though she was walking in a hurried manner, that did not hide the natural calmness and composure with which God had blessed her. Every now and then, you could see her using the back of one hand to wipe away the tears that were streaming incessantly from her eyes.
She had walked quite a long distance, because from where she was currently standing, there wasn't even a slight glimpse or sign of a town or anything of the sort in sight.
The only thing that caused her to look back was whenever she heard the rumbling sound of an approaching vehicle from behind. She would turn around, and sometimes even stop completely to fix her gaze on the vehicle until it passed her by. By all indications, she was yearning to catch a ride, but it just hadn't happened yet.
By this time, her tears had already dried up, though her face remained somber, with absolutely no sign of a smile on her.
After about half an hour of walking without getting a ride, a long white bus approached, carrying no more than about five people. I wasn't surprised when she stopped upon hearing the vehicle coming, because I had long realized she had been waiting for a vehicle that would pull over for her to board.
She came to a complete halt and followed the vehicle with her eyes. I do not know why, even now, she could not open her mouth to speak or signal with her hand to stop a vehicle. Despite clear signs of her desperate need and desire to get a ride, it still did not make her say a word or signal to the drivers who kept passing her by... but I am certain it was because she was entirely new to this experience.
The bus passed her just a little, and fortunately, it pulled over slightly ahead of her, and the driver stepped down.
In her heart, she offered a prayer of thanks to God, letting out an audible sigh of relief.
"Madam, where are you heading?"
The driver asked, opening the back door for her.
"Wherever you are heading,"
She replied, attempting to step up into the vehicle to board.
He didn't say another word; he simply pulled the door shut, returned to his seat, and drove off.
This was the very first time in her life that she had ever set foot outside her birthplace. As far as she knew, ever since her mother gave birth to her, she had never been anywhere else... she had grown up, gained awareness, and come of age entirely within her hometown. Yet today, destiny had separated her from her birthplace and everyone who was a part of her family.
Even though their region had not been very peaceful lately, she didn't feel bothered by it at all, especially when she saw that inside the vehicle there were three women and two men. She had already made up her mind regarding her resolve to leave the town, so in her heart, she felt ready for wherever it was they were heading.
She closed her eyes tightly and held her head. At the same time, she reached behind her with her other hand to support whatever was strapped to her back, and she did not raise her head again until her ears began to catch the distant hubbub of people. However, she couldn't say exactly how long they had spent traveling.
It was only then that she lifted her head, and to her amazement, she beheld people, roads, and buildings completely unlike the ones she was accustomed to seeing in her hometown... "A whole new world."