Budurwar Abban Mu Part 1 Complete Hausa Novel

A smile was resting on Abba's face, so much so that his white teeth, which were neatly and evenly arranged, could be seen. He was a mature man who would be at least 45 years old, but rest and comfortable living had thoroughly permeated his body, making it so you wouldn't even say he was up to 40 years old. He was fair-skinned with a long nose, beautifully handsome, Masha Allah. At first glance, one would think he was an Arab because he didn't look like a native Hausa speaker, as he resembled Arabs or Shuwa Arabs; furthermore, he was very tall with a broad chest, possessing charisma and dignity—in short, he was a man of complete and perfect stature in every way.
He was sitting on a chair watching an action American film (Prison Break), following the show on MBC Max. Even though it had been a long time since he watched it completely, he would still sit down to watch it again whenever he was free.
“Assalamu alaikum,” he heard the voice of his youngest daughter, which made him reply while turning his clear eyes toward the girl, and then slowly and calmly said,
“Wa alaikumussalam, where are they?” He asked, seeing that he didn't see the others he had told her to call.
She was a young teenage girl who looked a lot like him, except that her fair complexion was mixed with a slight reddish glow.
She sat down on the carpet, saying,
“Abba, they are on their way.” He then nodded his head to her.
Within two minutes, two other young girls emerged, both dressed in PJ Masks pajamas, each with her own color—both sets being somewhat oversized shirts and trousers so they did not reveal their shapes.
As soon as they arrived, they sat beside their younger sister, and then they greeted Abba in unison.
He looked at them with deep affection and care, and then he replied.