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Duk Daya Part 3 Complete Hausa Novel

AuthorNana Khadijatu

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15 chapters/parts
Published
Aug 13, 2025
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Sep 13, 2026
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Patience and Quiet Acceptance
 
The patience Maizube showed toward Ardo made him walk away silently after my earlier mistake. Mahmud also left without my noticing. I didn’t know what arrangement Ardo made with Mahmud and his parents; I only saw him escort them to their car.
 
I continued my daily life in peace because no one mentioned the matter again. Still, thoughts of marrying into another people troubled me. If I left Ardo, I would also leave my market days, hunting, horse riding, and games. Would my new life fill that emptiness?
 
Sa’idu’s Return and Ardo’s Decision
 
Days later, Sa’idu returned with his parents. I avoided conversation until Maizube came to tell me Ardo wanted to marry me to Sa’idu to end the back-and-forth visits. She felt Sa’idu respected me more than others. I gave no answer, so she left.
 
The next day, I overheard Ardo telling Maizube to inform Sa’idu’s parents that the wedding would be in Sha’aban. The news stirred gossip in our community — some envied that I was marrying outside the tribe.
 
Wedding Preparations
 
Days passed quickly. Ardo set aside cattle to sell for my dowry items, though Maizube and the butchers convinced him to sell fewer. Festivities began five days before the wedding, filling our home with guests and cooking.
 
On Rajab 30, I had my Qur’an graduation ceremony. Ardo had promised to give me traditional markings, but Sa’idu’s friends, including Mahmud, bribed the artists to stop it. The next morning, henna was applied instead.
 
On Friday after Jumu’ah, my marriage to Sa’idu was conducted, followed by cultural games, including sharo. As people watched, I slipped away to see Maizube — but instead, a soft voice called my name: it was Mahmud.
 
Mahmud’s Confrontation
 
Mahmud accused me of choosing Sa’idu over him despite knowing he loved me first. He vowed to disrupt my peace. Shocked and frightened, I wept until Maizube found me. When I told her, she was surprised and went to tell Ardo. Ardo insisted it couldn’t have been Mahmud because he saw him leave with Sa’idu’s father after the wedding. He sent young men to search, but no one found him.
 
Maizube suggested perhaps it was a spirit from the forest taking Mahmud’s form. This thought unsettled me even more.
 
Farewell to My Mother
 
On Saturday before dawn, I went to see my mother for advice. She urged patience and warned that living among strangers is hard. She reminded me that even marriage within one’s kin has challenges. I asked her to watch over my brother Jauro’s marriage.
 
Later, I sought out Jauro. We spoke privately, and I admitted to taking money he had hidden, assuring him it was safe in Goggo’s hut. He forgave me but asked when we’d meet again. Sadly, I told him I didn’t know.
 
Departure
 
By mid-morning, Ardo called me and Jauro together. He reminded us that marriage is powerful, taking me from the forest to a place we didn’t know, among people unfamiliar to me. He advised me and my husband to live modestly, avoiding greed, and shared a Hadith about people loving life, wealth, sin, and luxury while forgetting death and accountability.
 
Only five women were allowed to escort me: Ardo’s sister Turai, Bodejo’s sister, Ardo’s friend’s wife Altine, Maizube’s sister, and Maizube herself.
 
We traveled in a small convoy to Kano, the city lights dazzling me. Sa’idu’s family awaited our arrival. I was led into a fragrant, beautiful room with Maizube beside me. Visitors brought food and drinks, and we ate fura and chicken.
 
Life in Sa’idu’s Home
 
On Sunday, Sa’idu’s family hosted a celebration. The many visiting women confirmed to me that Sa’idu came from a large family. The next day, a smiling girl entered my room and introduced herself as the one Sa’idu had told me about — his helper with laundry. She expressed happiness that I had married her brother.
 
Maizube later explained that Sa’idu’s father wanted them to stay until my room was fully prepared. Umma, Sa’idu’s mother, reassured Maizube and me that I would be treated well, calling me her responsibility. She suggested delaying their departure by two days so they could rest before leaving.
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