Eternal Love Part 2 Complete Hausa Novel

Dinner at the Mansion
 
When Mumtaz arrived at the house, Kaii noticed how Moha behaved and said, “But you know dinner is together, right?”
Jaheed replied, “Just go, Meemah, we’re coming.”
She smiled and said, “Okay, Yaa Jaheed. Make sure you come soon.”
He smiled back, showing his dimples on one side.
She waved and said, “Bye,” before walking away.
 
Muhmood then said to Jaheed, “You didn’t want to see that girl—that’s why I refused.”
Jaheed gave him a look and replied, “Yeah, I know. But you know dinner is together here. I don’t understand why you don’t like her. What did she ever do to you?”
He answered, “Nothing—she’s just a shameless girl. I don’t like shameless people.”
 
Jaheed laughed softly. “Calm down, bro. She’s not shameless. She’s actually a nice person. You shouldn’t judge her when you don’t even stay with her. Try to understand her.”
But Muhmood, already tired of the topic, snapped, “Why should I? What I know is that she’s shameless and disrespectful, and nothing will change that. So let’s close this chapter, please—I’m sick of it.”
 
Mujaheed joined his hands together, trying to calm him.
Jaheed said, “It’s okay, as you wish. Let’s go for dinner.”
Though he didn’t feel like it, he followed Jaheed to the main part where everyone was seated except Mumtaz.
 
During dinner, Shaan noticed her absence.
“Meemah, I can’t find Mumtaz,” she said.
Moha kept eating calmly and replied, “She’s sleeping.”
Moorat said, “Go wake her up for dinner.”
Meemah nodded. “Okay, Dad.”
 
She went to call her, and Mumtaz, who was feeling a bit better, stood up slowly to follow. As they walked, she limped slightly.
Shaan said, “Subhanallah, what’s wrong with your leg?”
Moorat turned around, and even Jaheed noticed, but Muhmood was the only one who kept eating silently.
 
When Meemah came in with Mumtaz, she explained, “Aunt, I just came out of the shower.”
Unfortunately, Muhmood looked up and their eyes met—his look was not of respect, but full of coldness.
Embarrassed, she looked away quickly and said, “I’m coming.”
Jaheed said softly, “Ayya, sorry. Come sit.”
Moorat added, “Yes, eat something, then Mujaheed will check you.”
Shaan teased, “Exactly! Since Jaheed is a doctor, let him examine you.”
Mumtaz replied, “I’ve taken medicine, Aunt. I’m fine now.”
 
“Are you sure?” Jaheed asked.
“Yes, Yaa Jaheed.”
Shaan said, “Alright then. I’m done—good night.”
Moorat followed her, holding his wife’s hand.
 
Moha, tired of staying, stood up.
“Jaheed, I’m going inside. Join me later,” he said, wiping his mouth.
 
 Convincing Muhmood
 
Meemah stopped him. “Yah Muhmood, tomorrow is Mufeedah’s wedding dinner. You promised you’d attend!”
He turned and said, “You know I’m busy. How can I be there?”
She replied, “I know, but you promised her. Besides, it’s just dinner. Please, the Yaa Moha I know always keeps his word.”
 
Jaheed smiled, admiring Meemah’s persuasive skills.
Muhmood finally said, “Okay, I’ll be there. Are you happy now?”
She hugged him happily. “That’s my brother!”
He gently pushed her away and left, without even glancing at Mumtaz.
 
Jaheed laughed. “Meemah, if someone needs convincing, you’re the best.”
She giggled and sat close to him.
“Yaa Jaheed, please help me convince him again tomorrow.”
He smiled and looked at her. “Even if you didn’t invite me, you know I’ll go to any celebration. Besides, since you already convinced him, he’ll keep his word. Don’t worry.”
He touched her cheek slightly, and she smiled shyly.
 
Meemah and Jaheed’s Late-Night Moment
 
Later, Meemah asked, “Yaa Jaheed, what should I give my best friend as a wedding gift?”
He said, “Maybe a diamond watch or jewelry. You know, she’s stylish. Honestly, I almost had a crush on her before someone beat me to it.”
She laughed. “You’re late! You should’ve spoken earlier.”
 
They joked about Mubeenah, Mufeedah’s sister, who lived in the U.S.
“She’s really beautiful,” Meemah said.
Jaheed teased, “So what, should I fall for her too?”
She frowned. “I didn’t say that!”
He laughed, “Then give me her number.”
She refused. “I don’t have it.”
He teased more until she got tired.
 
Then he noticed her hair tied neatly.
“Let me help you fix your hair,” he said, smiling.
She sat beside him, her head resting on his thigh as he untied the ribbon gently.
He didn’t realize he had fully loosened her hair until she touched it and gasped.
“Oh my God, Yaa Jaheed! You removed everything!”
“I’m sorry! I didn’t mean to!” he said quickly.
 
She got angry. “You must give me back my ribbon!”
He hid it behind him, laughing. “No way!”
She climbed on a chair, trying to grab it, but he was too tall.
After several jumps, she gave up, saying, “Fine! I won’t even help you get Mubeenah’s number again.”
He laughed louder. “You already gave me something better!”
 
Tired, she walked away. “Good night!”
He called after her, “Wait, take your ribbon!”
She said, “Keep it! I don’t need it anymore.”
He smiled. “Alright then.”
 
He later went to Muhmood’s section and said, “Good night, boss.”
Muhmood just gave him a look and continued working on his laptop.
Jaheed shrugged, washed up, changed into his pajamas, and went to bed.