Furucina Ne Part 2 Complete Hausa Novel

“Please Madam, do not worry. Insha Allah you will go in safely and come out safely. In this hospital, our work does not fail, alright? Calm yourself because your peace of mind is what gives us confidence in doing our job. Even today I performed two surgeries in this theater, and within a week you will feel as if nothing ever happened. You will simply carry your baby in front of you, eating and enjoying the naming celebration.”
Dr. Fanna finished speaking with a comforting smile.
Hajiya Halima smiled weakly despite the pain she was enduring and said,
“Doctor, no human being can escape destiny. Deep inside me, I feel I may not survive this childbirth. But please Dr. Fanna, I have a favor to ask from you. If Allah wills that I do not make it, please take care of my child for me. Do not let him grow up lonely the way I did.
And I want you to marry my husband Abdulsamad. I do not know my true origin. They said my father and I were involved in a car accident. He suffered memory loss and has never fully regained his senses. The only thing he remembers is his name.
Whenever I ask him, ‘Father, where is our home? Who are our relatives?’ he says nothing except the name Nasuru.
Even my face was damaged and changed, to the point that I do not even know what my real face originally looked like.
It was in Abdulsamad’s family house that I found myself, and eventually he became my husband.
There is no hardship I have not faced while searching for my family, yet now I may leave this world without knowing who I truly am or where I belong.
My father still has not recovered, and they said the car we had the accident in was completely burnt, leaving no trace or clue behind.
I pity the child inside me because I know he too may grow up without a mother, even though he has a good father like Abdulsamad.
Save my child’s future by marrying his father, because if I know I left him in your hands, I will have no more worries. Dr. Fanna, you are compassionate and trustworthy. Even though I do not fully know your personality, promise me you will marry Abdulsamad. He is a good man, and his family are good people too, but my heart feels safer with you.”
She turned and looked toward her husband.
From the way his face tightened, it was obvious he disliked the things she was saying.
She smiled and held his hand tightly before saying,
“Ya Abdul, I know you do not like these things I say, but I honestly do not know why I keep saying them. And I know you would agree to marry Fanna even while I am still alive. I want you to see Fanna as another Halima because even you have always said we are alike in many ways.
Abdulsamad, forgive me. If the scan result is truly correct and the baby is a boy, please name him after my father, Nasuruddeen. But if it is a girl, name her Halima.
Please tell all your family members to forgive me. And if my father ever regains his memory, tell him to forgive me too.
I love him so much. And I also love my mother. If you ever find her, tell her that I lived my whole life longing to see her again.
Abdul, I…”