Gidan Likitoci Part 1 Complete Hausa Novel

The Medicine Man and the Madness of Laraba
 
In a dusty northern village, an aging Golf car sluggishly crawled across the road. Loaded with bottles of traditional herbs and massive speakers, the car's tired tires ground the red earth. At the back, some young men raised bottles in the air, advertising their cure-all potions.
 
The herbalist, voice booming through the speakers, declared: "For bone pain, waist pain, back pain, or embarrassment in your marriage, come to me. If it doesn't work, I return your money."
 
Curious and skeptical, Baba Inu, a respected elder lounging outside his home, sat up. The herbalist was new. Baba Inu summoned him over. Without hesitation, the man parked and began his pitch again. Baba Inu pointed at a suspicious bottle of soaked roots. The herbalist insisted, "Drink half and test it on your wife."
 
Without blinking, Baba Inu downed the whole bottle.
 
Just then, Baba Ibrahim arrived, horrified to witness the scene. "Yaya, how can you keep doing this? You waste your money. Your kids don't even go to school regularly. These medicines could be dangerous."
 
Baba Inu brushed off the concern. "You're jealous because you don't have children like me," he snapped.
 
"If I had power, I'd burn all your wives," Baba Ibrahim fumed.
 
From nowhere, Baba Saleh, another herbalist, appeared dragging a massive sack of his own concoctions. When the bag snagged Baba Inu's bench, the old man toppled backward.
 
"I didn't see you there," Saleh sneered sarcastically.
 
Humiliated, Baba Inu handed the first herbalist five thousand naira for more products, just to spite Saleh.
 
Soon after, Inna arrived with young Laraba. She reported that the village head, the Mai Gari, had summoned them over an accusation against Laraba.
 
At the palace, Laraba, known for her mischief, played dumb. Asked about tossing cooking tools into a well, she responded by calling the accuser ridiculous names.
 
Furious, Mai Gari slapped her twice. Still defiant, she mocked him more. Inna protested but was dismissed.
 
Then, something snapped.
 
Laraba exploded.
 
Grabbing large tree branches, she rampaged across the square, beating everyone in sight. People fled. Sanqira, the messenger, was her first victim, receiving blows to the back.
 
Mai Gari panicked. He dropped his staff, ran home, and in desperation, pulled off Inna's hijab to cover himself.
 
Back in the square, Laraba, eyes red from tears, stormed around looking for more targets. A small child screamed and hid.
 
Eventually, Laraba collapsed, unconscious.
 
When she awoke, she asked, "How did I get here?"
 
Everyone stood in stunned silence.
 
Mai Gari sent her home, shaken. As she walked away with dramatic confidence, villagers stared in fear and awe.
 
Meanwhile, Baba Inu was disciplining his household, berating one of his wives, Larai, for possibly stealing food.
 
Chaos never ended in this household o
r village.
 
And Laraba? She had only just begun.