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Kanwar Uwa Ce Ko Kishiyar Uwa Book 1 Complete Hausa Novel
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BOOK INFORMATION
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- Category
- Documentary
- Format
- TXT
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- Free
- Reader
- Prepared
- Reading parts
- 7 chapters/parts
- Published
- Oct 25, 2026
- Updated
- Oct 30, 2026
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Author & publisher
- Author
- Bily
- Publisher
- Ashwar Media Hausa
ABOUT THIS BOOK
Description
Malam Usman came out of the room, as he had been overhearing his wife's remarks about his daughter for a while.
"He said, 'Haba Asabe, why are you like this?? After all, Zuwaira is your daughter, and you are the one who should protect her dignity wherever you see anyone mistreating her.'"
"Yes, Malam, you are bound to say that. I realized a long time ago that you are implying I am not Zuwaira's biological mother."
"That is not what I mean at all, Asabe. I am just trying to tell you to watch your words when speaking to Zuwaira, and to stop hurling malicious remarks at her. How old is Zuwaira anyway, that she has to be subjected to such words?"
Inna Asabe stood up in extreme rage, "Look, Malam, I am speaking the absolute truth to you, I swear. I am getting tired of your nonsense..."
Quickly, Zuwaira picked up her tray of tofu (awara) and went outside, as she could not bear to watch her father being disrespected.
Thus, Zuwaira went around hawking under the scorching sun, yet she refused to sit down because she wanted to sell the awara, keeping in mind her mother's warning not to return with unsold goods.
Around the time of the late afternoon (La'asar) prayer, she finished selling the awara, found a spot, and sat down to count the proceeds from her sales. She finished counting and found one thousand, eight hundred and sixty naira, leaving a shortage of forty naira. She sat in silence, wondering where the rest of the money could have gone, knowing fully well that she hadn't bought anything, nor had she eaten a single piece of awara, despite feeling extremely hungry.
In fact, she was experiencing dizzy spells, since the only thing in her stomach all day was some leftover pap (koko) that Kabiru had drunk and left in the courtyard for her to take.
"He said, 'Haba Asabe, why are you like this?? After all, Zuwaira is your daughter, and you are the one who should protect her dignity wherever you see anyone mistreating her.'"
"Yes, Malam, you are bound to say that. I realized a long time ago that you are implying I am not Zuwaira's biological mother."
"That is not what I mean at all, Asabe. I am just trying to tell you to watch your words when speaking to Zuwaira, and to stop hurling malicious remarks at her. How old is Zuwaira anyway, that she has to be subjected to such words?"
Inna Asabe stood up in extreme rage, "Look, Malam, I am speaking the absolute truth to you, I swear. I am getting tired of your nonsense..."
Quickly, Zuwaira picked up her tray of tofu (awara) and went outside, as she could not bear to watch her father being disrespected.
Thus, Zuwaira went around hawking under the scorching sun, yet she refused to sit down because she wanted to sell the awara, keeping in mind her mother's warning not to return with unsold goods.
Around the time of the late afternoon (La'asar) prayer, she finished selling the awara, found a spot, and sat down to count the proceeds from her sales. She finished counting and found one thousand, eight hundred and sixty naira, leaving a shortage of forty naira. She sat in silence, wondering where the rest of the money could have gone, knowing fully well that she hadn't bought anything, nor had she eaten a single piece of awara, despite feeling extremely hungry.
In fact, she was experiencing dizzy spells, since the only thing in her stomach all day was some leftover pap (koko) that Kabiru had drunk and left in the courtyard for her to take.